A rather good day.

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Couldn't do much.  Didn't eat.  Had a fatted coffee, water.  Took a few water pills, with the edema going on.  It's not serious, don't want to let it get bad.  Bad enough to have, probably, five to ten extra pounds on.  Fifteen maybe.  It... tucks in, when it gets in.  By the time I see it in my feet, these days, it's... in the torso and even arms/hands by then.  But it doesn't really show until it first hits the feet.  Bleh.

No message from the seller.  I am just up a bit later, hoping to hear.  Okay.  On to bed I do believe.

A reasonable summer day, again.

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It got up to at least 85.  Which... was nice.  And not a seemingly cool 85?  Yes, some days, 85 just isn't... 85.  I can't explain it fully, but some days, 85 just doesn't feel warm, let alone hot.  Today it did.  And, honestly, I was glad for it.

This front room is up to 77, and I am actually enjoying it.  The main is 74, nearing 75.  If the tenth increments are to be believed.  And, yet, that feels cool, almost cold.  All good though, there, too.

Always with the new?

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Maybe not this time.  It's always a risk.  And, yet, sometimes?  So, I went looking for a phone.  Amazon offers them used, but for so little off as to be not worth buying used from them.  There are other sellers, so I went looking.  And, found several.  One fairly close, if it is still available.

Of course, I had to reset the password, and that was a real treat.  My internet is spotty at best, and brave isn't very good with keeping the connection live?  Or... something.  Still, after half a dozen attempts, it went through.  I have to remember to... do a few things, before sending something.  Or it'll get lost in the ether, never getting there.  Reloading destroys the attempt, at some places more than others.  Ugh.

Hmm... phones.

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Trying to sort things.  And... there might be a way.  Will be looking over things, when I go in to check on a different phone.  On the short, there isn't as many options.  Money, after last month, is tight.  But it was just payday.  So... some options, but still some limits.

Rather than go really low, I may go a bit higher level, say a pixel 6a, 6, or such.  But, rather than going stock android os, go with grapheneos.  Oh... not sure how much difference it would honestly make.  But, possibly, some.  And, the phone is modern, and offers better security updates, and for the next four to five years.  Where as lessor phones probably have no security, mostly, of which to speak.

Reasonable.

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Down at midnight, up at eight, a bit past on both.  Nice.  It is 74/73 upstairs, 71/70 downstairs, with a fan going and the furnace set to 68?  It is 52 out, but know it got down to at least 49 last night.  The sun is on warming, and it's up midmorning in the sky.  So a very good thing.  I will say, having a home which is much more moderated, in temp, is... very nice.  Life is easier.

I can take mornings back, in the right conditions.  Too cold, or warm, too fast, and everything gets a bit hectic.  But, when everything is stable, regarding temps?  Life is so much easier.  Though?  What happens when everything is optimal?  Well, then you... still have to live with... yourself, who you are, what you are.  A sinner, who will never get it.  A thick-necked heathen, if I like to think otherwise.  Even when we try, we... fail.

Oh well.

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The steak seemed good.  So I got it on the grill.  It smelled okay, while cooking as well.  While eating it, I... didn't like the taste.  No, I think it would have been fine.  The problem is, as I eat less?  I become much pickier.  I simply can't eat something if there is a flaw in there.  I just can't tolerate it.  What a waste.  Though, really, it was on standby for days.  I didn't eat else in that time.  So, while a waste, it isn't.

So hungry though.  I am still awake just thinking about the steak that got away.  Oh, I'll pull one out for tomorrow.  Best not pull two at a time.  It takes me three days to eat one, and I don't always want a second one right away... I seem to be taking breaks between eating.  So I only eat, say, three out of five days?

The thing I wanted done first?

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I didn't want to work on the phone until I dealt with g-account.  So... I got that done, but stalled doing it.  I figured it was going to be a mess.  One way or another, this would get hung on that.  Troubles, most likely.  I just wasn't up to digging into that pile of manure.  So... I didn't get going on the phone, or else.  I just gamed, while avoiding.

Finally, I got to it.  The solution set was created in... five minutes?  Half an hour max, with some running around that ended up not being necessary.  Literally, five minutes was what it took in actual work time.  So... when I go to set up the phone, I'll have access to the account.  That... should cut a lot of the problems.  Finding a phone that will work is the next issue.

Someone thinks...

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She is speaking in tongues.  I am definitely hearing.

But, does she speak true?  According to some.

Awake since almost six.

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I know I checked the temp, outdoors.  Can't, for the... oh, right.  It was 41.  I had meant to check again, before it started to warm, to see what the coldest temp might be.  But missed it.  Here at a quarter after nine, it is 63.  Not a bad temp.

With everything closed up, only the circulation fan on the furnace going (it set to 68 but not needing to run) and a fan going upstairs for air flow, it was 72 in the main, 73 near me, upstairs.  And down here it was 71 in the main, now 73, and 68 up front here, which it remains.  Very nice.

Some of it.

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I did get the phone and pad returned.  I was so mad.  Oh yes I was.  After spending that much time, effort, and such, to get them started and walked out the door, like a kid on Christmas, only then to be hounded for more money, more access, all the time.  To have things activated on my phone that I couldn't shut off.  Lots of problems.  From day one.

Now, as soon as I got ready to take it for a return?  The very day before?  The thing that was stuck on my phone, I couldn't turn off?  Went away.  Far too late by then.  I was just hoping they didn't have a trick, or clause, or such.  But, no, they took it back, both of them.

Is one of my clocks really off?

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I was sitting, out there.  Doing my gaming.  Then looked at the time.  13:30 already?  And, even then, time passed since.  I thought I'd better do some things.

A call was made earlier.  A change with the wound clinic.  No, she was pretty snippy.  Besides reading here, and other things about reading here, I don't just leave a message, and wait for them to call back.  I'll wait.  And do.  This time she actually answered before two hours went by.  I thought she was going to time me out with lunch, on that one.  I... think she has gotten direct employer feedback, from my feedback.  Yes... I know you read here.  *wink*  *grins*  Still, that is done.

Up early, down rather early too?

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I can't remember, exactly, when I went to bed.  I thought it was either 17:30, or 20:30?  I just... can't be sure.  Later, though, if I had to guess.

I shut everything down, but kept the furnace on to 68, overnight.  After having warmed the house to 74 yesterday.  Everywhere else was 72, which was okay, waking.  Sure beat the cold from the day before.  That one window makes a vast difference.  Though, being this cold this soon, is taking me by surprise.  I think the warmest I saw it, outside, yesterday, was 74?  I think so.  May not have posted it.  By the time I returned from my trip to town, it was down to 70.

It must have been 20:30 when I crashed last night.  I think it was 17:30 when I checked the temp, out there, after returning home.

I did turn the furnace up, because 72?  A few days, to a week, ago, it was running 77 in here, 73 to 75 in them main.  I still needed the ac a few times this last month.  Which... was odd that I didn't need it more?  This, to my mind, has been a cool summer.  But, I have acclimated greatly through diet, and figured a few things out about the house, how to run it.  Then, adding the new window, which isn't quite finished, but still?  That has changed things drastically.  I'll bet the furnace will run half what it has in the past, or less.

Oh, it's 68 in this front room, 37 to 38 outside.  Very cold for still August.  No heat up here, and I have it partially closed from the back of the house.  Hotter in the summer, colder in the winter.  I really need to get the living room finished, then put the computer station in there.  Just... leave these front cold rooms to themselves.

Yes, it is cold.  But that it was 72, with the furnace on 68, everywhere but this front room (which doesn't get heat almost at all)?  That was... impressive.  I'll bet even the upstairs stays much warmter.  I may run a very small fan up there, to bring heat up through the vent, or make... air flow to get it up, or such?  Worth a shot.

A few things of business today.  Tried to complete one of them yesterday, but the secretary at my doctor's office ignored the call until it was afterhours, then just dropped the call.  I don't do messages.  Those never work out.  I have time, I will wait.  Tough cookies.

On to a fatted coffee, and a bit more gaming.  It'll be a bit before offices open, and things can be done.  Good morning, day.

Hmm? Okay.

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Just... not sure if someone is suggesting, or asking.  Or it's a random.

But, okay.  Or... sure.  Resemblances.

Just a few tunes for my own... sake.

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Women, often, invade my space.  Sometimes, though, I take my own journey.

Musical, in this case.  Just a bit for me.  Aye.  Mostly.

Wow!

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I finally did close everything up.  And turned on the furnace, to 72.  I gamed for a while, a goodly while.  Making it through the game.  Doing the parts I didn't like, wasn't succeeding at.  But... making it, this time.  The clues are impossible.  I just don't understand some of what they are suggesting, to do, to go.

Then I decided to look around the web, and post.  It seemed rather cool up here.  And it is!  It's 68, up front, on the 29th?  That's crazy.  So, I checked outside.  It is 60 outside, at nearly 11:00?  That's absolutely... unlikely.  Oh, the sun is out.  It's shining.  For what little good that is doing. Wow.  Just wow.

Ah, that's it?

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It was 72 everywhere upstairs, 70 in this front (usually the hottest) room of the home, and 68 in the main area downstairs.  Oh, and 36 outdoors?  An hour or two ago.  Crazy.  With no fans or else going.  As well, I am closing things up, windows.  To try to keep air in.  Warm air.  Well, the upstairs I keep open, or it might get too warm.  Okay, there are a few windows open down here, too.  Hmm.  But not as many as there were.  And I may close up the rest.

What I can't believe is that it is still getting up to 80 out there.  That's... warm.  By any standards.  Especially for me.  If that is almost cool, to me, these days?  Very strange.  Age?  Illness?  Getting better?  Is this what "healthy" feels like?  Tolerating up into the 90s without too much difficulty, but not being able to handle the 68 to 72 range?  Or... am I just having to acclimate?

Awake for a while.

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Since midnight?  Three?  Something.  Just drifting, since then.  Gaming, initially.  Then to making a fatted coffee.  Reading what the internet portends, suggests, or such.  No, not so much the news.  The news doesn't matter.  You are told what you want to hear.  I am not.  They don't dare speak the truth.  If I want the truth, I'll tell you.  Which I do, from time to time.  Hated for it.  All good in my book.

Sleep was good.  Getting cold though.  It's 71 up here, in the front room, in late August?  Strange.  It was 74 near me, 75 elsewise, when I went to bed.  Didn't check when I woke up.  Cool enough to not use ac, if I did use a fan.  Delicious sleep, honestly.  I may go back down in an hour or three, try to just nap, then get a shower and makes some calls, do some business.  It is right between 45 and 46 out there... here as I just start to write.

Midearly afternoon.

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It is 80 out there, last I looked.  Might be well up by now?

I keep making plans, and being totally unable to carry them out.  Tired?  Weary?  Something.  Not exhausted.  Everything else but that.  More as if in an insomniac snap.  I can't quite wake up, or go to sleep.

Shorter days.

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The steak, this time, was excellent.  I was very careful with the time.  It wasn't as thick, or large, as the ribeyes.  So while half was eaten, it was closer to a third of the ribeye by surface volume, and less thick as well.  Still, done correctly, it really was delicious.  Plus, not so rich.  So I cooked it for only five per side, plus time searing the edges.

I love it when it works so well.  The last of the steaks, from the same package/group was not so good.  I was hoping this one would be better.  It looked like a mixed group, not... from the same batch, to be honest.  I wish, now, I could tell the difference.  Then again, I think this is the last of those?  I think so.  They were... edible, even the lessor ones.  Just not superior, as some where of the bunch.

Trash and else out.

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I... remembered.  The tasks, the day.  I really needed to clean the litter boxes.  Yeah, they had gotten terrible.  It's rare, of late.  It is, if nothing else, high summer.  I am, possibly for that reason, burned out.  While I feel good, not too hot mostly, or else?  I... may be burned out on summer.  Though, to be honest?  It feels as if it is already getting cold?  In any case, I am tired.

I would like to figure out how to get more food in my face.  Part of the reason for the recipes.  I really need more food!  I'm not willing to go too far into regular keto, it doesn't work for me.  Lettuce, of some sorts.  I have heard from other carnivores, and carnivore based doctors, and second hand from such, that lettuce would be okay.  The rest?  Pretty much needs to be meat based.  Though, I could try breading, using fried pork rinds?  Something to... add just a bit of crunch to pork chops.  Figure out how to bring burger back in, maybe trying grass fed, finished, beef, local.  Can't trust industrial beef.  Who knows what it is, where it is from, and such.  I don't even trust local beef, completely, either.

Just past midnight.

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Well, when I woke.  A bit of tinkering since.  Decided to kick out a post.

With a fan going only, it stayed cooler up there?  I had a feeling that the ac wasn't needed.  It wasn't.  I initially had difficulty sleeping, too cool even with just a fan.  I really wanted to get up and turn it off, I just couldn't.  One of those nights, no... ability to push out of bed.  REALLY wanted to shut it off.  Simply could not push out.  So, I buried myself into the blankets and, eventually, drifted off.

Recoverd, mostly.

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I really wondered, there for a bit.  Why did it take so long to recover?  I just don't understand.  I just know I no longer need heart medicine.  Or... for the moment.  That was really quite bad.  It felt like dying, and I would know.

I had hoped to get to a few things, but that won't happen.  Still too tired.  My pulse and such have improved.  Even so, I am still so very tired.  Oh, and the weather has cooled.  I think it was just 76 outdoors, when I looked, a bit after 13:00 or 14:00.  With no ac, or fans (even turned off the ceiling fan), it was 71, near me, when I woke shortly after noon, was it?

Up at almost 13:00.

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I turned the ac off last night, and the fans.  All of them.  It was getting cold.  I was freezing when I finally was able to crawl into bed.  When?  Midnight thirty?  No, it was around 03:30.  Give or take up to twenty.  Though probably in the later areas.

Sleep was difficult.  Low bp, being cold.  I set my blankets up, crawled in, shivered like a cold wet small animal until the exhaustion of that dropped me into a deep dark sleep hole.  But it became a wonderful thing.

Still rough.

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Was hoping food, specifically high carb food, would help.  Nope.  BP is up, a bit.  But last time I checked, after sleeping a bit, it was still 100/70.  Very low.  Especially with my moderate norm being around 130-150/80-100, and really in the mid to lower range on that normally.  I have to be careful with medication.  BP was beginning to pick up, so I thought it might be time.  Nope.  Blood sugar was 155 (before the fast food, for no good reason).  Not fasting, either?  After coffee?  I don't think so.  Very strange.

I pulled a few steaks out tonight.  A ribeye and sirloin.  I'll probably have the sirloin first.  Eat what I can.  Probably eat a third, or what of a third I can eat.  I didn't eat fast food because I craved it, I ate it because it felt like seriously low blood sugar.  Unfortunately, you can't eat your way out of a strange sort of overdose.

Something is really off.

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I checked blood sugar.  High?  Whatever.  BP?  Ah, that was it.  it read 86/68, pulse of 77?  Yes.  That is the, and a, problem.  I took medication.  I am not, apparently, eating enough to handle medication.  That bp is what I get when I am in shock, after... severe damage to the body.  Not good.

There is nothing to do to undo it.  It is like when I have accidentally taken too much medication.  Learned, through great pains, not to do that.  Looks like I am in the middle of the new lesson.  Without enough food coming in, don't take medication.  So absolutely miserable.  Not sure I want to try to sleep quite yet though.

Ribs hurt like heck.  Shoulders, muscles, upper body, hurt as well.

On the good side, got the window mostly in.  Finishing touches to be done in a week or so.  Oh, and it was a much better window than I was expecting.  I was told it is a higher end window.  But for the price, I... wasn't... expecting much.  Insiders are able to claim... serious discounts.  All I'll say there.  More than impressed.

As well, while my friend was here today, he checked the dishwasher, which was still leaking.  I didn't do it, as I would have broken the thing.  He suggested that the connecter was not even hand tight?  Oh, I know it was, when I did it.  So... it either self=loosened, or someone else did it.  Since I don't think it could have loosened of it's own accord, I guess someone did loosen it.  Who?  Why?

Well, it is done.  Now to try to level it, then build a cupboard around it, after some number of checks, to make sure it, or nothing attached to it, is leaking.  Bah.

It's a brutal day.  Windy, last I looked, out there, it was just 83?  But it's a dry, warm, strange, windy day.  Gusts, but with wind too.

A shower was taken.  I got fast food, no choice.  I thought the problem, initially, was low blood sugar.  Not sure if higher carb food will help with that, but it has a similar feel to when blood sugar is low.  Tasted like garbage, but was willing to gamble to... check something.  Won't do that again.

Hmm... on to bed, I think.  Oh, it's... not the time listed.  That is when I wrote the first sentence, then my friend arrived.  So I... stored and helped a bit, and watched, learned, listened.  It is now 14:05.  So, not terribly early, if not all that late either.  Pushed through the day, might push another hour or two beyond.  Just a bit more gaming, to... stretch my day.

Good afternoon, evening, day.  Prayers for you.  Goodnight, as well.

The clock is spinning.

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Day has become night.  Up at 19:30, give or take twenty.  It was 74 out there.  With the ac's running, all or part time, I was able to cool, sleep, and when awake do more.  Not perfect, but I may be able to recover.  It had just gotten too warm, for too long.  I needed some cooling.  Got it, getting it.  For as long as I need.

Weight is 118.2 this morning.  Three more pounds and I'll be down an even hundred since Thanksgiving?  Maybe a few months further back?  Something in there?  But, definitely a hundred within the last year.  That's a lot of belly jelly gone.  Blood sugar is 122.  Stupid blood sugar!  Though that is, in theory, the equivalent to an a1c of 5.9.  Or... so the calculator I used suggested.  Hmm, I'll bet there is a formula for that?

A few days of not eating was the problem?

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It looks like it.  Technically, it was one day, but when you count from dinner one afternoon, missing a dinner, then not eating until dinner the next afternoon, that... is two days.  Anyway.  Blood sugar...  Steak tonight, and a fatted coffee.  Just a third of the steak.  But that's good enough.  Blood sugar is 97, down from the mid 120s.  Very happy with that.

I honestly would like to eat more.  I just can't.  I may, the next time I am out, pick up shredded romaine, or a romaine based salad.  Or, maybe even just iceberg lettuce, or mix.  Romaine lettuce doesn't actually add almost anything to the diet, save water.  Same as iceberg.  But, if iceberg is less expensive, that may be worth it.

Wednesday?

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I had every intention of being at a meeting Tuesday night.  I woke up a bit ago.  The meeting was to be in about an hour and a half?  So... I was... going to have to push things a bit.  I got the grill going, for steak.  Set up for a shower.  Weighed myself (119.2, it was water that was collecting, which was adding to my weight).  Did blood sugar, which is 128?  Mid to late afternoon, my blood sugar just naturally runs higher at this time of day, regardless of sleep cycle.  But, still, that is an annoyingly high number for having fasted yesterday.  Very annoying.

Then I notice a text.  My new, right, membership card is in.  And, I was asked to take minutes.  Okay, I can, will, do that.  I shot off a quick gratuity for the offer, and update.  And suggested I would see the man in... less than a few hours, was it?  He... told me that was yesterday.  Bleh.

Just can't eat.

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I may have a fatted coffee.  Then go on to bed.  It should be cool enough upstairs.  I'll find out before long.

Someone knocked on my door, but I was in unmentionables or sich.  So, I went upstairs, put something on, but by the time I checked, they were gone.  Checking with the only one who might be more likely to visit.

Why?

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Didn't wake until noon thirty?  One thirty?  Closer to the latter, or after most likely.  It got down to 70/73 upstairs, so I turned the ac down.  And?  It went right back to where it had been.  Low, on the ac, means it doesn't work.  Doesn't do a damned thing.  Still, I slept well enough.  Just woke up a bit peeved at that.

The why though?  Blood sugar is 112 fasting this morning, and weight is 223.4?  Why!?!  I guess I don't care.  I had an extra fatted coffee last night.  Then again, I figured weight might stall, or reverse, until metabolism catches up.  It just took a while for that hitch to catch.  Now I have to wait.  Which is fine.  I probably couldn't have fasted for much longer.  Haven't pooped in a week.  That'll help.

I almost made it to bed a bit earlier.

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No, that isn't quite right.  I DID make it to bed a bit earlier.  However, it was really warm up there.  Or... to my thinking.  I turned the ac on.  But, then, decided to change my wound dressing.  YOUCH!  I really should have done that in the morning.  It... took... everything out of that wound, down to the meat.

Well, okay.  I thought I could recover.  I put the honey back on, this time not using the liquid type along with gauze.  Oh my word did that hurt.  Feet were beginning to swell, so I added compression socks.  But, yes.  That hurt way too much for me to go on to sleep.  So... until that eases a bit, I am awake.

Awake late.

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I went to bed earlier, say 23:00?  I think.  Doesn't matter.  I just slept longer, and later.  I'll... keep at it.  I think I can do it.  I do.

On the good side?  The scale read 221.6 this morning.  I didn't expect metabolism to pick up for another few days to week, so expected, at best, a slow down in weight loss, or even some gains at worst.  I'll gladly take that.  Further, blood sugar is 94 fasting.  That I hoped to continue it's downward trend.  Carnivore food doesn't spike insulin, or disturb it in any way.  I am well into my new trend to lower official weight.

A bit of good and bad.

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I have tried to call my mother.  She simply isn't answering.  Without being sure her answering service works, I haven't left a message.  Maybe she will see I called, maybe she won't.  Verizon, even V to V, is sketchy about that anymore.  They just don't provide solid service, and that is about as good as it gets.  Quality simply isn't available, at any price, these days.  Not in America.

Blood sugar was checked, three or four hours after dinner?  Two?  Something.  It was 109.  I have had doctors suggest they don't mind blood sugar jumping as much as forty points with a meal, and even more through the day after several meals.  Which... tells me they want people to be diabetic.  They... sell the pills.  I'm not sure how most of them sleep at night.  Probably really comfortably, until they wake up in hell?  Probably.

Difficult to eat.

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I was torn as to whether to try to eat the remainder of the steak, or half of it.  I went with half.  And... can't quite finish that.  So... okay.  I had a fatted coffee a few hours ago.  Fine.  I have eaten and taken in enough fat for things to work.

While I am satisfied, I also understand that, until my body gets caught back up, to some extent, my cravings could hit in an instant.  Not so much for carnivore meals, but for else.  The smells?  When driving by fast food places?  Those are as associated with the addiction to their food as the food itself.  Unfortunately, there isn't a means of blocking that.

Down early, up early.

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Earlier.  Not exactly beating the sun.  Better than it has been.  Down around 03:30?  Up at 11:20, or so.  Not bad.  Did food help?  Maybe.  When not eating, I feel like an old cassette tape, dragging, getting caught on something, or nothing at all?  Though, did food help?  Possibly, with resolved to resist the game.  Or... not.  I never truly know.

Blood sugar is 90, fasting.  And, for the first time I think ever?  The weekly average is below one hundred, at 98!  That is a record low for averages, ever, since becoming diabetic.  Yes, I am excited.  A year of that and I am no longer considered diabetic.  I was wondering what food might do to that.  The right food doesn't do much.  Oh, and weight is 223.6.  The loss has slowed.  It may stop.  It might increase.  That will be a temporary happening, until I get my feet back under me, or my metabolism fires back up.  Still, that is the least I have weighed since before I joined the Navy.  I was 220 when I went in, having played football, basketball, and been in track for my four years of highschool.  Though I got up to 240 in the Navy, through working out, swimming, and eating better.  But, I was in much, much, better shape.  Just a slightly plump old ill guy now.  Meh.  Working on it.

Neither food nor coffee.

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Water, sure.  Dinner was enough.  The rest has been bagged for tomorrow.  I wondered if I would be terribly hungry again, in a hurry.  Not.  Not at all.  The water is more for slight thirst?  Not even that, just... trying to make sure to stay hydrated.  No... serious need, or want.  Just... tending it.

I checked blood sugar again.  I was a bit worried.  It is 89.  That... will do nicely.  If I can keep on the diet, and do intermittent fasting.  Plus longer fasts from time to time, I think this will do nicely.  If I keep blood sugar down, below 100, especially with averages, after a month, I may just stop testing.  If I want to add something in, like more salad, or brocolli, cauliflower, or such, I may check while adding it.  Just to make sure.  As well, check to see if I have any negative reactions.

Okay, wasn't sure how that was going to go.

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Ravenous?  Unable to eat?  I wasn't sure what my body would do, when present with food.  I cooked the steak.  Crispy on the outside, rare most of the way through.  Searing top, bottom, and sides.  Then I gave it five minutes to settle.  Finally, it was time.

I had no difficulty waiting through the cooking.  It wasn't difficult to let it rest.  I didn't dig in all that fast, just cutting the thing in half, and beginning on one half.

Who's mocking me?

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Did laugh.  No choice, as I saw things.  But... yeah, kinda.

Uhrm, right?

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Shut up!  Not YOU.  Me?  The world?  No one?  Someone else?  I don't know that!

No, not in a fussy mood.  Just chuckling about the world, and all that jazz.  Just woke up at 14:30?  Or so.  Been feeding Sassy, checking a few thing, minor tinkering first thing.

A rooster, more traffic, and the sun is beginning to tint the sky.

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It's almost six thirty... two minutes to... oh, by... the time stamp does suggest that.  States it, really, plainly, correctly.  It is 47 out there.  Not a major thing, this part of August.  Especially with it being a cooler summer.  It is 69 in the main, 70 up front here.  I had the front door open a bit through the night.  Strangely, I am comfortable enough.

I have certainly tolerated the heat this summer.  Can I adapt to the cold?  I have more things to wear, when it is cold though.  Various levels of thermals, both synthetic and natural fibers.  Though, if indoors, and dry, cotton is your friend.  Especially if you can change it daily, or so.

Down later.

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Much later.  Up later.  I can, on carnivore, push my day and night back into trim.  But, not when playing a game to which I have become addicted.  *sigh*  I can't put the stupid thing down.  A simple (?) survival game.  Though, to be honest?  I thought it would be a quick tosser game.

Play it for a few hours, or days, and it would be shot.  Here I am, a week in, still only... a third of the way through?  At best?  Technically I am only the last mission, with all the gear I need.  But there are... problems.  One doesn't simple walk into Mordor?  Or sich.

Yes?

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Is it six, or seven days now, without food?  Oh, well, I am having a fatted coffee a day.  Down to just one a day.  I had extra cream today, but usually I have between a quarter and half a cup.  I am reducing water intake, to... three to four cans a day?  Sometimes five, but trying to keep it down.

Something interesting, to me, is that I don't pee through the night anymore.  Or haven't in a goodly while.  I have to pee like a race horse in the morning, so rush to put on pj's, if I'm not wearing them, and a t if not wearing one.  As it gets cooler, I will be wearing those right on to bed at night.  Maybe even longjohns.  But, with it in the low to mid 70s, I go with just unders for now, usually.

Nope!

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Not to sleep, again, until 03:30.  Up at 12:30.  I did get the bandaging changed.  Used a new method, the doctor had suggested.  The skin is a bit sore, but... okay.  The wound looked pretty good.  Smelled good.  Yes, smelling is a part of tending wounds, like it or not.  That is attended.  Nice.  It isn't hurting today.  Also good.  The hurt means the honey is... encountering something?

Blood sugar is 105 fasting.  Weight is 226.2.  Very good.  Downing water and electrolytes now.  Will add waterpills and potassium.  Any time I take waterpills, I have to take potassium.  Balancing the stuff, I guess.  But it works.  Some things I will work with the doctor regarding, statins can get stuffed somewhere unmentionable.  As well as insulin "medicines".

Ugh.

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Just one fatted coffee.  Three waters, so far.  Blood sugar is 86.  Good.

I need to open things up, to get meat out.  Steaks are in the fridge, but burger is in the drop-in freezer.  Which... has stuff on it.  Two steaks out, a three pound burger pack... to be fried and stored.  Adding into things.

Afternoon already!

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I woke at around noonthirty.  It was 75 near me, up there, and 73 in the main with two windows open and a fan going, 72 everywhere down here with everything buttoned up, and 67 outdoors.  Stormy looking out there.  Not crashing down on us, but could tighten and pound at any moment.  Sort of expect it today, perhaps tomorrow, maybe both, and more?  Or... it'll all sneak off to Iowa.  Never can tell with certainty.

Weight is 227.2 this morning, blood sugar is 109 fasting (obviously).  With weekly, biweekly, and monthly averages as follows: 120, 133, and 153 perspectivally.  Good, very good.  And getting better.

Today?  I just... have to wake up.  The goals haven't changed.  Living room clearing, and cleaning.  That's all.  Oh, and pulling meat out to thaw.  Not even really all that hungry.  May just eat a day or two, to pump metabolism, then go back to fasting.  Bleh.  Later.

About bedtime.

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I didn't get to work today.  Fasting, extended fasting, is having a deleterious effect.  More just slowing down thought, as much as tiring the body.  A few more days, and I'll begin eating again.  I'll pull steak and burger out of the freezer tomorrow.  Let it thaw overnight, and begin eating.

On the good side, blood sugar is 78 tonight.  I finally broke the 130 range (when I didn't eat poorly and jack it to the two or three hundred ranges, bleh) it was sticking at.  Which is the largest part of whyfor the fast.  As well, I had the first bm in days.  Without eating, I was sort of surprised.  Just one fatted coffee today, and five cans of water.  Curious what the weight will be tomorrow.  I can't remember how many days since I ate, but it's... been a while.

Having some difficulty.

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Plans are good.  Implementation is awful.  Can't... stand, get going, find wind for my wings as it were.  Not that any thing, directly, is wrong, or even off?  No energy.  Which... makes sense with the smallest amount of consideration.  I haven't eaten in... three, four, maybe five days?  Well, fatted coffee, but trying to keep that to once a day... if even that is proving more... complex than simply willable.

Up at 11:30, or so.  I didn't get to bed until... after three, four?  So... not awful, just offset because of the bedtime.  No ac, upstairs or down.  The coolest I saw it out there was 52, I think, as I was going to bed.  But felt some chill winds through the night.  Not enough to close up, enough to wake me lightly... wake enough to decide some things.

Good to be useful.

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A friend will be cutting a limb, or more.  My guess is it is dangerous, peculiar, and difficult.  Which... is why he is doing it.  Yeah, it's half how I pick them.  Anyway.  He needed a climbing harness.  Two?  Two, though... maybe he will be having a helper?  They have one.  I don't mind.  Take what you need.  I have some pro-level climbing gear.  He just needed those and some carbineers.  All good.

Brought the nephew.  Growing... like a weed.  I am always amazed at how fast the younglings grow.  Turn around and he's a foot taller.

Up and at it.

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A bit later today.  Not until 10:30.  There is a reason.  It ended up a bit warm up there.  I had to close the window in the wee hours, cold wind was blowing in.  Bitterly cold?  Yes, it felt terribly cold.  Cut right through the blanket.  Just had one on, but that cold was desperate, for my condition.  So I closed the window.

Just the one near me, as it was blowing from the east, an unusual thing.  Often a sign, if there are such things.  Either a very good, or very ill one, if I were into such things.  God... does whisper, from time to time.  Not just in the ear?  But in the world too.  The dark one doesn't have this gift.

Someone is really... doing homework.

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I do enjoy the show.  Remembering me to them?  Remembering us?  Certainly seeing what is being thought on one side, if too rejected from my side.

And... this?  I think it is understanding.  And... a farewell?  I don't know.  A brother sort... seems to understand.  I do, too?

A good night.

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Weary enough to sleep, soon?  Maybe.  I want to stay up long enough to feed Sassy again.  Oh, and I would like to sort out her litter boxes.  Fresh, top down.

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It's been two and a half, or three days, of not eating.  Having a fatted coffee and a half, average, a day... or... such.  Cutting water intake, medicines stopped, but vitamins, minerals, and electrolytes being kept on tap.  Not a huge cut in water intake, just from six to four cans?  Or so.  Three to five, just depends.

What do you know.

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Speak into the ear, name the name, and... poof... email works.

*rictus grins*

Woah.

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Looking around on my google account?  Four devices hooked on it.  Not... anymore.  Had trouble with the samsung account too.  That may have been stolen?  In any case, it is back, and no other devices are connected.  Though, maybe, I disallowed my computer.  But there were definitely three (other than my) phones connected.  Will have to figure out the computer.  For now, the computer can't check email any longer.  The phone can, for now.  Nasty business.

It's 16:05, and right at 79 in this front room.  All good.  It is 77 in the main area, downstairs.  I'm not worried about upstairs.  I haven't and won't check outdoors, but I suspect it's in the high 80s to low 90s.  Though... it might be higher.  Even so, I am comfortable.

A good sleep.

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A better wake.  Up at about six thirty.  Waking regularly, and early?  I do have the alarms set, one for six, one for eight.  Usually making it slightly after the first.  Sometimes after the second.  Though... once in a great while, I can't get up until... later.  Even so, I am usually awake in the morning.  Going to bed earlier, by midnight.  Why?

Well, back on the carnivore diet?  That helps.  It's still warm.  It was down to 52 this morning, outside.  Inside it was 77 upstairs, near me and in the main.  No ac yesterday, just a fan up there.  It is, or was, 73 in the main, down here, and 74 in this front room.  It's 76 now.  I may open the front door, let some cool air in before it runs too hot out there.

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A rather fast and second response.

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Someone has a long memory.  I didn't think any of the old ones, who might remember, were still around?  Let alone, if so, paying attention, watching?

The terrible beauty of some memory.

A response before I even published?

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That was FAST.

She doesn't see it.

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I do.  Flirting?  Well, something like that.  Okay, not even I would call it that.  Someone is a bit... unhappy.  Wow.

Yeah, they started rolling in.  And... I... saw it in other places, other ways.  Yes, yes I did.  Felt it, too.  Not just one, not just nearby, further out a tiny bit, a bit more, and further out.  Did I... mention that I have a way with women?  Oh?  Oh.

Lots of entertainment in the news.

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Take a looksee at it.  You may not get it in your feed.  And, to be honest, I have had to pick through the bones.  But it's... definitely out there.  Almost wondering if the fear of what is coming is causing the scabs to eat their own in even greater numbers and with more relish?  Or mustard?  :p

Dancing on graves?  Laughing at deplatforming of all sorts?  You don't say.  But, really, not me.  Just understanding what happens when a boomerang is thrown, in theory.  But should that actually work, what happens when it or a mechanism like it, does work.

Well, looks like that is... arranged?

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When the wife says no, and absolutely puts her foot down?  No it is.  I'm... not judging.  Well, the feminine, a bit.  But, even in this case?  I... understand.  I see the point.  The clan is pretty powerful.  Being not of the clan is... difficult.  I get it.  So, it's not just... a simple thing.  Social and familial order, power structures, and such, are... powerful things.  Finances are also potent matters.  Sometimes one will take precedence, sometimes the other.

I doubt if I even understand fully.  Or get it completely.  But... I think I get it well enough to have some inkling of the reasoning.  Of course, the loss is... significant, even now.  But, the price would have been steep in every way.

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Up already?

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Sometime before midnight, maybe after, but within an hour either way, I went down.  Well.  No ac.  Again last night?  I think I have been turning it off most nights, lately.  But, this time, it was never turned on.  A fan was going, two windows open.  It was 77 near me, 75 in the main, but that was more than reasonable.  Downstairs it is 70 in the main, 72 up in the front room, with the place about as open as it gets.  I am quite comfortable in unders, shorts, a short sleeve henley, and a baseball cap.  No socks, but I do wear the clogs.

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About those?  They are... oddly very uncomfortably comfortable.  What do I mean?  Have you ever worn clogs?  Capital letter clogs, as in the brand?  Oh, wait, crocs is what their brand name is, they are clogs, made by crocs?  Right.  Anyway.  If you haven't worn them, you won't get it.

Well, some feedback?

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The loops I am being kept in are still functioning.  But, not... exactly at any pace of great or even tempo?  Methinks.  Still, the sun moves, the clouds come and go... and come back.  And... information is shared.

Insurance?  I received a quote yesterday, that I had agreed already.  However, good to... be certain.  Though the numbers had to be crunched more accurately?  Perhaps.  Oh, not fussing.  Not... with folk.  With reality, more?  Something like that.  Then, today, the signatory epaperwork sent.

Up at?

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Was it nine, half after?  Something in that range.  Fairly cool up there, even with the ac off at bedtime, if that was later... after one some short or mid bit.  It was 60 outside then.  Here at nearing noon thirty, it's running 87.  But it... feels cooler than it reads.  Hazy out there.  Terribly hazy.  At upper levels,  Just shadowed down at the surface.

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Hearing nothing back, from anyone.  Lots of things, but... no.  I understand.  Betting against the house, figuratively, and literally?  If you win, I suppose it would work.  If you lose?  Not so much.  I can't win, but that is why I don't bet.  I make fair offers.  Walk from it?  We'll talk.  But not on the same terms or grounds.  If I have to bull through, take the risk on my own, and hope in fear?  That... will cost.

So very long.

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The phone was checked on.  It was in.  So, after a bit of waking, in I went.  It takes forever to get the phone set up and going.  Tech, google, samsung, and all the rest.  It is horrible to get that done.  Hours and hours and hours.

First buying it, choosing things.  It is made to be slow.  And they sell you things along the way, upgrades, add-ons, etc.  No, it's... terrible.

She has been on my mind.

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Well, my mother too.  So I tried, again, to call her.  Earlier through the day.  And, finally, just now.  She answered.  We had a good talk.  She is aging.  It is difficult for her.  But, we try.  Does she understand?  I think so.  She doesn't want to understand, always.  The beloved children, of any parent, are heartbreaking.  Even... when we love?  Maybe more so.

Still, we had a good talk.  I have been trying to call her.  But she was at an extended wake of one of the grandsons of her dear friend.  The mother lost her only child, and a good one.  Some wounds can't heal.  Mother has a way with... those going, and those remaining.  She just does, or did.  It's a difficult grace to be granted.  But a blessed one.

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Three stops.

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First to my former insurance office.  The fellow I have been working with was in.  He arrived after I had stumbled back to an informal meeting.  We had a reasonable conversation.  I let him know my diatribe wasn't... personal.  And that I wasn't angry with him.  Even if he made the choice, his decisions are based on corporate rules.  So...  Still, even we aren't going to be doing business, I don't want anyone to fear seeing me on the street or such.

I got the paperwork I needed there, and more?  Okay.  I had only meant to pick up one section of the insurance.  But he thought I might need both.  Now, he does work in the business, so... would know, and more than I.  I was surprised but accepted gratefully.

Offer, counter offer.

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Even talking about that much money is horrifying.  Worse, getting that close to a trigger.  Close enough to... cause a heart leap or two, the second one when he was... considering my counter.  Both ways, I would guess.  Just remember, it is business.  But, it sure doesn't always feel like it.  I forgot to offer steak.  Oh well,  He probably wouldn't have taken it.  When the brain gets focused?  Yeah.

He gave me his numbers.  Which weren't... far.  I offered mine.  No budge, either way.  And... not, as I said, that far off.  But... a bridge too far both ways.  On the good side, he did indicate what he thought he could sell it at, refurbed.  My guess is that was... his bottom line, not what... he hoped, or wanted.  Certainly not what he would offer it for (or, at least, without expecting a bidding war).

Showing the place.

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To a private buyer.  Sure, it's rough.  Sure, he will lowball it, hard.  Of course I can't take the bid.  But, this... is round one.

When he looks, plans, offers?  I know I will turn him down, unless he surprises me.  A lot.  He won't.  He can't.  They don't do that.

Two thirty, three.

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Three thirty going on four.  Awake.  I turned off the ac up there, changed which fan is going, opened the windows.  Didn't look at the temps, but in the low 70s.  Covered a few things up, pulled a few things out.  May do a bit more of that down here.  Set water to boil, set up coffee for when that goes.  Will have medicine shortly.

It is 62 outdoors, the low 70s front and main down here.  Good.  I have the place open, and airing out.  I won't feed Sassy until later.  Too early.

Difficult, but good?

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It cooled off.  At 20:30 it was down to 76.  Here at 21:26, I thought I'd check again... only down to 75.  It is 80, here in this front room.  Cooler in the main, probably much cooler upstairs.  It's good.

I got medicine in, vitamins, minerals, and the antibiotic.  I'm doing well at keeping medicine in, in spite of getting beat up with this and that work, task, offer or proposal to wade through, and business elsewise.  So many things are hitting at once.  And, yet, I have to keep up.

Nice.

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Not today, but soon?  Insurance, should be tended.  An offer on the house.  Ideas, things, goings, doings.  Nothing too absolutely fast.  Nothing too slow.  This, that, the other thing.

Exhausted.  But having a second fatted coffee.  No food.  I just... don't want to eat.  Can't eat?  Something.  Maybe tomorrow.  Maybe not.

This and that.

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Someone will be looking soon, to place a bid.  Not looking like the numbers I want, but... with just a bit of a boost, maybe?  If some things stayed, I'd want more.  If it is a key drop?  Cool, but I'll need time to sell some things.  I won't give a steal deal, and have to short time it, plus leave all assets.  No.  One, maybe.  The other, okay.  Not both.  You don't get freebies going both ways.

The idea of getting out, near the angle I want, with some loses and some benefits, at near the price?  Not optimal, but...  Could find a place to rent.  Do want to get the eye surgeries, if going overseas.  And, need to get paperwork squared, visa obtained, and some government paperwork set up.  Would take a year.  Still doubt if I we will get even close.  But... you never know.  There is some small hope.

On the good side?

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We'll see.  But, it... looks like the offer went through, for a better insurance package.  It can be postdated?  Or such.  Just emailed acceptance, back.  Let her know how I would like to pay.  As well, asked how she would prefer to proceed... via email, text, call.  Now I just get to wait.

No guarantee.  Insurance companies can, do, change their minds.  But, I'll run with it for as long as I can.  Can get a discount, for full year pay.  And, usually, I could do that.  But between a new fridge, dish washing machine, the repairs to the house already done, paid, part paid, and some other things?  Not this year.  But... next year, probably yes.  Unless some other huge squeeze arrives.  As a fact, I'll save extra so that it won't be a squeeze itself?  Isn't... that always the plan?

A tough morning.

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The night wasn't all that easy either.  Down by 22:30?  Or so.  Awake by 00:30.  Down again, finally, at four.  The alarm started going off at six.  A few snoozes, then I shut it off, with the second alarm at seven.  I woke up a bit before seven, got down to feed Sassy, set up coffee, brush my teeth, and hoped for a shower.

Just... there wasn't time to get a shower in.  I had an appointment at 08:15, then needed to visit the phone store, get that reset.

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Troubles.

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Nothing back from the hoped insurance.  The previous insurer called back.  Said one company might take it, for $3700, just for the house.  Which is well over double, or more.  Of course, he did say they would probably just put so many demands on the property, that they would essentially be turning me down.

I told him that they are trying to force me out of my home.  They will end up making me homeless.  Which is their intention.  Between controlling who can be insured, who will buy any property and for how much (or little), and controlling the financials as to who can buy and sell, they are shoving the poor out of our homes, to then steal them.

Rough!

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I had to get in, to the bank, to the cellphone shop.  I had hoped to do a few other things, but it's just not possible.

The phone was not being paid, and should have been.  Bank said the card was good.  But the phone company said I was using a different card?  That card gets busy, at the first of the month.  So, no.  It wasn't that one.  But it was?  I don't know how or why.  I may have used that card at one time, a long time ago.  But it shouldn't be the one on record... specifically because it gets busy at the first of the month.

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An odd night.

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It was just too cold!  I had to turn the ac off, and open the windows.  Then it got really warm.  Not all that much difference between 73 and 77, but it... was difficult.  Why was 73 so frigid seeming to the senses, and 77 so hot?  Whatever, I finally got used to it being warm, then slept well.  But 73 was just too cold.  My legs ached from the cold?  Very strange.

Still, I was able to wake, get everything off and the windows open, then get back to bed in very quick, short, order.  Plus let Sassy know the ac was off.  She can handle a fan, but not the ac.  She didn't arrive immediately, but I woke to her sneaking in later.  I can hear her, even with the fan blasting me.

Good, I suspect.

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It was already up to 88 by 09:30, right?  I think so.  And, here it is, 17:32, and... it's at 87/88 yet.  I have checked several times.  If it was warmer, I didn't see it.  Though, always slightly possible that it went up and came back down, if highly unlikely.  It is 80 in this front room, with the fan going.  At about 73 in the main area, living room, and kitchen?

The ac is going in the main downstairs area, and upstairs.  Probably in the 70 to 73 range upstairs.  I like to have it cooler when it stays warm most of the day.  Even the 80 temp up front, with the fan and ac's going, seems cool?  Pleasant enough.  More so when I can cool off in the other places, should I need a little time off.  It's only when it is 80 everywhere, or more, that it will get to me.  I need a cooling spot, even if just for moments.

Up at 9:30, or so.

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It was already 78 outdoors.  If clouds are billowing, growing, moving.  No storming yet.  Maybe it will just pass through.  But very warm for this early, and that stormlike out there.  I was sort of put off by the heat at this early of an hour, with the look of rain.  No smell of it, but sometimes rain sneaks up on us.

The upstairs had cooled, 73 near me, 70 in the main.  It is 73 downstairs, in the main, if 75 or 76 when I woke.  Up a degree, so far, up front.

Awake far too early.

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It was a couple of things which disturbed me.  The leg wound was howling, hurting, angry.  I have let it go for a week, without bothering it.  In spite of showing through, bleeding fairly obviously.  As well, it seems warm?  The temp only read 74 up there, near me.  And only 70 in the main, with the ac and a fan running.  Which is pretty normal.  Not the coolest, but definitely not the warmest.

It must be the humidity?  Hmm, down here it is only reading 44%.  Which, given that it seems to be in some form of inversion or weather system moved in, on top of a sense of the monsoon beginning to show?  Really, that isn't particularly high either.  It sort of has the feel, in the air?  Sort of, but it isn't reading as humid, or particularly humid?  It hasn't been the driest of summers.  Nor the wettest, by readings.  The rain from a few days ago, week ago, is gone.  What is here is from whatever weather front moved in, or... whatever that is.

Ah, something else.

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A shower.  Needed.  Teeth tended.  Haven't been keeping up on these things.  Well, not quite as well as I should.  Clean, tended, for now.

Then to town.  A stop at the bank.  A bit of cash.  Then on to the store.  I wanted to see what steak was available.  Thick cut sirloin, and a smaller ribeye roast.  Not tiny, just not the biggest.  Of course I had to cut that, but okay.

Not bad.

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I did get the side roof as done as I could do.  Then moved the ladder to the front roof.  I did take a rather long break.  And it was warm out there, 88.  I think it had warmed a bit more, but haze, high level fog, smog, or something moved in and cooled it just a bit.  Even so, that was pretty warm.

I was able to get the ladder moved, and up on the roof.  the front roof isn't, wasn't, too bad.  I cleared it off, a bit.  About as well as I can do it without a blower or the compressor.  I didn't think I was up to getting the compressor out and set up.  I did call around about the leaf blower.  It is located.  Monday, I am told.  Okay.

A couple of tricks.

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I recently received an email, about a subscription I didn't want.  On my phone.  Maybe I did buy in, at once.  Maybe I didn't?  I couldn't, last time this happened, figure out how to unsubscribe in time.  But, when the company emailed to let me know the payment had cleared, I asked them to scrub that, and stop the sub.

To their good, they did so without any real fuss.  I explained I am old, ill, and not a tech nerd.  Couldn't sort out how to cut it.  I had even changed my card, having my bank cancel the old one.  Didn't matter, they somehow used it anyway?  No.  I... really didn't like that.  I told my bank I lost the card, so they sent a new one.  And somehow they were still able to charge it.

This, that, and the other thing.

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An email, from my original insurer.  He... has a possible quote, but only if everything is done, plus he wanted pictures.  I had already told him not everything was, or even could be, done.  He... didn't read my email, at all, it seems.  Or, that wasn't important?  As well, I don't do pictures.

I didn't burn the bridge, to the best of my ability.  But I let him know, again, that everything wasn't done.  And that I don't do pictures.  But that I have a quote from two other companies.  I let him know what those were, or roughly.  Given that insurance often falls through on a whim, or something missed, or etc.  To give him something to compare.

A good night.

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Down at around 21:00.  After to as much as half after?  Or so.  I did wake a time or two?  If one after a dream, on just as I was waking at the end, so a really good sleep.  I'm not even sure I wake up in the middle, more like just a bump, while falling asleep?

I had to turn the ac on, being as warm as it was yesterday again.  And having had the ac's and fans, mostly, off save one upstairs and the ceiling fan going.  It had gotten into the mid 80s up there, 83 in the main.  With the ac running, and a fan up there, even in that heat I was able to get on to sleep fairly well, while it slowly cooled.  Neither heat nor cold ended up being an issue, once I tucked in, if I think I kicked out and tucked back in from time to time.  Easy though, wasn't so tired it was a fight either way.

I should have changed my wound dressing yesterday.  I'll get to it today.  Hoping to get a shower in before long?  Though I'd like to see if I can move the ladder into place, maybe get up on it, and onto the roof.  I have three to work on.  All fairly flat, if getting from the ladder to the roof is a bit of a trick.  It isn't a lot of work, the clearing.  It is just getting the ladder moved, and then getting from it to the roof.  Old.  Ill.  I will see.

Still 80 in the front room.

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Getting late, or later.  It is 77 outdoors, 80 up front here, 74 in the main, hopefully cooler upstairs.  Can smell smoke, outdoors.  Someone burning something out there?  Hopefully with care.  It's a dangerous time to be lighting fires, I have to say that.

Nothing but water, since testing early.  If I suspect blood sugar would still, somehow, be up.  So I'm not going to bother testing.  I'll do that in the morning, as well as weighing in again, before eating or drinking.

Maybe?

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One quote.  Seems solid.  But, when the tires are kicked, will it hold?  I don't know.  However, even if that doesn't, there is another option.  It isn't as inexpensive.  It would be the home on one plan, the vehicles on another.  So, if all else falls through, then maybe.

I tried to call back, but I had two other calls, to dig through first.  Wasn't sure... which was who.  I had some number of things to check.  I'll call tomorrow.  But good.  I have a name and a number.  And... another name and number if that doesn't work, or fails, falls through.

Maybe?

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One strike.  One maybe?  A quote is being formulated.  The other company was a flat no.  One other company called, of the three (other) companies who offer insurance in my area.  I won't know if they will offer a quote, either, until they contact me back.  Including auto, motorcycle, and home.  Not that that makes any real difference.  I supposed if you had a farm, home, half dozen vehicles, side business or two, that would give them more interest?  Or... do they even care, anymore?

My original company wants me to know they are still working on it.  But they... gave me a few weeks heads up, then didn't offer the insurance back, even when I took care of (most of) the problems?  They don't have... any vacations to sell.  At this point, it's goes to the best bid for the value.  Especially since they don't have... anything right out of the blocks.  If they had chop-chopped, I wouldn't have bothered.  Now that I am sweating it, all bets are off.  Don't freak out paranoid old farts, with losing their home, or paying huge fines, or such.  Don't.

I tried one of the petite sirloins.  Bleh.  First, overcooked a bit.  Might try a new one.  But, even rare, I think this is going to be... pretty horrible?  I'll... try again.  Between calls, and such, though, it is difficult to keep up on the cooking.  Ugh!

Ah, received a call from the homeopathic clinic.  They don't do toxin screening.  But, after looking closer?  They seemed to be chiropractic?  That... isn't what I was hoping.  I was hoping an actual doctor, doing specialized practice.  Custom stuff.  But no.  I... don't do chiropractic.

Now just waiting for any possible of two various sources of quotes, and another yeah or nay on a company for a third set of possible quotes.  Bleh.  Always something.

The roof needs work, not sure I can do it quite yet today.  I have to Monday to do it myself, at least?  Tomorrow, maybe?  If I can.  A bit rough, but slightly better, today.  May have to get the outbuilding painted.  But can't afford it this month.  Not sure I could paint it, myself.  That's... just... pushing things probably beyond my ability.  It's just one side of it.  The rest is good, solid.  And, yes, they said it is required.  And, any other insurer may require it too.  So... okay.

Lots of flops, and flips, currently.  But... okay.  Will just keep on, and at, it... as possible.  Later.

Looks like no insurance.

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It had seemed as if the company I had been using would be able to reset.  But that became not the case.  Then, they seemed to be willing to see if some of their other companies would insure.  But, that too, seems not to be the case.  I doubt if I am the only one running into this problem.  But, it is what it is.

Trying to find other carriers, at other companies, at this point.  Though, honestly, not sure where to even start.  They have been my insurance company, for auto and home, for... fourteen years.  Not any more.

We'll see.  This could go really bad, really quickly.  As in, losing the house.  If I suspect that is the point.

Up at 05:30.

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Not even sure when I went to bed.  Probably after 17:00.  Just as likely after 18:00?  Did I make it to 20:00?  I just can't remember.  It was pretty warm up there, perhaps 82?  It is 77, near me, this morning, but only 73 in the main.  That doesn't make sense.  Two fans going, no ac's in the house... for days, a week now?  

It is 71 up front here, 72 in the main room and kitchen.  And it was 54 outside, when I woke up.  Not exactly cold, but as I suggested, in Charleston, South Carolina?  They would put their parkas, was it, on when it hit 51.  It's been that cool some mornings.  Though, not through the day.  I think it snowed once, while I was there?  It was dangerous to drive in the rain, there.  The snow was outright suicide to drive in.  Southerners do NOT do snow well.  As a fact, it seems they... try to drive the opposite of how they should, in spite of having so little snow that it couldn't possibly impact driving!?!  It was crazy there.

Imagine driving when there is snow, and doing the exact opposite of how you should.  Now?  Imagine there isn't any snow on the ground?  More accidents than I could count.  They simply couldn't deal with white stuff on the ground.

Anyway.  I just have to laugh every time I remember being there.  Mice... and elephants.  By the way?  Elephants really are afraid of mice.  As are most women.  Life is good with such things to understand.  If my mother wasn't so old, I'd send her a fake snake too, wrapped as a gift.  I miss when we were younger.

Today?  I don't know.  Still a bit tired.  But I think I am feeling a bit better?  Friday, right?  I have left the bandage on for a week.  Will be changing it today.  Will have to change it in half a week, for that is when the next appointment is.  But, after this, the goal is to leave it alone for a week at a time.  See if that helps it heal better.

The honey will be used this time.  I doubt if they will continue with the honey.  That is usually only a two week thing.  Though, who knows.  Being on antibiotics might help?  Can't be sure.  But it doesn't hurt as much, around the wound, from what I can roughly tell?

Blood sugar is 175 fasting, which just doesn't make sense.  Steak, fatted coffee (and very light on the fats), and water is all I have had in the last five days?  Plus a day or two of fasting thrown in, on top of intermittent fasting on the days I do eat.  Bah.  But, weight is down to 230.2, which is down four point four pounds?  And, down ten pounds or more from the time before that.  So I am definitely losing some weight again, and I feel like it is showing is size loss more than even weight loss?

Seems?  Feels?  Looks?  These are tricky.  Never exactly certain any of that makes sense, or follows through.  But... I think so.

A serious relief?

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Something didn't sit well, with a recent hospital visit.  The nurse was... acting odd.  Have you ever felt... judged?  Given the ol' stink-eye?  I didn't think too much about it.  Who knows what it was about.  But, yes, it was there.  I just... couldn't place what it was about.

They put in a intravenous connector.  They always do in ER.  This time, though, they used it.  First to add fluids, electrolytes, and such.  They didn't tell me why, but in speaking with others, they do that if bp is low?  Okay.  Which is fine.  Then, later, I was told they wanted to give me a liquid form of the antibiotic they were going to put me on.

Hmm?

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No, I didn't make it back to bed.  Here it is, 09:15.  Here I sit.  A bit chilled.  With the front door closed, no fans going save the ceiling fan and maybe a fan upstairs, it is just to 72 in this front room.  Very cool.  Peculiarly cool for this time of year.  If... some of my new and old tricks, combined, have changed the whole system here in my home.  Humidity is ready 45, which is a bit higher, given no rain in a few days.

Blood sugar was 196 a bit ago.  I tested it because I was feeling a bit weak?  Dizzy?  Not... terribly so, but just... the edge of something.  I assumed blood sugar had taken a downward spike.  Not so much.  Our of frustration, I had a fatted coffee.  A much lighter one, just a quarter cup of cream.  I have no idea why blood sugar is staying elevated, unless the antibiotics, or infection, have that affect.  Though, as mentioned, I have some suspicions.  Need to check a few things.

Finally back to bed?

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Just hitting 02:25.  Cooling, down to 75 in this front room.  Open, with a fan going, but no ac used through the day, upstairs or down.  A first in a few weeks?  Or so.  Probably closer to a month or two.  Even when I would use the ac, this room wouldn't often be this cool by this time.  It really is feeling more like fall.

No more food, tonight.  Just not hungry.  Nothing to drink.  Tea, tomorrow.  Maybe the rest of the steak.  Or not.  If I have yogurt, or cottage cheese, it will be without fruit or sweetener.  Or tea or coffee.  Though would like to go with non-caffeinated tea, again, if I go that way.

A difficult time.

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Certainly not the worst I have had.  Waking at 21:30?  Give or take an quarter hour.  It was a pretty warm sleep.  Hot, really.  It was up to 79 up near me, 77 in the main.  Which really isn't hot.  So I had to think about it.  Ah.  I have a mild fever.  The infection sort of kicked in.  Wondered why I have been so weak, on top of other things.  Including feeling warm.  Fevers do that, hollow me out a bit, weaken me a lot.

Most of the simpler symptoms of the infection are mainly improving.  Going to the bathroom still takes a bit of effort.  But it doesn't hurt, burn, or else.  And, while I was told what hurt, on my back, wasn't my kidneys?  Whatever that was, it has improved.  Though, perhaps that is due to the new chair?

Steak and tech.

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I keep trying earbuds for the phone, and other things.  I just don't seem to have much luck getting them to work.  I'd love to put some music on my phone.  Though that just hasn't worked well, to date either.  I finally ordered a more expensive, but not nosebleed pricy, earbuds.

I have hooked them up before, other brands.  But always had trouble keeping them connected, while talking.  Never did get music to work.  Not sure how best to do that.  Phones have systems for it, but not... good systems.  And I honestly don't trust most apps.  They just steal data, open your phone to hacking, phishing, and else.

I haven't figured the things out completely.  And I am deciding if they buds even fit.  The mediums seem a bit big, the smalls far too small.  I may have to just return them.  Before ever even getting to try them out.  They were on a reasonable sale, but the next tier up is... double.  Not sure I want to spend that much on things that aren't seriously waterproof, have tracking methods, and such.  It's possible, would have to look them over.  Not into apple, so it would probably samsung.  I looked at various of the beats before buying.  If I had realized they had the idiot spot man I wouldn't have bought them.  But, sold to a different company, it is what it is, now.

Though, do any of these companies think when hiring names?  Not well.

While doing that I got the last of the new york strips cooked.  Had to change the propane tank.  Not bad, really.  This time, this one lasted me two to three months, if I haven't been using it all that often.  Had used it a while before the cold made cooking out there impossible.  It wasn't the cold, for me.  It was tank pressure issues.

The steak was very good.  Keeping it mostly rare is wonderful.  New york strips have, sometimes, a bit of gristle in there, or hard fat caps, or such.  But I don't even mind that.  I had thought to try to get through the whole thing, but I just can't eat that much.  Which does make it complicated, trying to get more fat and protein in.  Will try ribeye this coming month.  And try to eat more, drinking less.

Just non-caffeinated herbal tea today, other than water, electrolytes, vitamins, minerals, and antibiotics.  All in now.  I'll probably try to go without caffeine for another day or two.  So, also, without cream.  No fruit.  Just meat, water, some salt, electrolytes.  And, if I can do that, consider an honest several day fast, if without medicine (save antibiotics, minerals, electrolytes, and vitamins).  Just heart medicine reduction.  For longer fasts, it's best to put those aside.  Don't need them, unless water begins causing bloat.

Blood sugar is still staying in the 180s.  Gah!

On to bed, I think.  I hurt.  The infection, and antibiotics, is sort of beating me up.  I did make it to early afternoon.  That is good.  Meant to make a call or two, but no.  Sounds like the window will arrive by the 6th.  All good.  But, for me, the day is done.  Goodnight.

Not a walk this morning.

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It is a goal, to begin.  Possibly even in the winter, on bright mornings?  Maybe.  But, certainly, going forward, on brighter days through the rest of summer and fall.  Depending, too, if there is room on the side of the road, not too much snow or ice, and such.

Today is still a bit dark.  The sun is trying to come out, but isn't making it all that well.  Inversion?  High level fog/smog?  clouds up there?  It's odd.  Has been this way for a while.  Further, my foot really hurts.  I can limp around, but not walk well.  As well, I am tired.  I may just get the tea in, herbal, unsweetened.  Get medicine in with that.  Then go on back to bed.

Up at around four?

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Something like that.  It is just hitting 05:10.  Sassy was fed.  She slept with me some of the night?  Actually, all of the night.  But slept over beside my bedroll rather than in it, with me.  Which is fine.  I gave her some attention through the night.  Ears, her neck, and the top of her head are her favorites.  I just itch, make the motion, she arranges herself to be itched where she prefers.

It was 75 up there, near me, 72 in the main, 72 to 70 down here, and 52 outside.  Sort of a strange thing.  No ac's were running.  The ceiling fan downstairs, and a fan upstairs, everything else mostly open.  Pleasant.  Neither too hot nor too cool, didn't need to tuck into the blankets, but enjoyed being lightly wrapped in one of them?

Nothing fancy.

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I would like to have had dinner.  I can't cook?  More I couldn't eat.  I want food, I just can't eat, consume, digest it.  Not even a fatted coffee.  Just... nothing.  If I were able to digest something, I'd have cottage cheese.  Not tonight.  Or a custard, or carnivore cheese cake.  Again, not tonight.  tomorrow?  Maybe.

Still tired.  Had hoped to wake up.  It's not happening.  The weather feels as if we are already into September, or even October.  Some Octobers can be rather warm.  Not all of them.  But, this wouldn't even feel like a particularly warm October either.  Just... more average.  For now.  Who knows, maybe it will warm back up.  I expect it to warm.  All but certain it will.  But, once it begins bobbing down into the 70's for the day, the warming bounces just don't usually get too much higher, or for long.  Fall is here, or just so close it almost doesn't matter?

Up, for hours now.

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Down to 70, outdoors, last I looked.  77 to 75 indoors, with no fans or ac's running.  Well, the ceiling fan in the living room.  I slept very well, though strangely cold.  I sleep more warm seeming when it is closer to 70.  In the mid to upper 70s my legs just feel like they are freezing!  I used the same number of blankets, bundle the same.  It just doesn't make sense.

I called the store, to see how late the pharmacy is open.  I had plenty of time, but needed a shower, to dress, and get there.  It was an incredibly push to do those things.  Probably making it with an half hour, if starting out with more like two hours, almost three, before they closed.  I just... getting going was difficult.

Cool, boys and girls.

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I'd even say cold.  It is 70 to 71, inside and out, everywhere hereabouts.  That... is cold.  Cloudy?  Definitely hazy, but at higher elevations up.  Not like ground fog.  If mostly along the Wasatch front, not so much overhead or to the west.  A very strange, chilling, atmospheric or weather condition.  It doesn't have the feel of an inversion, but maybe?  I've not quite gotten to where I quite understand those yet.

The leftover steak, a fatted coffee (if using a lot less cream), water, electrolytes, and morning medicine in, down.  Thinking a nap would be good.  So cold.  A few hours down would be nice.  I won't even close up the upstairs, and turn on the ac.  Just leave it open, if keep a fan going up there.

Up at 2:30.

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Give or take.  It was really cool up there, 66 in the main, 70 near me.  Strangely, I slept extremely well.  When it is in the upper 70s, I seem too cold.  At 70, I tuck in, like a bug in a rug, and sleep so warm!  Almost hot.  Very strange.  It all works, either way, honestly.  I could, possibly, begin cutting using the ac, even putting it on a timer.  Just run it long enough to take the edge off as I go to sleep.

I didn't run the ac downstairs yesterday.  Only running the overhead fan and the fan out front here, mostly?  Might have turned the fan on in the living room for a bit, but decided pretty quickly that that wasn't needed.