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There are good and bad things about most states. And, while Utah has it's bad, it also has it's good. Not often will you find a construction that comes off like this.
Yes, you heard that right, a city/state construction project that was built ahead of schedule and underbudget, and yeah, that is expected now. But too, the construction wasn't just to "create and save jobs". It is a functionally well thought out infrastructure capital addition to a growing economy. Utah might not have the room to grow that Texas does, due to limits to how much of a population can be maintained. But for what she has she is putting her best foot forward, and it shows. Now, to work on some of the intense bureaucracy.
As soon as the government figures out that putting women to work is keeping them from marrying and having families, perhaps it will scale back that particular form of 'social welfare'. Yes, buildings full of women, unmarried, hired to do nothing work, is the same as foodstamps or EBT cards, boys and girls. Which might well lead to social changes where a woman will be less likely to go through college for some useless degree and figure out how to find a husband and help him get through. A few things like that begin, and a reshaping of America back to better days will occur. Dominoes, stepping stones, call them what you will. Though I suspect a number of issues will have to go forward all at once, and with some certainty about them and on into some significant future, for the family to again take shape. The family being the key and backbone to any real change, here or there, then or now. As the family goes, so goes the nation. As is, the family is in court with decidedly anti-family "judges" and laws that land them in front of the "judges", or under the gun of such. With half or less women working bureaucratic jobs, or even replaced by men? Bureaucracy will be broken. Good riddance!
I was looking for a particular restaurant, and how to get to it. I would like to take my mother here when we are staying there. I'm not sure I want to stand in a long line though. While I am in town, since it is near a bookstore I would like to visit, I am hoping to get in and try the food. While I have excellent taste in Mexican food, compared to the average, and know "home cooking" from canned, my mother is even more discriminating. If it isn't right, she will go ahead and finish her plate but she gets a "that's crap" look on her face. She was taught the way to do Mexican food without allowances for slack. She expects that from everyone else. We both love Mexican food, too. The problem is, a multicourse meal requires several sauces and production lines which makes it very difficult for one or even two people to really cook. I am hoping this place lives up to it's reputation.
While having my printer working would be nice, the truth is hand writing instructions, then drawing a little map to boot, puts the notion of where to go more positively into my brain. I have found though, that some map programs online are very bad at getting you where you want to go. Following their instructions, there are two places I have never found. I suppose I could call, but time has never been on my side. It is probably close to where the maps indicated, just not exactly there. I do what I can.
Have a good day. Time to shower and such and head out.
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Ah, the fun and games continue!
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I have an appointment this morning, with the doctors. I get to tell them that I am at the end, and past it really, of my capacity to take the medicine. My guess is they knew this was coming, sooner or later. Since they put the appointment a month off, I think they even knew the cutt-off point. They were hoping a month would allow me time to get situated on the medicine. Or they wanted to give the medicine time to work, knowing I would do my best. I have to cut my medicine, at least back to where it was. Despite them saying they have never heard of anyone having problems with these medicines, my guess is they have heard this from every client they have, save those who are so ill from the heart problems, and tended by someone, that the patient doesn't notice the difference.
Now, it isn't that I don't want to take care of the condition, it is merely that I cannot take care of the condition. I suppose the best I can do is take what of the medicine I can take. Since the difference between one quarter and one third of the max dose (the max is what they really want, and for example, I am not exactly sure the portions only that the logic works) is probably the difference in my capacity to take it on my own, that there is little health benefit from the upper part of that and I do better on the lower amount, which means I will probably half and half again the dose of my main medicine, over time. I suppose a bit of medicine coupled with being (more) active is better than nothing and better still than taking so much I end up missing lots of doses.
I have a good idea how they will take this. But that is that. I do need to check and see if the angiography is still planned for later this month. I have arranged lodging for the visit. Hotels either have a three star or better rating at a hundred plus a night or they get comments suggesting the plumbing doesn't work, the place is either dirty or filthy, the place seemed dangerous, and even that prostitution and drug deals are going on in the places. Urhm, a hundred and more didn't seem all that bad, all things considered. Oh, those things will still happen, they just won't be nearly so obvious. Now, the thing is, after going through an online site to order my reservations I went to look at the hotel more closely at it's own site. I wanted to see if I really saved any money (to my notions, from what I could see, I did not, by the way). In any case, the hotel itself was showing no vacancies. Odd, and most hotels were showing no vacancies throughout SLC. Is something happening mid-September that would cause hotels to be booked full? Hmm, not Thanksgiving, not Christmas, then, what? Ski season won't open for another month either. Weird. All over SLC, hotels seemed booked. I couldn't find a hotel with smoking rooms though, for my mother. I don't mind, mostly. She will, but... Not much I can do if such a thing doesn't exist.
I wish there was more to do in SLC, early. While I am sure, if you lived there and knew the place well, you might be able to find a thing or two. But for a big city it does roll up the streets and shut down the world at a rather early time. Then again, what would be open in real big cities? Bars? Great. Actually, what would I be interested in doing? Hmm, window shopping tools, chatting up a solar energy store employee (though often the salesmen know nothing), finding books on the subject. Nothing exciting but it might be something. Hmm, since I will be in town after it wakes up I might look for a bookstore or a alternative power store or resource center to visit.
Later.
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I have an appointment this morning, with the doctors. I get to tell them that I am at the end, and past it really, of my capacity to take the medicine. My guess is they knew this was coming, sooner or later. Since they put the appointment a month off, I think they even knew the cutt-off point. They were hoping a month would allow me time to get situated on the medicine. Or they wanted to give the medicine time to work, knowing I would do my best. I have to cut my medicine, at least back to where it was. Despite them saying they have never heard of anyone having problems with these medicines, my guess is they have heard this from every client they have, save those who are so ill from the heart problems, and tended by someone, that the patient doesn't notice the difference.
Now, it isn't that I don't want to take care of the condition, it is merely that I cannot take care of the condition. I suppose the best I can do is take what of the medicine I can take. Since the difference between one quarter and one third of the max dose (the max is what they really want, and for example, I am not exactly sure the portions only that the logic works) is probably the difference in my capacity to take it on my own, that there is little health benefit from the upper part of that and I do better on the lower amount, which means I will probably half and half again the dose of my main medicine, over time. I suppose a bit of medicine coupled with being (more) active is better than nothing and better still than taking so much I end up missing lots of doses.
I have a good idea how they will take this. But that is that. I do need to check and see if the angiography is still planned for later this month. I have arranged lodging for the visit. Hotels either have a three star or better rating at a hundred plus a night or they get comments suggesting the plumbing doesn't work, the place is either dirty or filthy, the place seemed dangerous, and even that prostitution and drug deals are going on in the places. Urhm, a hundred and more didn't seem all that bad, all things considered. Oh, those things will still happen, they just won't be nearly so obvious. Now, the thing is, after going through an online site to order my reservations I went to look at the hotel more closely at it's own site. I wanted to see if I really saved any money (to my notions, from what I could see, I did not, by the way). In any case, the hotel itself was showing no vacancies. Odd, and most hotels were showing no vacancies throughout SLC. Is something happening mid-September that would cause hotels to be booked full? Hmm, not Thanksgiving, not Christmas, then, what? Ski season won't open for another month either. Weird. All over SLC, hotels seemed booked. I couldn't find a hotel with smoking rooms though, for my mother. I don't mind, mostly. She will, but... Not much I can do if such a thing doesn't exist.
I wish there was more to do in SLC, early. While I am sure, if you lived there and knew the place well, you might be able to find a thing or two. But for a big city it does roll up the streets and shut down the world at a rather early time. Then again, what would be open in real big cities? Bars? Great. Actually, what would I be interested in doing? Hmm, window shopping tools, chatting up a solar energy store employee (though often the salesmen know nothing), finding books on the subject. Nothing exciting but it might be something. Hmm, since I will be in town after it wakes up I might look for a bookstore or a alternative power store or resource center to visit.
Later.
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Bee in the bonnet.
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While I can't sleep and am unfit for work, my mind has been doing things. While browsing the web I happened to be directed to a horror movie. No, that one wasn't of particular interest. But it did cause me to start thinking of movies I had seen. Just as now, as a child, I had difficulty sleeping. My mother happened to be a fan of horror, and company was better than not. So, while my brother slept, we watched old horrors. I wasn't allowed to watch the really bad ones, like Last House on the Left (which I still haven't seen, and won't).
But there was one I could only faintly remember. Something about dinosaurs, and some people running, and an insane asylum at the end. I thought it would be easy to find. Not so much. A half dozen search criteria in several search engines and YouTube came up with nothing. Looking through hosts of sites, dozens of collections of trailers, I was starting to get a headache. Finally, with a list of movies and links where I could check the name and find out more, I hit upon it. "Equinox" (1970, though the original was "The Equinox", 1967).
Oh, it is a stupid movie. The monsters are claymation, the story is probably as bad as the monsters, the acting is wretched, I had no doubts. I don't think I thought it was all that good as a child. But I did see potential. Not for anything fantastic, but for more than what was shown. And, the good thing was, it wasn't the soft-port (or even harder versions) that a lot of horror was and is, it wasn't a slasher (never cared for those). Just a tale to tell over a fire while camping I suppose. But, I did find it.
There is one more I may look for someday. In the story, a young woman and her husband meet the mother-in-law (the wife's mother). As the story goes on, it turns out the mother-in-law is a witch. And she tries to kill the husband for some reason. I think they try to escape but trickery is afoot. Finally, he finds the witch, kills her, and buries her. Then continues life with his wife until he realizes it is not his wife. He races to dig up the grave of the witch only to find it was his wife he killed and buried.
I used to like Vincent Price movies, but later on realized they were extremely melodramatic. And just as cheesy as the others. Of course, he seems to have a very 'Poe' appeal. Then again, I sort of burned out on Poe long ago too. Ah well. It is interesting to find out what movies are available to watch without paying. Some are tightly guarded. Equinox was just released as a bundle of a bunch of stupid things, for $36 or so, therefore it is not available. But to me, it never will be worth $36, or even $6 and shipping. I just wanted to know what the darned thing was called! Ack. Well, I would have watched it again, if it was free. Spending my time as the fee for nostalgia, nothing more.
I think it is about bed time. I have to get up and get going for an early appointment tomorrow, but that shouldn't be a problem. I will probably be up by midnight and I am staying up 12 to 18 hours, which will see me off, which is all I need. I can limp back if I have to. Oh, beans and ham are cooked. I suppose I should tend that. It takes hours for it to cool down enough to mess with though. Hmm, a bowl of that wouldn't be a bad thing. With some of the whole whipping cream to thicken the juice. Numm!
Good night.
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While I can't sleep and am unfit for work, my mind has been doing things. While browsing the web I happened to be directed to a horror movie. No, that one wasn't of particular interest. But it did cause me to start thinking of movies I had seen. Just as now, as a child, I had difficulty sleeping. My mother happened to be a fan of horror, and company was better than not. So, while my brother slept, we watched old horrors. I wasn't allowed to watch the really bad ones, like Last House on the Left (which I still haven't seen, and won't).
But there was one I could only faintly remember. Something about dinosaurs, and some people running, and an insane asylum at the end. I thought it would be easy to find. Not so much. A half dozen search criteria in several search engines and YouTube came up with nothing. Looking through hosts of sites, dozens of collections of trailers, I was starting to get a headache. Finally, with a list of movies and links where I could check the name and find out more, I hit upon it. "Equinox" (1970, though the original was "The Equinox", 1967).
Oh, it is a stupid movie. The monsters are claymation, the story is probably as bad as the monsters, the acting is wretched, I had no doubts. I don't think I thought it was all that good as a child. But I did see potential. Not for anything fantastic, but for more than what was shown. And, the good thing was, it wasn't the soft-port (or even harder versions) that a lot of horror was and is, it wasn't a slasher (never cared for those). Just a tale to tell over a fire while camping I suppose. But, I did find it.
There is one more I may look for someday. In the story, a young woman and her husband meet the mother-in-law (the wife's mother). As the story goes on, it turns out the mother-in-law is a witch. And she tries to kill the husband for some reason. I think they try to escape but trickery is afoot. Finally, he finds the witch, kills her, and buries her. Then continues life with his wife until he realizes it is not his wife. He races to dig up the grave of the witch only to find it was his wife he killed and buried.
I used to like Vincent Price movies, but later on realized they were extremely melodramatic. And just as cheesy as the others. Of course, he seems to have a very 'Poe' appeal. Then again, I sort of burned out on Poe long ago too. Ah well. It is interesting to find out what movies are available to watch without paying. Some are tightly guarded. Equinox was just released as a bundle of a bunch of stupid things, for $36 or so, therefore it is not available. But to me, it never will be worth $36, or even $6 and shipping. I just wanted to know what the darned thing was called! Ack. Well, I would have watched it again, if it was free. Spending my time as the fee for nostalgia, nothing more.
I think it is about bed time. I have to get up and get going for an early appointment tomorrow, but that shouldn't be a problem. I will probably be up by midnight and I am staying up 12 to 18 hours, which will see me off, which is all I need. I can limp back if I have to. Oh, beans and ham are cooked. I suppose I should tend that. It takes hours for it to cool down enough to mess with though. Hmm, a bowl of that wouldn't be a bad thing. With some of the whole whipping cream to thicken the juice. Numm!
Good night.
Solar power, inverters, charge controllers, wiring for dc.
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Yeah, okay. I'm starting to see rough outlines. I am starting to see where, money allowing, along with a little ingenuity and elbow grease, a decent system could be created easily and rather quickly. The more difficult aspects are designing the system,which will require understanding what I need/want from the system in the first place, wiring dc (and perhaps developing some of the dc to ac for a small number of ac outlets, if it is possible to have a "duel fuel" power system), and probably hooking up the tie-in to the grid (required to receive the government rebates which would make the system more feasible).
From what I am seeing, so far, the reason a tie-in system is more of a problem is because it involves a (pseudo, if they insist) government bureaucracy involvement (the power company, so regulated it might as well be the Post Office!). I am not sure how much red tape is involved, but just understand, whenever the government gets involved, expenses and complexity escalate exponentially. As well, your opsec is smashed. No, you can't trust your government, or to keep it's mouth shut. Telling the government anything is like putting neon signs every few miles on every road leading from your home for as far as our borders and beyond (or, telling a woman, which is often exactly what you are doing). Bah! Still, those neon lights dim in time. And in a grid down, they would go out.
I am looking at a couple of devices tonight, a grid-tie and battery back up inverter and a charge controller, trying to figure out what they mean. Sure, sure, they have descriptions. Oh, of course, it is easy to find more general descriptions of the general device, how it fits in, what it really does.
One indicates it is good for 3.6 kW at 48 volt and 45 amp DC charger and is vented. Okay. Is that, per hour? Is that per day? Do I need one, two, four, six? What in the world am I really dealing with? Is that average in a sunny place like Hawaii or Florida, is that average in the contiguous US, what? Can I even just have one, or must they come in pairs? Oh, sure, I have read, and read, and read, and... I am still reading. How can you know how much to plan to install if you don't even know how much you really need? I did see a bill from December last, electric, indicating I had used 1.3k kwHrs for the month. I suppose that is a start, but how does that relate to real daily usage. (Remember, I have some electric heat, which I use always in my en suite bathroom and any time I am here in the computer room and feel a chill (since I am in skivvies, even in the winter, that is usually:). I use far more electricity, I think, in the winter. But, what does that really mean?
Oh, why the 48 volts? I am thinking that the best place, for me, to install solar panels, is out back, on poles, stacked several on a pole, around the fenced periphery of my acre. I can't swear I need 100 yards (or is it feet), but I suspect I might. The trees would make them invisible from the front. I suppose I could put a couple (four, maybe eight) on the font south facing slant roof, but that roof is low enough that they would easily be seen on the road. I don't wish to advertise.
The second device is much more straight forward. Heck, it doesn't even indicate it is self-venting, or needs venting, or... something. What is missing, again, of course, is scale. Is this a singular device, how many kWhrs will it handle, and of course installation.
Well, this item makes more sense, though I still don't have a good grip on how much power over time it actually offers. It says 7,200 watts. Nice. Is that per hour of sunshine, per day, per minute, per... what? If it is per day on a sunny day, this is (according to my December power bill) about one seventh of what I use, currently. Did you happen to notice how much it cost. Of course, you still have to add solar panels, the charge controller, wiring, and either do or have the installation done. My guess is, if you buy your own parts, many companies will not then install or if they do, they would do so at a steep premium. Their junk or your work, most likely.
There is nothing altruistic about solar, or any other, alternative energy source. It's all about the green which has nothing to do with grass, trees, the planet, carbon footprints, or anything else. Only the foolish earth religionists can imagine that, fool themselves into any such damned fool notions. It's about backing away from a failing system and covering your own butt, or if you install and build, about getting as fat and happy as you can while the (economic) sun still shines. Right, Gore?
Is there a "Solar Power for Dummies", then a solid follow-up for more advanced, then maybe a manual for installation? Hmm, now I went and did it! Okay, that is what I need to look for. Books. I will go look. Reading online, mostly from people who are saying "Don't worry, buy this, it is the best evah!" isn't getting it.
Later.
ahahahahahahhaaa whoo haha Solar Power Your Home for Dummies
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Yeah, okay. I'm starting to see rough outlines. I am starting to see where, money allowing, along with a little ingenuity and elbow grease, a decent system could be created easily and rather quickly. The more difficult aspects are designing the system,which will require understanding what I need/want from the system in the first place, wiring dc (and perhaps developing some of the dc to ac for a small number of ac outlets, if it is possible to have a "duel fuel" power system), and probably hooking up the tie-in to the grid (required to receive the government rebates which would make the system more feasible).
From what I am seeing, so far, the reason a tie-in system is more of a problem is because it involves a (pseudo, if they insist) government bureaucracy involvement (the power company, so regulated it might as well be the Post Office!). I am not sure how much red tape is involved, but just understand, whenever the government gets involved, expenses and complexity escalate exponentially. As well, your opsec is smashed. No, you can't trust your government, or to keep it's mouth shut. Telling the government anything is like putting neon signs every few miles on every road leading from your home for as far as our borders and beyond (or, telling a woman, which is often exactly what you are doing). Bah! Still, those neon lights dim in time. And in a grid down, they would go out.
I am looking at a couple of devices tonight, a grid-tie and battery back up inverter and a charge controller, trying to figure out what they mean. Sure, sure, they have descriptions. Oh, of course, it is easy to find more general descriptions of the general device, how it fits in, what it really does.
One indicates it is good for 3.6 kW at 48 volt and 45 amp DC charger and is vented. Okay. Is that, per hour? Is that per day? Do I need one, two, four, six? What in the world am I really dealing with? Is that average in a sunny place like Hawaii or Florida, is that average in the contiguous US, what? Can I even just have one, or must they come in pairs? Oh, sure, I have read, and read, and read, and... I am still reading. How can you know how much to plan to install if you don't even know how much you really need? I did see a bill from December last, electric, indicating I had used 1.3k kwHrs for the month. I suppose that is a start, but how does that relate to real daily usage. (Remember, I have some electric heat, which I use always in my en suite bathroom and any time I am here in the computer room and feel a chill (since I am in skivvies, even in the winter, that is usually:). I use far more electricity, I think, in the winter. But, what does that really mean?
Oh, why the 48 volts? I am thinking that the best place, for me, to install solar panels, is out back, on poles, stacked several on a pole, around the fenced periphery of my acre. I can't swear I need 100 yards (or is it feet), but I suspect I might. The trees would make them invisible from the front. I suppose I could put a couple (four, maybe eight) on the font south facing slant roof, but that roof is low enough that they would easily be seen on the road. I don't wish to advertise.
The second device is much more straight forward. Heck, it doesn't even indicate it is self-venting, or needs venting, or... something. What is missing, again, of course, is scale. Is this a singular device, how many kWhrs will it handle, and of course installation.
Well, this item makes more sense, though I still don't have a good grip on how much power over time it actually offers. It says 7,200 watts. Nice. Is that per hour of sunshine, per day, per minute, per... what? If it is per day on a sunny day, this is (according to my December power bill) about one seventh of what I use, currently. Did you happen to notice how much it cost. Of course, you still have to add solar panels, the charge controller, wiring, and either do or have the installation done. My guess is, if you buy your own parts, many companies will not then install or if they do, they would do so at a steep premium. Their junk or your work, most likely.
There is nothing altruistic about solar, or any other, alternative energy source. It's all about the green which has nothing to do with grass, trees, the planet, carbon footprints, or anything else. Only the foolish earth religionists can imagine that, fool themselves into any such damned fool notions. It's about backing away from a failing system and covering your own butt, or if you install and build, about getting as fat and happy as you can while the (economic) sun still shines. Right, Gore?
Is there a "Solar Power for Dummies", then a solid follow-up for more advanced, then maybe a manual for installation? Hmm, now I went and did it! Okay, that is what I need to look for. Books. I will go look. Reading online, mostly from people who are saying "Don't worry, buy this, it is the best evah!" isn't getting it.
Later.
ahahahahahahhaaa whoo haha Solar Power Your Home for Dummies
Cheesy?
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I've gotta tell you, when a woman laughs at your jokes a little too much, it sure seems cheesy. Oh, fine, in a bar it's great. Everyone is fat, happy, and stupid there anyway. Which is probably why I don't go there anymore. Something akin to the Camelot in Monty Python movies? Yeah, probably.
Anyway, I have always found women who laugh at everything you say as silly. I used to think it was due to drink. But when it happens at a grocery store? Oh, she was pretty enough. Couldn't have been much more than 23 or 24 either. What was she doing laughing at my jokes? I tested by tossing out a couple that were blatantly foolish. Nope, she still chuckled. Maybe I am being too harsh? Is this a natural reaction to a guy they like, hate, fear, see as authoritative, or... something?
Anyway, I did get some groceries bought. On the downside, I am out of freezer space. I went with pot pies, as a filler food. I even bought a dinky apple and cherry pie, just to sample. Curiosity got the best of me. Of course I bought some nice salami cuts, various cheeses, sour cream and whipping cream, and ricotta cheese. I have never tried ricotta, though I am guessing it is similar to a pseudo-pureed cottage cheese? I have had it in lasagna, just never by itself. I want to try it in the beans and ham, maybe with the cold cuts and cheese too. Just to get familiar with it.
Oh, I did buy a little more than the recommended amount of bleach for storage. It is the first item officially ready to go and put in my downstairs pantry. I need to get a permanent marker, or find mine and see if it (or they) still work, to put dates on things. My goal is to replace many things in a year, including bleach but minus long term food storage items. I'll just look through stuff occasionally, and if it is a year old, put it on a grocery list, buy it, and trade places with the "old" long term storage item. I would like to add foods into a rotation, say keeping some flower and some wheat berries on hand, but turnover isn't quite as time sensitive (other than opened containers, which is why I think #10 cans are best for me, at this time).
If you want to become a chef, to be honest, don't go to chef school (first). Go out and eat everything you can get you hands on, of various "qualities", in various forms, mixed, matched, cooked, raw, and in between. Sample what spices do, mix and match, and create flavor profiles of your own. And don't stop with what you like. Try to learn how to create flavors other people like, maybe especially if you don't like the taste. Just so you know what is right and wrong about a particular dish and can tell if it is "right", even thought you despise the profile. No, I will never be a chef. But I would like to be as close to a home chef as is possible. My lady friend often liked things I despised, to her I owe a great debt (if I didn't, at first, understand or appreciate). I learned to make things she adored and I hated as well as learning to make things we both liked. Almost all my dishes were hand made, start to stop, too. But I also learned that, to be a real chef, you need to shop pretty much daily, you need a prep chef (or two), and someone to wash and keep on top of that, and you need some cooking devices that are outside of the financial capacity of two middle incomes unless both were extremist foodies. Think blast chiller, salamander, and the rest. Well, and a home which has been refitted to handle the heat and energy requirements of that equipment, and given the space for easy access and use of several of those at a time. *laughs* Hey, I thought about trying to figure it out at one time.
I am not sure I will get to much tonight. I would love to, but there is nothing left to give. Who knows though, as time passes, perhaps something will trigger something which will start the ball rolling. Once it gets rolling, it works. Until then, well, you have here what I have had for the weeks before yesterday. If nothing else, the big picture ball is on the move. I am getting closer to having things done. I am well ahead of where I was yesterday.
Later or good night.
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I've gotta tell you, when a woman laughs at your jokes a little too much, it sure seems cheesy. Oh, fine, in a bar it's great. Everyone is fat, happy, and stupid there anyway. Which is probably why I don't go there anymore. Something akin to the Camelot in Monty Python movies? Yeah, probably.
Anyway, I have always found women who laugh at everything you say as silly. I used to think it was due to drink. But when it happens at a grocery store? Oh, she was pretty enough. Couldn't have been much more than 23 or 24 either. What was she doing laughing at my jokes? I tested by tossing out a couple that were blatantly foolish. Nope, she still chuckled. Maybe I am being too harsh? Is this a natural reaction to a guy they like, hate, fear, see as authoritative, or... something?
Anyway, I did get some groceries bought. On the downside, I am out of freezer space. I went with pot pies, as a filler food. I even bought a dinky apple and cherry pie, just to sample. Curiosity got the best of me. Of course I bought some nice salami cuts, various cheeses, sour cream and whipping cream, and ricotta cheese. I have never tried ricotta, though I am guessing it is similar to a pseudo-pureed cottage cheese? I have had it in lasagna, just never by itself. I want to try it in the beans and ham, maybe with the cold cuts and cheese too. Just to get familiar with it.
Oh, I did buy a little more than the recommended amount of bleach for storage. It is the first item officially ready to go and put in my downstairs pantry. I need to get a permanent marker, or find mine and see if it (or they) still work, to put dates on things. My goal is to replace many things in a year, including bleach but minus long term food storage items. I'll just look through stuff occasionally, and if it is a year old, put it on a grocery list, buy it, and trade places with the "old" long term storage item. I would like to add foods into a rotation, say keeping some flower and some wheat berries on hand, but turnover isn't quite as time sensitive (other than opened containers, which is why I think #10 cans are best for me, at this time).
If you want to become a chef, to be honest, don't go to chef school (first). Go out and eat everything you can get you hands on, of various "qualities", in various forms, mixed, matched, cooked, raw, and in between. Sample what spices do, mix and match, and create flavor profiles of your own. And don't stop with what you like. Try to learn how to create flavors other people like, maybe especially if you don't like the taste. Just so you know what is right and wrong about a particular dish and can tell if it is "right", even thought you despise the profile. No, I will never be a chef. But I would like to be as close to a home chef as is possible. My lady friend often liked things I despised, to her I owe a great debt (if I didn't, at first, understand or appreciate). I learned to make things she adored and I hated as well as learning to make things we both liked. Almost all my dishes were hand made, start to stop, too. But I also learned that, to be a real chef, you need to shop pretty much daily, you need a prep chef (or two), and someone to wash and keep on top of that, and you need some cooking devices that are outside of the financial capacity of two middle incomes unless both were extremist foodies. Think blast chiller, salamander, and the rest. Well, and a home which has been refitted to handle the heat and energy requirements of that equipment, and given the space for easy access and use of several of those at a time. *laughs* Hey, I thought about trying to figure it out at one time.
I am not sure I will get to much tonight. I would love to, but there is nothing left to give. Who knows though, as time passes, perhaps something will trigger something which will start the ball rolling. Once it gets rolling, it works. Until then, well, you have here what I have had for the weeks before yesterday. If nothing else, the big picture ball is on the move. I am getting closer to having things done. I am well ahead of where I was yesterday.
Later or good night.
Twitching but awake.
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Yeah, it has been a tough couple of days. Sleep is difficult, adding in a doorbell and it was murder. I am not sure what I can do, but having started with tasks, even though I don't feel like continuing, seeing the carrot of partially completed tasks drives me on. Little areas looking better today than for days or weeks, jobs in themselves half or more completed, and little things I have been wanting to complete which haven't be touched in a bit are everywhere. I need some time to get my bean wrapped around life but there seems to be no time like the present. Food would help but none is just sitting there, ready to be consumed. So, perhaps a shower, a trip to town to grab a bit, eating a bite, recovering from that, then on to work. It is the plan, whatever really happens.
I have loaded two pounds of beans into the soaking pot. I have a ham thawed for when it is time. A little bit of sour cream, or whole whipping cream, might be good. I know I have no whipping cream so I best check on sour cream before I head to town. That adds a richness when the beans and ham become a little stale from eating it a bit too often over a short time. The ham and beans should give me a good week of plentiful eating, maybe two. A loaf of good bread or rolls would add to that greatly. This time I ought to freeze about half of my production, but that ends up being a lot of work I am not sure I can do. Splitting off and cutting up the ham, portioning out bits ham to the various containers, all of it going into a half dozen containers or back into the cookpot, then being allowed to cool enough to freeze. It's a goal.
Well, on to... waking up. Good "day".
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Yeah, it has been a tough couple of days. Sleep is difficult, adding in a doorbell and it was murder. I am not sure what I can do, but having started with tasks, even though I don't feel like continuing, seeing the carrot of partially completed tasks drives me on. Little areas looking better today than for days or weeks, jobs in themselves half or more completed, and little things I have been wanting to complete which haven't be touched in a bit are everywhere. I need some time to get my bean wrapped around life but there seems to be no time like the present. Food would help but none is just sitting there, ready to be consumed. So, perhaps a shower, a trip to town to grab a bit, eating a bite, recovering from that, then on to work. It is the plan, whatever really happens.
I have loaded two pounds of beans into the soaking pot. I have a ham thawed for when it is time. A little bit of sour cream, or whole whipping cream, might be good. I know I have no whipping cream so I best check on sour cream before I head to town. That adds a richness when the beans and ham become a little stale from eating it a bit too often over a short time. The ham and beans should give me a good week of plentiful eating, maybe two. A loaf of good bread or rolls would add to that greatly. This time I ought to freeze about half of my production, but that ends up being a lot of work I am not sure I can do. Splitting off and cutting up the ham, portioning out bits ham to the various containers, all of it going into a half dozen containers or back into the cookpot, then being allowed to cool enough to freeze. It's a goal.
Well, on to... waking up. Good "day".
Monday, September 5, 2011
Gotta try for more sleep.
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*zzz...* Huh? Oh, right.
Waking up hurt. The news of possible water access rung a very tired bell, beside the irritation of the doorbell. I had to dig and then begin trying to come down. *zzz*
Later.
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*zzz...* Huh? Oh, right.
Waking up hurt. The news of possible water access rung a very tired bell, beside the irritation of the doorbell. I had to dig and then begin trying to come down. *zzz*
Later.
Another door bell ring.
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This time it came a few hours after I had laid down to sleep. And I really needed sleep. I am surprised I heard it. I was wearing the CPAP (for the first time), which might have been new enough to keep me from deeper sleep. I wondered if I had missed something or if a neighbor needed something. I had forgotten to call my neighbor again. Odd, but the neighbor called right after the doorbell incident. It seems the Mr. got my message and was calling back? I spoke of that for a bit, he said he will look into it, then he had news.
He said his mother works for the county water board. It seems I DO have water shares or rights, two water shares. The last owners hadn't even known, somehow. The water was in the name of the original owners (only three different owners (the first owners passed it down through the family from 1880 until 2003 or so)). If so, their shares go back a long way, which is quite good in a state where the date of the claim is counted as your position in line for water in scarce years (rights though, not shares, as I have found out after researching). It is irrigation water, from what I am told. I think I was told more because I haven't been watering my lawn than anything else? That was mentioned. *grins* Never... mind. He suggested what an upwelling (or something like that, where the water comes out) might look like. As soon as I can get my act together, I will begin looking for it. Two shares. I'm not quite sure exactly what that means, though it should be plenty for a little more than an acre.
After a bit of checking, I will learn more. Okay, here it is. Both water rights and shares exist, and they are quite different. Both of them seem to have limits on non-use, where access may be canceled after so many years (5). If it is water rights, it would be a set amount of water. But if it is a water share, that is dependent on a board's ruling here in Utah that sets "water bounties" based on what is considered necessary for production locally, by county, per acre, though some counties might have more than one area if the conditions are different enough I suppose.
I am terribly surprised the last owners didn't know. I am quite sure they would have utilized that water. They did a lot of work. And, though I am not positive, it seems that even irrigation water can be used for livestock? Oops, irrigation water is seasonally available. Oh, but there is some other classification, agricultural water, which can be used for both livestock and irrigation. Ugh, this is getting confusing. I honestly can't understand why that wouldn't have been a part of the contracted deed of sale, or whatever? Perhaps the one who sold the place was a widow and she simply didn't know these things?
In any case, if I can renew that, and get it into my name, I probably will, cost dependent. If it is too much I simply won't be able to move on it. I only have just so much financial wiggle room right at this moment. But you know I would love to have some water availability, even if just for the lawn. A timer or two and hoses, I suppose.
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This time it came a few hours after I had laid down to sleep. And I really needed sleep. I am surprised I heard it. I was wearing the CPAP (for the first time), which might have been new enough to keep me from deeper sleep. I wondered if I had missed something or if a neighbor needed something. I had forgotten to call my neighbor again. Odd, but the neighbor called right after the doorbell incident. It seems the Mr. got my message and was calling back? I spoke of that for a bit, he said he will look into it, then he had news.
He said his mother works for the county water board. It seems I DO have water shares or rights, two water shares. The last owners hadn't even known, somehow. The water was in the name of the original owners (only three different owners (the first owners passed it down through the family from 1880 until 2003 or so)). If so, their shares go back a long way, which is quite good in a state where the date of the claim is counted as your position in line for water in scarce years (rights though, not shares, as I have found out after researching). It is irrigation water, from what I am told. I think I was told more because I haven't been watering my lawn than anything else? That was mentioned. *grins* Never... mind. He suggested what an upwelling (or something like that, where the water comes out) might look like. As soon as I can get my act together, I will begin looking for it. Two shares. I'm not quite sure exactly what that means, though it should be plenty for a little more than an acre.
After a bit of checking, I will learn more. Okay, here it is. Both water rights and shares exist, and they are quite different. Both of them seem to have limits on non-use, where access may be canceled after so many years (5). If it is water rights, it would be a set amount of water. But if it is a water share, that is dependent on a board's ruling here in Utah that sets "water bounties" based on what is considered necessary for production locally, by county, per acre, though some counties might have more than one area if the conditions are different enough I suppose.
I am terribly surprised the last owners didn't know. I am quite sure they would have utilized that water. They did a lot of work. And, though I am not positive, it seems that even irrigation water can be used for livestock? Oops, irrigation water is seasonally available. Oh, but there is some other classification, agricultural water, which can be used for both livestock and irrigation. Ugh, this is getting confusing. I honestly can't understand why that wouldn't have been a part of the contracted deed of sale, or whatever? Perhaps the one who sold the place was a widow and she simply didn't know these things?
In any case, if I can renew that, and get it into my name, I probably will, cost dependent. If it is too much I simply won't be able to move on it. I only have just so much financial wiggle room right at this moment. But you know I would love to have some water availability, even if just for the lawn. A timer or two and hoses, I suppose.
Running out of steam.
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I have done what I could. Two loads of dishes, two loads of laundry, a bit of cleaning, picking up, and organizing here and there. I want to fold the last of the laundry and what is in the dryer, put the wash into the dryer and let it go on 'fluff', make my bed, and then crash as hard as I can. If nothing else, I am pleased to have gotten the work that I did do finished. I have some hope that this isn't the last of my work cycle. I would like to have the computer room, laundry, dishes, kitchen, and my bedroom ready for inspection from the mother general. Next week would be an easy week if so.
I need to do a bit of shopping to see me through. I do need good food when I want to work. I had grilled chicken the other day, a bunch of it. And that did help probably get me to the point of working. In these times, with the medicine beating me up, knowing to eat is one thing, figuring out how to buy, getting enough going to cook, even remember to eat, and figuring that all out in a short enough time that the food doesn't spoil, is actually one heck of a trick. It's almost an accident. Still, it's part of my game plan.
Well, I best get to things. My back is starting to ache and not recovering well anymore. Just a few more things and I can sleep with a (more than usual) tired body and a rested mind (rested from having begun the work, done the work that I have).
Good night.
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I have done what I could. Two loads of dishes, two loads of laundry, a bit of cleaning, picking up, and organizing here and there. I want to fold the last of the laundry and what is in the dryer, put the wash into the dryer and let it go on 'fluff', make my bed, and then crash as hard as I can. If nothing else, I am pleased to have gotten the work that I did do finished. I have some hope that this isn't the last of my work cycle. I would like to have the computer room, laundry, dishes, kitchen, and my bedroom ready for inspection from the mother general. Next week would be an easy week if so.
I need to do a bit of shopping to see me through. I do need good food when I want to work. I had grilled chicken the other day, a bunch of it. And that did help probably get me to the point of working. In these times, with the medicine beating me up, knowing to eat is one thing, figuring out how to buy, getting enough going to cook, even remember to eat, and figuring that all out in a short enough time that the food doesn't spoil, is actually one heck of a trick. It's almost an accident. Still, it's part of my game plan.
Well, I best get to things. My back is starting to ache and not recovering well anymore. Just a few more things and I can sleep with a (more than usual) tired body and a rested mind (rested from having begun the work, done the work that I have).
Good night.
Moving forward.
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A load of laundry is just about dry now, one of the loads of dishes has been washed dried and put away, the computer room has been touched up, and during my break I have booked a hotel room for the angiography and read something I promised to read. While it is far from stellar, my plans for tonight are indeed moving forward. I need to eat though. Hmm, eggs, toast, bacon, and milk? Yeah, I suppose that might work. But after one more load of laundry and dishes have been completely done, so I have a kitchen sink available and another bit of work checked off. I hate cooking without having a sink right there, open, free, and usable in all ways. And food is a good carrot to get other things done.
Before I booked a room I checked my accounts. Not great but not bad either. If I only spend on groceries and travel as needed, plus a couple nice meals with my mom, I should be able to do well enough. Nothing fancy, mind you. And, if I keep it frugal by watching my nickels, I do believe I might be able to get the sweeteners this month if things look good at the end of the month and push ahead and buy a good deal of the rest next month. Wheat will be the one thing I will definitely be holding off buying until November. The stuff I want is a bit more expensive. Why buy it? Because I am not willing to hope that I am buying fresh good grain, that is not several years old, for all I know, and of questionable sources. Right now a store will sell you your own foot if they think you won't notice. But I think I can buy the rest of the food stores for a year next month.
Oh, I had meant to do it but forgot, I did fix that. I had suggested saving an extra hundred each month, for, say, eight to ten months, and then buying a mbr, namely the M1A. So, since pay day just passed, I put $100 into savings then set up an automatic transfer. I already have a transfer going but I couldn't find a way to amend that one. I actually have it set up to pull for the next three years or so, same as the other. Which is fine, I would actually, eventually, time allowing, like to dump 20% of my income into a 'possibilities' account. But that will be... a while. Even though I may end up using much of my savings (except at least that $100 for the rifle), if need be, to buy the long term and three-month supply. I want to get that kick started hard, and figure out rotation, and eventually rotation of even some of the long term foods (grains for cereal, bread, whatnot, and of course the beans and rice). I will sleep a hell-a-lot better knowing I have food for a year and stored properly, and three months of easement food (intermediary food, between all by hand and the ease of life today). Then I can move on to a grain mill, electricity needs, the possibility of propane installation and then appliances and perhaps a propane generator. Oh, and somewhere in there a chronograph. And, well, everything else. Ugh!
So much, so big, but it is going forward. It does take time. It takes money, and managing money. It takes effort. I have been, while in zombieland, prepping if somewhat in a sideways fashion (wool socks, new clothes (of utility), skivvies I have wanted and needed due to their particular utility, tools, and such). These things are good, but I was missing the boat. I should have been buying food. I am so distractable, worse when illness or medicine flare up. Then again getting out was not easy, sometimes it wasn't possible. Whether I seemed to want or need to get out it just didn't happen, often. If I can get the foods in order however, I will be pleased with those other things. I have never had a pair of cotton socks last me more than a year or two, I have wool socks from back when I was playing with the hippie chick(en). Ha! That is seven or eight years of wear, or more, and I wear them daily. Well, when I do wear anything, which is usually save summer when I don't have to leave my home.
By the way, it is seriously cooling off. While it seems warm enough during the day, and it is in the 70's and 80's, my house is staying at 72 (with the windows closed) which, after the 90's and 100's seems downright cold. I'll... have to adjust. Hopefully before the real cold hits. Uhrm, right, back to it.
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A load of laundry is just about dry now, one of the loads of dishes has been washed dried and put away, the computer room has been touched up, and during my break I have booked a hotel room for the angiography and read something I promised to read. While it is far from stellar, my plans for tonight are indeed moving forward. I need to eat though. Hmm, eggs, toast, bacon, and milk? Yeah, I suppose that might work. But after one more load of laundry and dishes have been completely done, so I have a kitchen sink available and another bit of work checked off. I hate cooking without having a sink right there, open, free, and usable in all ways. And food is a good carrot to get other things done.
Before I booked a room I checked my accounts. Not great but not bad either. If I only spend on groceries and travel as needed, plus a couple nice meals with my mom, I should be able to do well enough. Nothing fancy, mind you. And, if I keep it frugal by watching my nickels, I do believe I might be able to get the sweeteners this month if things look good at the end of the month and push ahead and buy a good deal of the rest next month. Wheat will be the one thing I will definitely be holding off buying until November. The stuff I want is a bit more expensive. Why buy it? Because I am not willing to hope that I am buying fresh good grain, that is not several years old, for all I know, and of questionable sources. Right now a store will sell you your own foot if they think you won't notice. But I think I can buy the rest of the food stores for a year next month.
Oh, I had meant to do it but forgot, I did fix that. I had suggested saving an extra hundred each month, for, say, eight to ten months, and then buying a mbr, namely the M1A. So, since pay day just passed, I put $100 into savings then set up an automatic transfer. I already have a transfer going but I couldn't find a way to amend that one. I actually have it set up to pull for the next three years or so, same as the other. Which is fine, I would actually, eventually, time allowing, like to dump 20% of my income into a 'possibilities' account. But that will be... a while. Even though I may end up using much of my savings (except at least that $100 for the rifle), if need be, to buy the long term and three-month supply. I want to get that kick started hard, and figure out rotation, and eventually rotation of even some of the long term foods (grains for cereal, bread, whatnot, and of course the beans and rice). I will sleep a hell-a-lot better knowing I have food for a year and stored properly, and three months of easement food (intermediary food, between all by hand and the ease of life today). Then I can move on to a grain mill, electricity needs, the possibility of propane installation and then appliances and perhaps a propane generator. Oh, and somewhere in there a chronograph. And, well, everything else. Ugh!
So much, so big, but it is going forward. It does take time. It takes money, and managing money. It takes effort. I have been, while in zombieland, prepping if somewhat in a sideways fashion (wool socks, new clothes (of utility), skivvies I have wanted and needed due to their particular utility, tools, and such). These things are good, but I was missing the boat. I should have been buying food. I am so distractable, worse when illness or medicine flare up. Then again getting out was not easy, sometimes it wasn't possible. Whether I seemed to want or need to get out it just didn't happen, often. If I can get the foods in order however, I will be pleased with those other things. I have never had a pair of cotton socks last me more than a year or two, I have wool socks from back when I was playing with the hippie chick(en). Ha! That is seven or eight years of wear, or more, and I wear them daily. Well, when I do wear anything, which is usually save summer when I don't have to leave my home.
By the way, it is seriously cooling off. While it seems warm enough during the day, and it is in the 70's and 80's, my house is staying at 72 (with the windows closed) which, after the 90's and 100's seems downright cold. I'll... have to adjust. Hopefully before the real cold hits. Uhrm, right, back to it.
Not going to waste what I have.
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No more, or at least not tonight! I have been sitting and moaning recently. Sure, research is ongoing, including long term food storage. I think I might be able to get more of that more quickly than what I had thought. While I haven't checked out my money to see if I can buy sweeteners this month, I have that list. My guess, with two nights of motel and food costs in SLC surrounding the angiography, it would probably be wise to skip that this month. But, other than looking and thinking, nothing physical has been happening. As I said, not tonight.
I... sort of just stumbled into it. Angry to have been tricked, in a way, by my medicine, and while walking through the kitchen and seeing the dishes stacked up, I decided to put my hands to them. I drained what needed to be drained, filled one basin with hot sudsy water, washed off the counter space I will need and then some, put two more basins of dishes to soak, and... decided that wasn't near enough. I think it sort of followed like this. I then went to get my dirty laundry. I was fearing I had a bunch in the wash room but that didn't confront me none. It all has to be done. So, I entered my bedroom and picked up every last stitch of easily collectible dirty garment I could find, putting it all into a heaping basket.
But then I looked at my bed. It was still out in the middle, due to having had it tilted with 2x4's when edema was at it's worst. Though no longer on the wood, the wood was still there and there was little room to get into bed, which means my night stand isn't in place, so the CPAP machine has not been used. (Yeah, it gets complicated in my stupid little world, or at least I have to think of everything before doing anything so often things get sidelined. *nevermind*) The point is, I removed the wood from under the bed, put the bed back on the sliders to move it more easily, then pushed it back in place, found the nightstand and put it where it will help, then found the CPAP and put it in place on the nightstand. Okies. I then stripped the bed and will wash everything again, putting on clean bedding shortly.
Happy with that, I picked up the laundry (though I still need to grab the towels and hand towel from the bathroom(s)) and took it into the laundry room, fearing I was going to have to add it to two other baskets of clothes. Hmm, it seems I have already done those! So, I sorted what I had, then put a load in. I'm still not perfectly clear about sorting, I just do the best from the memories of having watched women do this. The cats are outside or they would have thought popo had gone mad again.
Which they no longer really fear, but it does get them going. Popo might storm and shout and get uptight, but the worst he does is make noise, they have found. But they do almost pay some attention and quit whatever they were doing, mostly, for a while. But the truth is, there is no fear. It is more like a game. Exemplified by exhibit A, as follows.
I had to stop, my back started killing me again. But as I finish writing this, it is already completely better. Just a little stoppage from time to time will do. Then I will finish cleaning this, the computer room. Sorting paperwork, picking up fully, then sweeping and mopping. I will have this room good to go, those three basins of dishes done and whatever is left after that set to soak, my bed set back up, the laundry done by morning, and use my CPAP for the first time the next time I crawl into bed. Yeah, I do think I will. Wish me luck... while you snooze? I may need it, and I'll just take it since I know you are good for it.
Sleep well.
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No more, or at least not tonight! I have been sitting and moaning recently. Sure, research is ongoing, including long term food storage. I think I might be able to get more of that more quickly than what I had thought. While I haven't checked out my money to see if I can buy sweeteners this month, I have that list. My guess, with two nights of motel and food costs in SLC surrounding the angiography, it would probably be wise to skip that this month. But, other than looking and thinking, nothing physical has been happening. As I said, not tonight.
I... sort of just stumbled into it. Angry to have been tricked, in a way, by my medicine, and while walking through the kitchen and seeing the dishes stacked up, I decided to put my hands to them. I drained what needed to be drained, filled one basin with hot sudsy water, washed off the counter space I will need and then some, put two more basins of dishes to soak, and... decided that wasn't near enough. I think it sort of followed like this. I then went to get my dirty laundry. I was fearing I had a bunch in the wash room but that didn't confront me none. It all has to be done. So, I entered my bedroom and picked up every last stitch of easily collectible dirty garment I could find, putting it all into a heaping basket.
But then I looked at my bed. It was still out in the middle, due to having had it tilted with 2x4's when edema was at it's worst. Though no longer on the wood, the wood was still there and there was little room to get into bed, which means my night stand isn't in place, so the CPAP machine has not been used. (Yeah, it gets complicated in my stupid little world, or at least I have to think of everything before doing anything so often things get sidelined. *nevermind*) The point is, I removed the wood from under the bed, put the bed back on the sliders to move it more easily, then pushed it back in place, found the nightstand and put it where it will help, then found the CPAP and put it in place on the nightstand. Okies. I then stripped the bed and will wash everything again, putting on clean bedding shortly.
Happy with that, I picked up the laundry (though I still need to grab the towels and hand towel from the bathroom(s)) and took it into the laundry room, fearing I was going to have to add it to two other baskets of clothes. Hmm, it seems I have already done those! So, I sorted what I had, then put a load in. I'm still not perfectly clear about sorting, I just do the best from the memories of having watched women do this. The cats are outside or they would have thought popo had gone mad again.
Which they no longer really fear, but it does get them going. Popo might storm and shout and get uptight, but the worst he does is make noise, they have found. But they do almost pay some attention and quit whatever they were doing, mostly, for a while. But the truth is, there is no fear. It is more like a game. Exemplified by exhibit A, as follows.
I had to stop, my back started killing me again. But as I finish writing this, it is already completely better. Just a little stoppage from time to time will do. Then I will finish cleaning this, the computer room. Sorting paperwork, picking up fully, then sweeping and mopping. I will have this room good to go, those three basins of dishes done and whatever is left after that set to soak, my bed set back up, the laundry done by morning, and use my CPAP for the first time the next time I crawl into bed. Yeah, I do think I will. Wish me luck... while you snooze? I may need it, and I'll just take it since I know you are good for it.
Sleep well.
Sunday, September 4, 2011
One more thing tended.
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A little bit of looking around and I found what will help me figure out power usage. The thing that sticks in my craw is that many things get great reviews, but if you look at the bad reviews you find all kinds of ugly. And, yes, looking at only the good is foolish. That is what an optimist does. He sees a majority of favorable reviews and ignores the rest, then whines ceaselessly when failure occurs until he finds another product with (mostly) good reviews. Something about doing the same thing over and over and insanity? Anyway, I figure if I order one of these, and get right on using it, I have 30 days with an actual guarantee for the cheaper one.
Before I can figure out my solar electric system, I have to have a clear idea about how much electricity I currently use. I can't plan for having appliances that use propane, or a wood burning stove, or anything else until I have those in hand. And, I may have to go with a system that won't cover all of my current usage and hope there is time to scale back in time. But I need to have a solid scale so that I neither overspend nor short myself "unexpectedly".
Something else that has to be noted is that, in the shortest of the winter months, we only get 1.9 hours of sun here. And, that is when it is not overcast (though perhaps that is the average including cloudy days?). We have another several months in the 2 hour and change range. While it is sunnier here than in Iowa, from what I have seen (which means little, in truth, as empirical data from a few years is void), that really impacts my best hopes for the system. And while a wind/solar system might sound good, this area is particularly windless coming in at the lowest wind production capacity rating available, making the much higher costs unreasonable for several reasons. So either I upgrade the system to provide something during those times, plan to cut back hugely in the winter the time when electricity is very important for at least lighting but also due to not being able to get out of the home as often or for as long, or a bit of both while figuring out how to change some the parameters by adding propane or other gas appliances.
This is not an easy trick. But I don't want to do what I have read others have done by building a system with high hopes only to be crushed by the reality on the ground. The truth hurts, but more so if you don't ever seek the truth in the first place. What was it? Ah. "How terrible is wisdom when it brings no profit to the wise." Too late is simply just that, too late. You can always upgrade, unless you have used every resource at your disposal. Those panels need space, lots of it for a decent sized system, and they are expensive. Adding in the best would reduce space at a cost, and vice versa. A balance has to be obtained that works for your pocket and your land. This might be the more painful of directions, slowing all progress. But the pain is felt going in, not in the living. A few months of serious planning, sweating the details, covering for losses and problems, designing for needs and some wants, adding some padding for when even the worst case scenario ends up not being the worst, and knowing what must be cut from current usage versus living in the squalor of failed dreams. Just... that is all. Again.
You know, one of the things most people don't take into account is huge. If the economy collapses you will be spending a much larger amount of time in your home. For me, I see this amazingly easily since I am often stuck in my home. As a fact, my home has become more of an extension of my body than a place to dwell. Being desperately exhausted all of the time must be something like having diarrhea to a degree. Most of you have had that. With both of those, you have serious limits on how far and long you can leave a 'safe place'. If you have diarrhea for an extended period of time, you will more and more simply choose to stay home. It is the same with exhaustion. The world is unkind to the weak and ill. And, being in your home, you will use far more resources. When doing activities become dangerous because there are no medicines or doctors, you will cut your activities to only what is necessary. No more hikes to see the top of the world, no more hanggliding, no more wind surfing, no more camping unless to live in a cooler climate for a bit but it won't be the same. You will work and sleep. And you will not work eight hour days, the work will be far too hard.
I know they say farmers used to work from sun up to sun down, but I think you miss that the woman and young children were always at home. And that work was at a very slow pace, save planting and harvest times. Further, the man was always home for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Don't be fooled into thinking, depending on where you live, that you will be working long hours in 100 F plus or even 20 F minus weather. It won't happen. Your will is not stronger than your body and your body isn't so strong as you would like to imagine. You will be homebound and sucking juice or burning wood or using water constantly, like nothing you have ever known. Just... some more thoughts. Most people do not realize that most of their life expenses are subsidized by their employer. Oh? Oh yeah. Now... that is all.
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A little bit of looking around and I found what will help me figure out power usage. The thing that sticks in my craw is that many things get great reviews, but if you look at the bad reviews you find all kinds of ugly. And, yes, looking at only the good is foolish. That is what an optimist does. He sees a majority of favorable reviews and ignores the rest, then whines ceaselessly when failure occurs until he finds another product with (mostly) good reviews. Something about doing the same thing over and over and insanity? Anyway, I figure if I order one of these, and get right on using it, I have 30 days with an actual guarantee for the cheaper one.
Before I can figure out my solar electric system, I have to have a clear idea about how much electricity I currently use. I can't plan for having appliances that use propane, or a wood burning stove, or anything else until I have those in hand. And, I may have to go with a system that won't cover all of my current usage and hope there is time to scale back in time. But I need to have a solid scale so that I neither overspend nor short myself "unexpectedly".
Something else that has to be noted is that, in the shortest of the winter months, we only get 1.9 hours of sun here. And, that is when it is not overcast (though perhaps that is the average including cloudy days?). We have another several months in the 2 hour and change range. While it is sunnier here than in Iowa, from what I have seen (which means little, in truth, as empirical data from a few years is void), that really impacts my best hopes for the system. And while a wind/solar system might sound good, this area is particularly windless coming in at the lowest wind production capacity rating available, making the much higher costs unreasonable for several reasons. So either I upgrade the system to provide something during those times, plan to cut back hugely in the winter the time when electricity is very important for at least lighting but also due to not being able to get out of the home as often or for as long, or a bit of both while figuring out how to change some the parameters by adding propane or other gas appliances.
This is not an easy trick. But I don't want to do what I have read others have done by building a system with high hopes only to be crushed by the reality on the ground. The truth hurts, but more so if you don't ever seek the truth in the first place. What was it? Ah. "How terrible is wisdom when it brings no profit to the wise." Too late is simply just that, too late. You can always upgrade, unless you have used every resource at your disposal. Those panels need space, lots of it for a decent sized system, and they are expensive. Adding in the best would reduce space at a cost, and vice versa. A balance has to be obtained that works for your pocket and your land. This might be the more painful of directions, slowing all progress. But the pain is felt going in, not in the living. A few months of serious planning, sweating the details, covering for losses and problems, designing for needs and some wants, adding some padding for when even the worst case scenario ends up not being the worst, and knowing what must be cut from current usage versus living in the squalor of failed dreams. Just... that is all. Again.
You know, one of the things most people don't take into account is huge. If the economy collapses you will be spending a much larger amount of time in your home. For me, I see this amazingly easily since I am often stuck in my home. As a fact, my home has become more of an extension of my body than a place to dwell. Being desperately exhausted all of the time must be something like having diarrhea to a degree. Most of you have had that. With both of those, you have serious limits on how far and long you can leave a 'safe place'. If you have diarrhea for an extended period of time, you will more and more simply choose to stay home. It is the same with exhaustion. The world is unkind to the weak and ill. And, being in your home, you will use far more resources. When doing activities become dangerous because there are no medicines or doctors, you will cut your activities to only what is necessary. No more hikes to see the top of the world, no more hanggliding, no more wind surfing, no more camping unless to live in a cooler climate for a bit but it won't be the same. You will work and sleep. And you will not work eight hour days, the work will be far too hard.
I know they say farmers used to work from sun up to sun down, but I think you miss that the woman and young children were always at home. And that work was at a very slow pace, save planting and harvest times. Further, the man was always home for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Don't be fooled into thinking, depending on where you live, that you will be working long hours in 100 F plus or even 20 F minus weather. It won't happen. Your will is not stronger than your body and your body isn't so strong as you would like to imagine. You will be homebound and sucking juice or burning wood or using water constantly, like nothing you have ever known. Just... some more thoughts. Most people do not realize that most of their life expenses are subsidized by their employer. Oh? Oh yeah. Now... that is all.
Ugh.
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I could not sleep so I tried to stay up, to take my friend out. Hmm, missed confession, church, I wanted to at least try for this. Nope. I completely ran out of steam. Yeah, it has to be the medicine this time around. How can you take full dose medicine when you can't take full dose medicine? That is easy, you don't. I will continue to do my best to take it until my next appointment. But I am shot. Little will happen in life until I start lowering the dosages is my guess. I will try but I realize I am back to zombieland. At least they honestly did do the increases slowly enough that I didn't actually 'black out'. Sure, it crept up on me, but I have been, for the most part, able to take the medicine up to this point. At this point though, that is almost the sum total of what I can do. I didn't lose a month, fall off medicine mostly, only to 'wake up' one day and feel guilty about... not taking my medicine. Back to those initial levels, it's as good as I can do, or want to do. Then again, even trying to just take it back to the last dosage level might be enough.
My appointment is coming up rather quickly. My mission, should I accept it (and I do), is to get there, somehow, by hook, crook, claw, or nail. It will be difficult. I can barely sit in this chair and type. Zombieland indeed. I wonder if all medicine does this? Every type, whether they were treating some false diagnosis or this real one, when it gets up to or even close to dose, does this. Do they have anything that doesn't cause a complete failure in my function? Is that their goal? I really don't know. I know only that nothing can help me if I can't take it. They might as well just quit and go home. That is what I will be doing after I inform them, mostly.
I did see a cool little home, again. I have written about these before. I never did find material costs and such until this time, I think. They are called Tumbleweed homes. People keep calling them the $99 dollar houses, which I knew was wrong. That is how much plans cost. The building material list is more along these lines. Still, not too bad. I would not be building it on a trailer, thus cutting some costs, but then adding costs by building a foundation. I would try to get it on a foundation (perhaps even with a small cellar), and have electric and gas attached.
Why? For one or two of those crazy women types who have some claim to me to have their own little nest. They would have to bring something to the effort, financially, mind you. But they would have a place to themselves, each. My mother would hate it, upon first seeing it. But after living with me for a week or two, she would be moving in faster than I could count to 1, 2, feminists suck, 3. *evil grins* My lady friend would absolutely love/hate it. As she does all her things. But they would have the main house if it got too cold/hot, for laundry, for bigger meals (or meals in general). But... with my rules. No mouthy woman crap in my presence. They want to natter, they could do it amongst each other or find friends to hate on. And being that they don't like each other much more than they like my manness and my attitude, it could work, mostly.
Yeah, well, my sense of humor never leaves me, mostly. Yes, to some of you women readers, I understand that you have no sense of my humor. But... think about it. You aren't supposed to have it. It's in the genes. *boing* I will try to get some work done tonight. This room has been started but not finished. And perhaps I could revisit the dishes. That is all.
Sleep well while I try to get my lump going faster than a snail. Good night.
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I could not sleep so I tried to stay up, to take my friend out. Hmm, missed confession, church, I wanted to at least try for this. Nope. I completely ran out of steam. Yeah, it has to be the medicine this time around. How can you take full dose medicine when you can't take full dose medicine? That is easy, you don't. I will continue to do my best to take it until my next appointment. But I am shot. Little will happen in life until I start lowering the dosages is my guess. I will try but I realize I am back to zombieland. At least they honestly did do the increases slowly enough that I didn't actually 'black out'. Sure, it crept up on me, but I have been, for the most part, able to take the medicine up to this point. At this point though, that is almost the sum total of what I can do. I didn't lose a month, fall off medicine mostly, only to 'wake up' one day and feel guilty about... not taking my medicine. Back to those initial levels, it's as good as I can do, or want to do. Then again, even trying to just take it back to the last dosage level might be enough.
My appointment is coming up rather quickly. My mission, should I accept it (and I do), is to get there, somehow, by hook, crook, claw, or nail. It will be difficult. I can barely sit in this chair and type. Zombieland indeed. I wonder if all medicine does this? Every type, whether they were treating some false diagnosis or this real one, when it gets up to or even close to dose, does this. Do they have anything that doesn't cause a complete failure in my function? Is that their goal? I really don't know. I know only that nothing can help me if I can't take it. They might as well just quit and go home. That is what I will be doing after I inform them, mostly.
I did see a cool little home, again. I have written about these before. I never did find material costs and such until this time, I think. They are called Tumbleweed homes. People keep calling them the $99 dollar houses, which I knew was wrong. That is how much plans cost. The building material list is more along these lines. Still, not too bad. I would not be building it on a trailer, thus cutting some costs, but then adding costs by building a foundation. I would try to get it on a foundation (perhaps even with a small cellar), and have electric and gas attached.
Why? For one or two of those crazy women types who have some claim to me to have their own little nest. They would have to bring something to the effort, financially, mind you. But they would have a place to themselves, each. My mother would hate it, upon first seeing it. But after living with me for a week or two, she would be moving in faster than I could count to 1, 2, feminists suck, 3. *evil grins* My lady friend would absolutely love/hate it. As she does all her things. But they would have the main house if it got too cold/hot, for laundry, for bigger meals (or meals in general). But... with my rules. No mouthy woman crap in my presence. They want to natter, they could do it amongst each other or find friends to hate on. And being that they don't like each other much more than they like my manness and my attitude, it could work, mostly.
Yeah, well, my sense of humor never leaves me, mostly. Yes, to some of you women readers, I understand that you have no sense of my humor. But... think about it. You aren't supposed to have it. It's in the genes. *boing* I will try to get some work done tonight. This room has been started but not finished. And perhaps I could revisit the dishes. That is all.
Sleep well while I try to get my lump going faster than a snail. Good night.
Figuring yourself out.
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Do you think, for the most part, you are a kind man or woman? Do you think you try your best, and that you even do pretty well? I know I do. I also know I am blind to much of what I do. Memory issues aside, I have to wonder what the other guy, gal, or "witnesses" thought. I do know I've probably not missed having a particular curse word used against me. I've been in a lot of fights. I've known a lot of women. How wrong was I? How judgmental? How many mistakes, real mistakes, did I make?
There is a song and a movie that... sure made me stop and think. The song is just a general notion. The movie... How much don't I remember. Nah, the movie is a bit extreme, even for me. At least in the deepest and darkest parts of it.
Do you really know who you are? Now, I will say this. Once I became a Christian, for sure, and to a greater degree, I do. Not that I'm not still capable of being a tool, just not that kind of tool. I can choose to sin, but I can't be made to do so.
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Do you think, for the most part, you are a kind man or woman? Do you think you try your best, and that you even do pretty well? I know I do. I also know I am blind to much of what I do. Memory issues aside, I have to wonder what the other guy, gal, or "witnesses" thought. I do know I've probably not missed having a particular curse word used against me. I've been in a lot of fights. I've known a lot of women. How wrong was I? How judgmental? How many mistakes, real mistakes, did I make?
There is a song and a movie that... sure made me stop and think. The song is just a general notion. The movie... How much don't I remember. Nah, the movie is a bit extreme, even for me. At least in the deepest and darkest parts of it.
Do you really know who you are? Now, I will say this. Once I became a Christian, for sure, and to a greater degree, I do. Not that I'm not still capable of being a tool, just not that kind of tool. I can choose to sin, but I can't be made to do so.
I figured it out.
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The reason my days and nights and sleep are becoming messed up is probably due to the increases in medicine. It makes me less able to be active, which makes it harder to sleep, which makes my days shift and twirl. And, perhaps, it makes me healthier so that even if I cannot function I do have the energy deep down inside. That keeps me awake. That is why they made the appointment for a month after this last increase. They thought I might bottom out and where hoping to give me some time before adding to the dosage. I hate to say it but I won't be ready for another increase. I know where that next step will take me.
I think I have hit the limits with medicine. The problem is, it is nowhere near where they want it to be in order to actually fix anything, if it can. But barring moving forward I may have to move backwards. If they can't figure something out, this is probably it. I will be discussing this next time. I don't have a wife to tend me. I don't have the capacity, as is, to tend myself. Something has to give. Ah well, I gave it a decent shot. The upshot is that on minimum doses I sure feel better. I might be dying faster, but I sure don't feel like it on low doses.
You can't say I didn't try.
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The reason my days and nights and sleep are becoming messed up is probably due to the increases in medicine. It makes me less able to be active, which makes it harder to sleep, which makes my days shift and twirl. And, perhaps, it makes me healthier so that even if I cannot function I do have the energy deep down inside. That keeps me awake. That is why they made the appointment for a month after this last increase. They thought I might bottom out and where hoping to give me some time before adding to the dosage. I hate to say it but I won't be ready for another increase. I know where that next step will take me.
I think I have hit the limits with medicine. The problem is, it is nowhere near where they want it to be in order to actually fix anything, if it can. But barring moving forward I may have to move backwards. If they can't figure something out, this is probably it. I will be discussing this next time. I don't have a wife to tend me. I don't have the capacity, as is, to tend myself. Something has to give. Ah well, I gave it a decent shot. The upshot is that on minimum doses I sure feel better. I might be dying faster, but I sure don't feel like it on low doses.
You can't say I didn't try.
Sleep cycle is nuts.
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You can try to sleep but that doesn't mean you will sleep. You can want to sleep with the same results. Who knows why. I simply cannot find sleep when I necessarily want or need it. Oh well. I have been doing more research regarding a solar power system. One thing I am certain about is that I can't depend on one completely to live the life I lead. Wait, let me take that back. I could if I wanted to use my acreage for solar panels and somehow spend a fortune. Then again, when I am filling out forms, I probably exaggerate without really knowing what I am talking about.
Several things do come to mind though. One line of questioning is how much electricity do I really use. How much of it is needed. With my sleep schedule being erratic, it will change. If I am awake in the day, I use very few lights. If I am awake at night, I blow the bank. I hate having the whole house dark. Now, I probably could get more lamps. Most of my main room lights are four bulb jobs. I suppose I could change those out? Uhm, no. When I want serious light I like having four 100 watt bulbs. But I could go with more single light lamps, or lamps with multiple independent bulbs. Anyway, I need to figure out how much electricity I really use.
Another question is how much I can reasonably cut back and how much I will seriously need to change in my lifestyle, if I want to have a (basically) off-grid system. When my mother returns home I will be disconnecting cable tv. But I will still watch movies from time to time. I will still use the dvd math tutorials occasionally. But that would only add up to, say, six hours a week, maybe twelve if I was studying heavily. Though I would like to get a refrigerator and freezer along the lines of what I showed D.C., or what he showed me, I wouldn't be using those unless there was a grid down event (probably?).
I would like to change to a propane drier, perhaps stove (unless I decided to go with a wood stove). Having both might have advantages for sideways reliability (no wood, no problem, no gas, no problem). Crazy talk, but. What I am saying is I would like to alter some of my appliances, change my ways a bit, and figure things out. I may start looking for a tool that allows me to measure my energy usage a bit more closely, and can check the power usage of items, or two different devices if need be.
Given all that, I still think going with the best solar system I can afford is the way forward. [after food and transport, of course] Oh, I really would love to upgrade my kitchen in there somehow, but that looks like it slid so far down the list as to be off the list, for now. After the power source, I then have appliances and tools to consider. Everything from a wood burning stove and stock stand alone heater, to propane drier, and perhaps propane stove/oven, and in there as well, canning supplies, livestock, kit for livestock, and the rest.
I feel like a ship run by a crazy captain. He wants to go where it is safe, due north. But he wants to go where it is warm, due south. So he commands they head north by south! I still want some good things in life. I still want to enjoy what is enjoyable, while I can. But I don't want to squander time or money or my own energy. How about north by southnorth? Oh, I thought about a solar water heaters, but I think just my power plant will take up all available reasonable slots for solar panels. I might make those propane though. I wish I could consolidate the hot water supply, but the distance and complexity would make that a bit fail, I think.
Anyway, I keep looking and finding out more. I suppose some of this will come through osmosis, some will have to be the hard work of crunching numbers, figuring out amps, volts, wiring, components, learning how to install things, how to configure them, making and reading diagrams, and ugh stuff. None of it will be easy, at all. Even the pro's mess it up. And, I would argue the pro's are almost more likely to mess it up because they are never who they seem. DIY is the best way so you know what is in there, you know what goes where, you will probably learn any maintenance along the way. Why have a system you know nothing about for a time when there may be nobody to help?
I have to take my friend shooting at 13:00 and it is now 7:05. I need a bit of sleep, anyway. Good night.
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You can try to sleep but that doesn't mean you will sleep. You can want to sleep with the same results. Who knows why. I simply cannot find sleep when I necessarily want or need it. Oh well. I have been doing more research regarding a solar power system. One thing I am certain about is that I can't depend on one completely to live the life I lead. Wait, let me take that back. I could if I wanted to use my acreage for solar panels and somehow spend a fortune. Then again, when I am filling out forms, I probably exaggerate without really knowing what I am talking about.
Several things do come to mind though. One line of questioning is how much electricity do I really use. How much of it is needed. With my sleep schedule being erratic, it will change. If I am awake in the day, I use very few lights. If I am awake at night, I blow the bank. I hate having the whole house dark. Now, I probably could get more lamps. Most of my main room lights are four bulb jobs. I suppose I could change those out? Uhm, no. When I want serious light I like having four 100 watt bulbs. But I could go with more single light lamps, or lamps with multiple independent bulbs. Anyway, I need to figure out how much electricity I really use.
Another question is how much I can reasonably cut back and how much I will seriously need to change in my lifestyle, if I want to have a (basically) off-grid system. When my mother returns home I will be disconnecting cable tv. But I will still watch movies from time to time. I will still use the dvd math tutorials occasionally. But that would only add up to, say, six hours a week, maybe twelve if I was studying heavily. Though I would like to get a refrigerator and freezer along the lines of what I showed D.C., or what he showed me, I wouldn't be using those unless there was a grid down event (probably?).
I would like to change to a propane drier, perhaps stove (unless I decided to go with a wood stove). Having both might have advantages for sideways reliability (no wood, no problem, no gas, no problem). Crazy talk, but. What I am saying is I would like to alter some of my appliances, change my ways a bit, and figure things out. I may start looking for a tool that allows me to measure my energy usage a bit more closely, and can check the power usage of items, or two different devices if need be.
Given all that, I still think going with the best solar system I can afford is the way forward. [after food and transport, of course] Oh, I really would love to upgrade my kitchen in there somehow, but that looks like it slid so far down the list as to be off the list, for now. After the power source, I then have appliances and tools to consider. Everything from a wood burning stove and stock stand alone heater, to propane drier, and perhaps propane stove/oven, and in there as well, canning supplies, livestock, kit for livestock, and the rest.
I feel like a ship run by a crazy captain. He wants to go where it is safe, due north. But he wants to go where it is warm, due south. So he commands they head north by south! I still want some good things in life. I still want to enjoy what is enjoyable, while I can. But I don't want to squander time or money or my own energy. How about north by southnorth? Oh, I thought about a solar water heaters, but I think just my power plant will take up all available reasonable slots for solar panels. I might make those propane though. I wish I could consolidate the hot water supply, but the distance and complexity would make that a bit fail, I think.
Anyway, I keep looking and finding out more. I suppose some of this will come through osmosis, some will have to be the hard work of crunching numbers, figuring out amps, volts, wiring, components, learning how to install things, how to configure them, making and reading diagrams, and ugh stuff. None of it will be easy, at all. Even the pro's mess it up. And, I would argue the pro's are almost more likely to mess it up because they are never who they seem. DIY is the best way so you know what is in there, you know what goes where, you will probably learn any maintenance along the way. Why have a system you know nothing about for a time when there may be nobody to help?
I have to take my friend shooting at 13:00 and it is now 7:05. I need a bit of sleep, anyway. Good night.
Saturday, September 3, 2011
I caught the little bastard.
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The one ringing my doorbell. Scared the bejesus out of him too, you should have seen his face. In my deepest darkest Darth Vader voice I asked who his parents where. And he told me as fast as he could. I then told him to go home. *poof* They didn't think I was quite as quick as I was. You would know it was the one black kid in town, or one of the few. They are adopting them up here. And, yeah, I suspected him to. It is my way, and for good reason. I know his parents so I called. No one answered so I left a message and will call back or walk over tomorrow. On the other hand, I suspect the kids were taking turns and they aren't all black. His turn came at the wrong time. In any case, this will soon be ended. No, as I said, I am not all that angry, just annoyed. I am almost sure I did the same thing. Still, now I know why not to do that. It takes time to learn. Not that I wouldn't mind hearing about a spanking. I know if I had been caught I would very much have had my butt red for a bit.
I love it when a plan comes together. *chuckles*
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The one ringing my doorbell. Scared the bejesus out of him too, you should have seen his face. In my deepest darkest Darth Vader voice I asked who his parents where. And he told me as fast as he could. I then told him to go home. *poof* They didn't think I was quite as quick as I was. You would know it was the one black kid in town, or one of the few. They are adopting them up here. And, yeah, I suspected him to. It is my way, and for good reason. I know his parents so I called. No one answered so I left a message and will call back or walk over tomorrow. On the other hand, I suspect the kids were taking turns and they aren't all black. His turn came at the wrong time. In any case, this will soon be ended. No, as I said, I am not all that angry, just annoyed. I am almost sure I did the same thing. Still, now I know why not to do that. It takes time to learn. Not that I wouldn't mind hearing about a spanking. I know if I had been caught I would very much have had my butt red for a bit.
I love it when a plan comes together. *chuckles*
There is that too.
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I went to sleep so that waking at 14:00 was reasonable. But I have been pushing everything with little sleep, longer hours, activities (considering), dehydration, and little food. Here I sit, barely awake, at 19:10. I set the alarm for 14:00 and heard it but only woke enough at 13:43 to shut if off. What a weird, hard, deep, mishmashed sleep though. I'm not sure if it was good or bad, it feels like a mix of the two, like the rides at the fair that were an absolute thrill and scared you happily but left you on the edge of losing everything you ate for the last three years! He's gonna blow captain, run away, run away fast! I'm still reeling from the event. I think it was better than not, and needed too.
The only dream I remember was a real kick in my tenders. Oh, I knew the truth of it at all times, I just hate looking at it so bluntly. To know there is a sun, and like it, also means you don't necessarily stare at it. Over and over, various problems were outlined in skits. The two themes I remember being in numerous skits each I can only briefly describe. In the first, I noticed sales going forward. People of mean means, average income folks, and the rich were trying to obtain things they needed or things that they were required to obtain for societal purposes. One man was buying groceries, a poorer man was buying wedding rings so his son might be able to marry, and a list of other sales scenes. And then I was able to tell the actual price the merchant had paid for those items, and I knew in a few cases the merchant knew he was selling inferior-for-the-price items, with a straight face. This is an irritating part of capitalism. Though do not be fooled into thinking socialism or communism don't support, and more so, these same things in their own ways. The next series of scenes were police involvements with citizens. For the most part I am a law and order sort. Many of these scenes were just fine, typical, as they could and should happen events. But some of them were of the worst sorts. And, yeah, that happens. It was just an irritating, true, but side issue dream. I think there were many other types of scenarios, but those are the ones I remember. Yeah, a dream that took everything I pretty much believe in and shoved my nose in the worst aspects of it. Heh. I don't mind. And... I know. But I still believe in what I believe.
Hmm, I seem to have been busy blogging yesterday. Oh well. I couldn't get much else going and was trying to stay up, so when I push myself and don't have much else to do that I can do, blogging is something to do, along with research. I was trying to stay up so as to get good sleep, though it looks like I overdid the staying awake and then overdid sleeping. Ah well, I do try. It is difficult to play this game of life just so with such sandbags that I posses with no intent or even guilt. Simply, there they are. But I am not complaining. God has tended me far better than I deserve. This is truer then the last statement. I... came out ahead. And perhaps I have learned humility for it, or some humility, I think. A good trade in real terms.
Has anyone noticed that as you age your understanding of money expands greatly (irrelative to economic factors, just assume the dollar was and always will be worth exactly the same for this exercise). When I was young, even before health issues became apparent, money was so different. Oh, sure, I knew of cars and houses and tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions, billions, and trillions of dollars out there. It just wasn't real to me. Even if I had it, or when I had it, it was something of a tool, a cold hard thing like a hammer. None of it was pertinent to my life. Now, as I drive a vehicle that involves those amounts and type this sitting in a house that involves even more, those numbers all become just a little more real. They are a part of my life, and perhaps a little bit of who I am. I wonder, if I live long enough, if those numbers will eventually shrink from my conscious understanding again? I don't think it is a moral issue, though, not in my case or most others. It is just there. Later.
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I went to sleep so that waking at 14:00 was reasonable. But I have been pushing everything with little sleep, longer hours, activities (considering), dehydration, and little food. Here I sit, barely awake, at 19:10. I set the alarm for 14:00 and heard it but only woke enough at 13:43 to shut if off. What a weird, hard, deep, mishmashed sleep though. I'm not sure if it was good or bad, it feels like a mix of the two, like the rides at the fair that were an absolute thrill and scared you happily but left you on the edge of losing everything you ate for the last three years! He's gonna blow captain, run away, run away fast! I'm still reeling from the event. I think it was better than not, and needed too.
The only dream I remember was a real kick in my tenders. Oh, I knew the truth of it at all times, I just hate looking at it so bluntly. To know there is a sun, and like it, also means you don't necessarily stare at it. Over and over, various problems were outlined in skits. The two themes I remember being in numerous skits each I can only briefly describe. In the first, I noticed sales going forward. People of mean means, average income folks, and the rich were trying to obtain things they needed or things that they were required to obtain for societal purposes. One man was buying groceries, a poorer man was buying wedding rings so his son might be able to marry, and a list of other sales scenes. And then I was able to tell the actual price the merchant had paid for those items, and I knew in a few cases the merchant knew he was selling inferior-for-the-price items, with a straight face. This is an irritating part of capitalism. Though do not be fooled into thinking socialism or communism don't support, and more so, these same things in their own ways. The next series of scenes were police involvements with citizens. For the most part I am a law and order sort. Many of these scenes were just fine, typical, as they could and should happen events. But some of them were of the worst sorts. And, yeah, that happens. It was just an irritating, true, but side issue dream. I think there were many other types of scenarios, but those are the ones I remember. Yeah, a dream that took everything I pretty much believe in and shoved my nose in the worst aspects of it. Heh. I don't mind. And... I know. But I still believe in what I believe.
Hmm, I seem to have been busy blogging yesterday. Oh well. I couldn't get much else going and was trying to stay up, so when I push myself and don't have much else to do that I can do, blogging is something to do, along with research. I was trying to stay up so as to get good sleep, though it looks like I overdid the staying awake and then overdid sleeping. Ah well, I do try. It is difficult to play this game of life just so with such sandbags that I posses with no intent or even guilt. Simply, there they are. But I am not complaining. God has tended me far better than I deserve. This is truer then the last statement. I... came out ahead. And perhaps I have learned humility for it, or some humility, I think. A good trade in real terms.
Has anyone noticed that as you age your understanding of money expands greatly (irrelative to economic factors, just assume the dollar was and always will be worth exactly the same for this exercise). When I was young, even before health issues became apparent, money was so different. Oh, sure, I knew of cars and houses and tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions, billions, and trillions of dollars out there. It just wasn't real to me. Even if I had it, or when I had it, it was something of a tool, a cold hard thing like a hammer. None of it was pertinent to my life. Now, as I drive a vehicle that involves those amounts and type this sitting in a house that involves even more, those numbers all become just a little more real. They are a part of my life, and perhaps a little bit of who I am. I wonder, if I live long enough, if those numbers will eventually shrink from my conscious understanding again? I don't think it is a moral issue, though, not in my case or most others. It is just there. Later.
Oh well.
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I just can't sleep. I feel it, yes sir, I do want to sleep, both mind and body. My eyes even hurt. I used to think that might be some kind of headache or some mental condition, when I used to believe in that. As my head has cleared, I see more clearly about more things than what I could keep conscious enough to really pin down before. Got to hand them something for that, as these medicines ARE actually improving my life. And what I see is this pain is neither mental or a headache, it is my eyes hurting because of a lack of fluid. My eyes rub my eyelids, dry eyelids, or maybe just sore from being open too long while dry along with the blinks combined with no lube. Something like that. It is just my eyes telling me to suck fluid like a fool or my body will hurt me even more. You know how many times they have hurt like that, for long periods, and I just ignored because I didn't know what it truly was? I'm surprised I haven't hurt myself silly ignoring things I couldn't become awake enough to know where a problem and tend. Well, knowing isn't immediately helping but I am trying to hydrate.
I wrote to the proprietor of SurvivalBlog, giving thanks for a couple of articles that got me started. One I read tonight, the other I read recently. Combined with all else, and a friend, I am just extremely grateful to have some kind of loose but possible plan for an energy and heating/heating-cooling system. This is real, I can see the numbers working, I can see (with the money in hand) me truly getting into the project, digging deep, pushing, pulling, scraping, drilling, sawing, and... getting it done. It most certainly will not be done in a week, or three, or even three months. It might take me a year or two to make it happen. If I can indeed get to it in the first place. Like I said, an $18k system would, in finality, end up costing me about $8.1k. Which, with the first lump of cash that could be arriving soon (need to call and check) might leave me enough to buy a rechargeable 20 volt power tool kit, extra batteries for that, standard rechargeable batteries, consider a low-power freezer and refrigerator, and still have a bit to pay off one of the more irksome of my bills.
My deal is doing even more research, deciding on whether to go with solar and wood burning and propane generator with ac, or geothermal. Woops. I kept thinking I knew nothing about geothermal, so I did some digging. A ballpark figure for geothermal seemed to be about $26k. It is NOT something I could install myself, at all. Okay, so that is out of the picture. Oh, they would finance it. They suggest $302 a month, indicating that is how much I am supposed to be paying on my utilities a month as is, which I could just now pay them, but forgetting (ignoring) that geothermal is only more efficient. It still uses from 28% to 60% of what I am currently paying (only the 60% applies to me, currently, as I have no AC, which is where this unit shines in comparison, and it is only hot enough to really use AC a month or two out of the year, for me and here). However, an $18k solar system would easily see me through, perhaps without the need of a propane generator for the window ac? I am not even sure I would need that much of one? Just... scrambling eggs.
Oh, one little snag. An add to complexity and cost, to be sure, as well. The only way to receive those government rebates, at least from Utah, is to have a grid tied system. That doesn't necessarily mean I would have to have it installed, it does mean a lot more of a new and complex design element must be considered. Why can't the government just leave us alone to do what we think is best? I know they just want it so that they can grab if they want or need. I simply don't trust the state. I wonder how long it must remain grid available? It seems that, as soon as possible, dismantling the grid tie might be very wise. Then again, maybe not. I hate that anyway. Oh, and it definitely adds to cost, reducing the potential power availability per money invested.
Boy, those "eco" places sure push for you got get the "cheaper and maintenance free" grid tied (non-functional in a grid down) systems. It looks like most of them work directly for the power companies, which are all so heavily regulated they might as well be state agencies, companies right out of Hitler's Germany, to be honest. Oh, I know, you can still install a battery panel and some other equipment and set both up, which simply adds expense on expense with no return on the grid tie-in switching, which will undermine the whole notion of any kind of rebate, which is exactly what they want to get most people to not go that route. Gah, I hate that. Still, it isn't a deal breaker, just a bit of a setback.
Bleh. I'm done with research for now. Later or good night.
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I just can't sleep. I feel it, yes sir, I do want to sleep, both mind and body. My eyes even hurt. I used to think that might be some kind of headache or some mental condition, when I used to believe in that. As my head has cleared, I see more clearly about more things than what I could keep conscious enough to really pin down before. Got to hand them something for that, as these medicines ARE actually improving my life. And what I see is this pain is neither mental or a headache, it is my eyes hurting because of a lack of fluid. My eyes rub my eyelids, dry eyelids, or maybe just sore from being open too long while dry along with the blinks combined with no lube. Something like that. It is just my eyes telling me to suck fluid like a fool or my body will hurt me even more. You know how many times they have hurt like that, for long periods, and I just ignored because I didn't know what it truly was? I'm surprised I haven't hurt myself silly ignoring things I couldn't become awake enough to know where a problem and tend. Well, knowing isn't immediately helping but I am trying to hydrate.
I wrote to the proprietor of SurvivalBlog, giving thanks for a couple of articles that got me started. One I read tonight, the other I read recently. Combined with all else, and a friend, I am just extremely grateful to have some kind of loose but possible plan for an energy and heating/heating-cooling system. This is real, I can see the numbers working, I can see (with the money in hand) me truly getting into the project, digging deep, pushing, pulling, scraping, drilling, sawing, and... getting it done. It most certainly will not be done in a week, or three, or even three months. It might take me a year or two to make it happen. If I can indeed get to it in the first place. Like I said, an $18k system would, in finality, end up costing me about $8.1k. Which, with the first lump of cash that could be arriving soon (need to call and check) might leave me enough to buy a rechargeable 20 volt power tool kit, extra batteries for that, standard rechargeable batteries, consider a low-power freezer and refrigerator, and still have a bit to pay off one of the more irksome of my bills.
My deal is doing even more research, deciding on whether to go with solar and wood burning and propane generator with ac, or geothermal. Woops. I kept thinking I knew nothing about geothermal, so I did some digging. A ballpark figure for geothermal seemed to be about $26k. It is NOT something I could install myself, at all. Okay, so that is out of the picture. Oh, they would finance it. They suggest $302 a month, indicating that is how much I am supposed to be paying on my utilities a month as is, which I could just now pay them, but forgetting (ignoring) that geothermal is only more efficient. It still uses from 28% to 60% of what I am currently paying (only the 60% applies to me, currently, as I have no AC, which is where this unit shines in comparison, and it is only hot enough to really use AC a month or two out of the year, for me and here). However, an $18k solar system would easily see me through, perhaps without the need of a propane generator for the window ac? I am not even sure I would need that much of one? Just... scrambling eggs.
Oh, one little snag. An add to complexity and cost, to be sure, as well. The only way to receive those government rebates, at least from Utah, is to have a grid tied system. That doesn't necessarily mean I would have to have it installed, it does mean a lot more of a new and complex design element must be considered. Why can't the government just leave us alone to do what we think is best? I know they just want it so that they can grab if they want or need. I simply don't trust the state. I wonder how long it must remain grid available? It seems that, as soon as possible, dismantling the grid tie might be very wise. Then again, maybe not. I hate that anyway. Oh, and it definitely adds to cost, reducing the potential power availability per money invested.
Boy, those "eco" places sure push for you got get the "cheaper and maintenance free" grid tied (non-functional in a grid down) systems. It looks like most of them work directly for the power companies, which are all so heavily regulated they might as well be state agencies, companies right out of Hitler's Germany, to be honest. Oh, I know, you can still install a battery panel and some other equipment and set both up, which simply adds expense on expense with no return on the grid tie-in switching, which will undermine the whole notion of any kind of rebate, which is exactly what they want to get most people to not go that route. Gah, I hate that. Still, it isn't a deal breaker, just a bit of a setback.
Bleh. I'm done with research for now. Later or good night.
Friday, September 2, 2011
Okay, something I hadn't considered regarding renewable energy.
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While reading at Survivalblog, about man who just went through Irene and learned some things, and decided to share his new understanding. A man who had, if timidly due to his wife and her family, prepped. A man who thought it was all set. A man who learned better. Thank you, sir, for sharing. And thank goodness you survived without too many losses, and a great new gain.
While his story was horribly shocking, and answers much of why I sometimes sweat and roll before sleeping, it also taught me some things. A wife. I have to make sure any woman I bring on board IS on board. It isn't a maybe, she will haul the water or walk the plank. A little kink wouldn't hurt either, once in a while, either. (I'll figure out how to get a dancing pole installed, for love and her health, mind you.) and (Just saying.) Another thing I learned? Those stupid little things, those seeming insignificant details I am trying to fill in? Yeah, that's not bad except that it might be too slow. Especially with no wife and kids who really do need some of the money, currently. Except I need to have that a bit more coherently going forward. Then again, I have been buying some rather good stuff. While wool and silk socks, special "outdoorsman" skivvies, and a hatchet might not seem all that good, they are. But I need to figure out a more solid plan. I do spend much of my free money on some of this little stuff. But now to focus that, look to needs and potential needs in some kind of order. This part is quite difficult! Staying on such a plan is just as difficult. Oh, and lifestyle over survival. I really have to try and... bend that more toward survival. I might be able to allow them to come together, if that won't be quick or painless. Oh, and I am starting to take OPSEC more seriously, if I am going to have to learn much more regarding that and my internet usage. My guess is I have absolutely blown my OPSEC. On the good side, I have very little actually worth looting, for the most part... currently.
The other thing, and this is quite important, is that the type of renewable energy is not quite what I thought. What do I mean? When I started looking at the best system for my area, from reading this man's suggestion that solar was only good if you could dump a ton of money into it. D.C. sort of intimated 6k, and I think he did all his own work, so at least double that for an installed equivalent system, and that requires special appliances so it works. So, I ended up looking over a renewable energy database for my county. And what I learned from that is wind power is out, biomass is rated very well (though I don't think I could personally use that, though I need to know more), geothermal is highly rated here, solar is good (5.1-5.5 kWh/m2/day), but wind is very bad.
So, my choices for viable renewable energy for personal use are probably limited to geothermal (which seems to be used singularly for heating/cooling, but I honestly know nothing more than what was written in that database) and solar. Solar is only average here, on their charts. I don't know, I just keep wanting to dig and get as much knowledge as quickly as possible and begin making a plan to try and get that installed. Time is not on my side, nor is money, health, function, or anything. But... those things aren't the point. I need to figure out how to bull through. Now, I like a wood oven, for winter. And though I live near mountains, have you any idea what bringing three to seven cords of wood from the mountain to my home would be like on foot, even with horses? And all of that would have to then be chopped by hand, and it would probably be brought down as eight to ten foot lengths, so would first need to be sawed to 17" to 21" lengths, depending on the cook stove/wood stove used (though if I went that way, I would want to make those two things use the same length of cuts).
So, geothermal or wood? Is geothermal even affordable? More research. Wood burning devices would cost... say... $7k-$12k, plus installation adding, perhaps, another $3k-$5k depending on what they find while doing the work, or $1k-$2k if I could put my hands to it. But wood fired would not handle cooling. That would require a generator, probably propane, along with a 2k buried propane tank, which would give me just a bit each night to allow earlier sleep so I could get up and march into the mountains before the sun was up, or ride my bike to get water and haul 80 some pounds of water back home, which might add $3k to $8k, depending on burial costs, rental or purchase of tank (they might not rent a buried tank?), and such. Plus, I would need to get some appliances that ran on propane or they might not bother renting me such a large tank, if they do rent buried tanks?
Anyway, the moral of the story is, no matter what you do, it will be a little thing, or bunch of them, that begin turning into their own hurricane of disasters right when you don't need injury on insulting injury. Getting this right also means stepping up to manage, coordinate, purchase, install, upgrade as needed, and maintain such a wide variety of systems and subsystems that my head is swimming. No, no no. Not a problem. I went through this in engineering school almost every day. I... should I be honest? Yeah, okay... I enjoy this feeling. *wee!* This is were I work my best, in the shit of whatever sort, over my head, with a bag over my face, and something hitting or punching me. I can't even tell, I don't know, and I don't need to know. I don't take it personal, I just want to change the shit into a calm, without dieing, giving up, or losing so I can get on to my next, deeper or new horror.
Oh, by the way, there is a 30% federal tax credit and a 25% state tax credit (with a max of $2k per year on the state, though any excess over the max can be carried out for four years). A self-designed (and installed I think? You know how reading government garbledygook is?) system might actually qualify with less stringent requirements than professionally installed systems! That could... yeah, that might work. That might be enough of a carrot to get this eleph-mule off his... well... mule. S.O.B. While spending money isn't striking gold, if I can figure out and install an $18k system, for example (which includes solar, biomass, and or geothermal systems, my final cost would be, roughly, $8.1k (if the state rebate ($4.5k) would take three years (including the instant $2k from the install year, so two years once it was certified) to collect. The feds offer an immediate and full 30% rebate ($5.4k in this case). However, I am not sure if the rebates overlap, if one is pulled before the other is figured, or what? S.O.B. I can do that, and before long, if too I would have to just not pay off some bills as I had sort of hoped to do. Son of a gun. Maybe... You have no idea what having a dependable, solid, off-grid electric and heating/cooling rig set up would do for my bean. *RELIEF* And now, I have an inkling of a plan. Just a glimmer of a hope, almost palpable, playing at the edges of my psychic periphery like sugar plum dreams in the Christmastimes of my youth.
But it did get me thinking, looking, planning, and going. Then again, it was D.C. who kicked it all off, in the first place, along the way, and again just recently, in truth. Most recently by pointing to food and water transport (the bike and systems for it). Oh yes. I need a little guidance, a little nudge, a clue that isn't cryptic from time to time. Anyway, it is bed time.
[Note to all. Read D.C. and learn! I don't know how much time you have, but... Even Christ did not know some things. Though those with eyes to see and ears to hear have to know it is coming down. Read, watch, learn, ask, do. He or his site can at least get you started.]
Good night.
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While reading at Survivalblog, about man who just went through Irene and learned some things, and decided to share his new understanding. A man who had, if timidly due to his wife and her family, prepped. A man who thought it was all set. A man who learned better. Thank you, sir, for sharing. And thank goodness you survived without too many losses, and a great new gain.
While his story was horribly shocking, and answers much of why I sometimes sweat and roll before sleeping, it also taught me some things. A wife. I have to make sure any woman I bring on board IS on board. It isn't a maybe, she will haul the water or walk the plank. A little kink wouldn't hurt either, once in a while, either. (I'll figure out how to get a dancing pole installed, for love and her health, mind you.) and (Just saying.) Another thing I learned? Those stupid little things, those seeming insignificant details I am trying to fill in? Yeah, that's not bad except that it might be too slow. Especially with no wife and kids who really do need some of the money, currently. Except I need to have that a bit more coherently going forward. Then again, I have been buying some rather good stuff. While wool and silk socks, special "outdoorsman" skivvies, and a hatchet might not seem all that good, they are. But I need to figure out a more solid plan. I do spend much of my free money on some of this little stuff. But now to focus that, look to needs and potential needs in some kind of order. This part is quite difficult! Staying on such a plan is just as difficult. Oh, and lifestyle over survival. I really have to try and... bend that more toward survival. I might be able to allow them to come together, if that won't be quick or painless. Oh, and I am starting to take OPSEC more seriously, if I am going to have to learn much more regarding that and my internet usage. My guess is I have absolutely blown my OPSEC. On the good side, I have very little actually worth looting, for the most part... currently.
The other thing, and this is quite important, is that the type of renewable energy is not quite what I thought. What do I mean? When I started looking at the best system for my area, from reading this man's suggestion that solar was only good if you could dump a ton of money into it. D.C. sort of intimated 6k, and I think he did all his own work, so at least double that for an installed equivalent system, and that requires special appliances so it works. So, I ended up looking over a renewable energy database for my county. And what I learned from that is wind power is out, biomass is rated very well (though I don't think I could personally use that, though I need to know more), geothermal is highly rated here, solar is good (5.1-5.5 kWh/m2/day), but wind is very bad.
So, my choices for viable renewable energy for personal use are probably limited to geothermal (which seems to be used singularly for heating/cooling, but I honestly know nothing more than what was written in that database) and solar. Solar is only average here, on their charts. I don't know, I just keep wanting to dig and get as much knowledge as quickly as possible and begin making a plan to try and get that installed. Time is not on my side, nor is money, health, function, or anything. But... those things aren't the point. I need to figure out how to bull through. Now, I like a wood oven, for winter. And though I live near mountains, have you any idea what bringing three to seven cords of wood from the mountain to my home would be like on foot, even with horses? And all of that would have to then be chopped by hand, and it would probably be brought down as eight to ten foot lengths, so would first need to be sawed to 17" to 21" lengths, depending on the cook stove/wood stove used (though if I went that way, I would want to make those two things use the same length of cuts).
So, geothermal or wood? Is geothermal even affordable? More research. Wood burning devices would cost... say... $7k-$12k, plus installation adding, perhaps, another $3k-$5k depending on what they find while doing the work, or $1k-$2k if I could put my hands to it. But wood fired would not handle cooling. That would require a generator, probably propane, along with a 2k buried propane tank, which would give me just a bit each night to allow earlier sleep so I could get up and march into the mountains before the sun was up, or ride my bike to get water and haul 80 some pounds of water back home, which might add $3k to $8k, depending on burial costs, rental or purchase of tank (they might not rent a buried tank?), and such. Plus, I would need to get some appliances that ran on propane or they might not bother renting me such a large tank, if they do rent buried tanks?
Anyway, the moral of the story is, no matter what you do, it will be a little thing, or bunch of them, that begin turning into their own hurricane of disasters right when you don't need injury on insulting injury. Getting this right also means stepping up to manage, coordinate, purchase, install, upgrade as needed, and maintain such a wide variety of systems and subsystems that my head is swimming. No, no no. Not a problem. I went through this in engineering school almost every day. I... should I be honest? Yeah, okay... I enjoy this feeling. *wee!* This is were I work my best, in the shit of whatever sort, over my head, with a bag over my face, and something hitting or punching me. I can't even tell, I don't know, and I don't need to know. I don't take it personal, I just want to change the shit into a calm, without dieing, giving up, or losing so I can get on to my next, deeper or new horror.
Oh, by the way, there is a 30% federal tax credit and a 25% state tax credit (with a max of $2k per year on the state, though any excess over the max can be carried out for four years). A self-designed (and installed I think? You know how reading government garbledygook is?) system might actually qualify with less stringent requirements than professionally installed systems! That could... yeah, that might work. That might be enough of a carrot to get this eleph-mule off his... well... mule. S.O.B. While spending money isn't striking gold, if I can figure out and install an $18k system, for example (which includes solar, biomass, and or geothermal systems, my final cost would be, roughly, $8.1k (if the state rebate ($4.5k) would take three years (including the instant $2k from the install year, so two years once it was certified) to collect. The feds offer an immediate and full 30% rebate ($5.4k in this case). However, I am not sure if the rebates overlap, if one is pulled before the other is figured, or what? S.O.B. I can do that, and before long, if too I would have to just not pay off some bills as I had sort of hoped to do. Son of a gun. Maybe... You have no idea what having a dependable, solid, off-grid electric and heating/cooling rig set up would do for my bean. *RELIEF* And now, I have an inkling of a plan. Just a glimmer of a hope, almost palpable, playing at the edges of my psychic periphery like sugar plum dreams in the Christmastimes of my youth.
But it did get me thinking, looking, planning, and going. Then again, it was D.C. who kicked it all off, in the first place, along the way, and again just recently, in truth. Most recently by pointing to food and water transport (the bike and systems for it). Oh yes. I need a little guidance, a little nudge, a clue that isn't cryptic from time to time. Anyway, it is bed time.
[Note to all. Read D.C. and learn! I don't know how much time you have, but... Even Christ did not know some things. Though those with eyes to see and ears to hear have to know it is coming down. Read, watch, learn, ask, do. He or his site can at least get you started.]
Good night.
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