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Perhaps just setting the water to rights, but that is all gardening is some days. I set the front corners of the front yard to run a bit earlier than usual. Clouds baffled the sun so the lawn was mostly in shade. An hour or two of that, then I moved that operation out back, mostly, leaving one up to hit the nearer part of the front lawn as it was browning. In another hour I will move that hose to one of the last two parts of the lawn that really needs it. Oh, well, it might be a bit of work but it is worthwhile to see the lawn green, not brown or worse. Sam, my trusty side kick, had fun walking the walk with me. Right up to where there was even a mild chance that a drop of water might land anywhere in her vicinity. She has learned that, even standing a bit behind me, while I try to aim the sprinklers, could lend to wet fur, and a lot of it. *splash* No, didn't do it on purpose but... didn't mind, either. *wolfish grin*
Every plant, in and out, is watered or on the menu. I need to pick up a ton of good grass seed this fall. There are areas that just need a touch, other areas that need a complete fill. Now, with me watering regularly, I think it has a chance. Too hot to try it in the summer. Just too hot. Oh, but it has cooled outside. I need to open the place up and get the fans situated to take in what of it I can. No need for ac. Hmm, which is on. I'll turn that over to fan. That helps a bit. The rock takes a lot to cool. Hmm... rocks, out at BMan, might be a good native way to collect heat in the day and use as footwarmers. They used to do that with fireplaces in the winter. Worked the same only no soot. Just... thinking. Hey, a 40 night after a 110 day, yeah... best to think about warmth too.
Life is good, if a little lazy until things cool a bit. More water going in, if I am still not sure I am getting enough. A bit of pickle juice, on evenings I am not sure about, and I think that will help with waking up, or at least waking up heatsick. Plus, the stuff encourages me to drink more. Hmm, no dinner. I'm going to go get me something from town. It'll be nice to be out anyway. Later.
Tuesday, July 2, 2013
A darkness or three and a prayer.
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God has the strangest way, even with animals. Odd what all He might see fit to call. I felt something when I died, each time. Even when I only should have, there was a presence. The Master. He hadn't called me home yet, on this plain, didn't know Him well enough to recognize my own Father.
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God has the strangest way, even with animals. Odd what all He might see fit to call. I felt something when I died, each time. Even when I only should have, there was a presence. The Master. He hadn't called me home yet, on this plain, didn't know Him well enough to recognize my own Father.
Uhrm, huh?
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I slept until late, after getting back to bed. A call. Today was the day to sign the paperwork. The lady was, patiently, waiting. Outside, in the heat in her car. Ugh. But I had to have a shower! I could smell me. The heat really does unpleasant things to the body. So, very quickly a shower. Then dressing and rough grooming. I invited her to park her car in the shade, would do that for any. I won't be going anywhere, and if need be could get around a vehicle in my drive anyway.
I am feeling better. But the heat is weighing in again. The woman suggested heat will be coming down, soon, from what she heard. Down to 90 or so. As cool as my home stays, compared to the outdoors, that means into the 70's inside, usually. My home does seem to keep it 15-20 degrees cooler in here. I had thought maybe in the blast furnace heat wave that perhaps that wasn't so true lately. But stepping outside and I realize it really is a lot cooler indoors. So, yeah, probably. It's just that the 80's aren't exactly cool.
Today? Not much work, probably. If I catch a bit of cool I would like to work on the bathroom, soon. It will happen. I just need to catch my breath. Which I will do. Especially if I keep up on water consumption. I do need to water the lawn and garden today. I will probably reset the sprinklers before long, so as to just flip the switch when everything is shaded. I am hitting the various corners, and it is required. I suppose I could get more hoses and more sprinklers. With a four spigot attachment to the hydrant, which works wonderfully, I would be able to keep the sprinklers in place, not having to readjust everything for each move would be nice. And... everything could get watered, more quickly... Yeah, I'm trying to talk myself into a bit more of an expense. Four or five hoses, three more sprinklers... less than a hundred but a hundred... or seventy five... is still money out. Bleh. If I do it, it will be more to keep things from browning in the interim of watering, as it is doing now. I just won't water in direct sun, I don't want to run them all night, and the time slots are difficult. Hot, I say... While I am out, I might as well water what is shaded, the flowers and such. Still hot, but the flowers sit so as to be shaded by early afternoon. Should be cool enough by now.
Later.
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I slept until late, after getting back to bed. A call. Today was the day to sign the paperwork. The lady was, patiently, waiting. Outside, in the heat in her car. Ugh. But I had to have a shower! I could smell me. The heat really does unpleasant things to the body. So, very quickly a shower. Then dressing and rough grooming. I invited her to park her car in the shade, would do that for any. I won't be going anywhere, and if need be could get around a vehicle in my drive anyway.
I am feeling better. But the heat is weighing in again. The woman suggested heat will be coming down, soon, from what she heard. Down to 90 or so. As cool as my home stays, compared to the outdoors, that means into the 70's inside, usually. My home does seem to keep it 15-20 degrees cooler in here. I had thought maybe in the blast furnace heat wave that perhaps that wasn't so true lately. But stepping outside and I realize it really is a lot cooler indoors. So, yeah, probably. It's just that the 80's aren't exactly cool.
Today? Not much work, probably. If I catch a bit of cool I would like to work on the bathroom, soon. It will happen. I just need to catch my breath. Which I will do. Especially if I keep up on water consumption. I do need to water the lawn and garden today. I will probably reset the sprinklers before long, so as to just flip the switch when everything is shaded. I am hitting the various corners, and it is required. I suppose I could get more hoses and more sprinklers. With a four spigot attachment to the hydrant, which works wonderfully, I would be able to keep the sprinklers in place, not having to readjust everything for each move would be nice. And... everything could get watered, more quickly... Yeah, I'm trying to talk myself into a bit more of an expense. Four or five hoses, three more sprinklers... less than a hundred but a hundred... or seventy five... is still money out. Bleh. If I do it, it will be more to keep things from browning in the interim of watering, as it is doing now. I just won't water in direct sun, I don't want to run them all night, and the time slots are difficult. Hot, I say... While I am out, I might as well water what is shaded, the flowers and such. Still hot, but the flowers sit so as to be shaded by early afternoon. Should be cool enough by now.
Later.
Haiku Monday - Independence
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Aunty is up with the contest. The theme, as noted, is "Independence". The rest of the rules are there. Go, write your heart out. Oh, yes, I... put a few in right away. I try to do that because of fishy, actually. And she probably thought I sluffed on all of her history lesson regarding Haiku Monday. Sure, I still put my theme up early, but for others. For my part, I do put some haiku in right on the spot. Negotiations with notions, fishy, it's as good as this old coot gets.
Ah, here they are:
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Aunty is up with the contest. The theme, as noted, is "Independence". The rest of the rules are there. Go, write your heart out. Oh, yes, I... put a few in right away. I try to do that because of fishy, actually. And she probably thought I sluffed on all of her history lesson regarding Haiku Monday. Sure, I still put my theme up early, but for others. For my part, I do put some haiku in right on the spot. Negotiations with notions, fishy, it's as good as this old coot gets.
Ah, here they are:
Free Lunch?
Freedom is given.
Responsibility? Price-
Live long and prosper.
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Oh ugh.
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Four hours of sleep was okay but... I simply couldn't sleep longer. It was cool enough, just... I think I haven't been drinking enough as is. A bit of heat sickness has struck. Minor aches and pains, general discomfort, a minor headache, and such. More water, faster! Hmm, along with pickle juice and aspirin. Ugh! For sure.
The hope is to tinker a bit and figure out how to get back to bed for a bit. Later.
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Four hours of sleep was okay but... I simply couldn't sleep longer. It was cool enough, just... I think I haven't been drinking enough as is. A bit of heat sickness has struck. Minor aches and pains, general discomfort, a minor headache, and such. More water, faster! Hmm, along with pickle juice and aspirin. Ugh! For sure.
The hope is to tinker a bit and figure out how to get back to bed for a bit. Later.
Monday, July 1, 2013
A bite to eat, then had to let it settle, now bed.
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Beans and burger, it's what I have been munching for a bit now. It's easy, fast to fix, easy to reheat, and I love it. I was getting a little weary of it. Then I ran out of soft shell tortillas and used bread instead. Oddly, that simple exchange helped me enjoy the last meals of it as if it was a new entree type. The heat has done a number and I do need sleep. It is still 78 or so outdoors! Bleh. Good night.
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Beans and burger, it's what I have been munching for a bit now. It's easy, fast to fix, easy to reheat, and I love it. I was getting a little weary of it. Then I ran out of soft shell tortillas and used bread instead. Oddly, that simple exchange helped me enjoy the last meals of it as if it was a new entree type. The heat has done a number and I do need sleep. It is still 78 or so outdoors! Bleh. Good night.
The heat is beastly.
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The weatherman I listened to last suggest that the heat is here for another week or so. And while I have been coping, it does slowly beat me down. Hey, but it's not like it is crushing me. Without the ac though it would be. When I need a touch, or lot, of cool, it can be had. I don't always need it just when it is available. Oh, sure, I can use the ac just at night, but at this point... why? Burning Man is only a week, and has actually cold nights to reset the clocks. The lows are dipping to the low 60's, but I can't get that in the cave, just can't pull it in. Hmm... I wonder about making the front and back wall removable? Still might not help with all the stonework and long sunny days.
I was surprised at Sam. Even with food and water outside she decided that indoors was better. I think even she is weary of the heat. She followed me out to water the plants and such. Usually she just stays out. Not today. Then again there might have been a critter around that she didn't like, at least with me not being out with her. I've not seen that before though. I just love the ways cats can stretch out and snooze. On my electric piano, on me if it's cool enough, on the floor. They just stretch out and - *lounge*
I probably won't get to much. It's just a bit warm. Oh, I know, some of you tinker all the time, even in heat. My main problem is the only place I can really keep cool is the bedroom. I suppose if I redo that room I might consider putting a desk in there, for summer computing. Just a thought. That way I actually can cool down while... tinkering in this way. So many ideas, so few dollars, and everything costs. I am becoming creative though. I might just build something myself. Nothing fancy, but desk that folds up for winter, out for summer, and a desk for the corner out here. The views are to die for. I will lose those at a potential bedroom desk though. Can't have it all, all of the time.
Bleh. Yeah, this heat is becoming annoying. Although... it's sort of nice to have things slow down, for natural reasons, from time to time. Gives me the time to smell the roses. I've learned how to enjoy down times, no reason to waste such an understanding. Later. Maybe goodnight?
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The weatherman I listened to last suggest that the heat is here for another week or so. And while I have been coping, it does slowly beat me down. Hey, but it's not like it is crushing me. Without the ac though it would be. When I need a touch, or lot, of cool, it can be had. I don't always need it just when it is available. Oh, sure, I can use the ac just at night, but at this point... why? Burning Man is only a week, and has actually cold nights to reset the clocks. The lows are dipping to the low 60's, but I can't get that in the cave, just can't pull it in. Hmm... I wonder about making the front and back wall removable? Still might not help with all the stonework and long sunny days.
I probably won't get to much. It's just a bit warm. Oh, I know, some of you tinker all the time, even in heat. My main problem is the only place I can really keep cool is the bedroom. I suppose if I redo that room I might consider putting a desk in there, for summer computing. Just a thought. That way I actually can cool down while... tinkering in this way. So many ideas, so few dollars, and everything costs. I am becoming creative though. I might just build something myself. Nothing fancy, but desk that folds up for winter, out for summer, and a desk for the corner out here. The views are to die for. I will lose those at a potential bedroom desk though. Can't have it all, all of the time.
Trying to figure things out.
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While I am doing this and that, I'm not getting to the meat of problems. And those things are stacking up again. I just can't quite swing over to the better side right now. I'm... thinking on it. It's like being raised getting in the saddle on the right and being forced by situations to sit the saddle from the 'wrong' side. Something is just going against the grain. I'm... working on it. Is it the heat? Maybe. Something about high environmental heat, or cold, and the body just... slows down. It isn't a bad thing, it's a natural inclination, like most will run from fires and gunshots. Training allows some men to go in when others leave. I once had that. Some of which was a vestige of youth that frays in any case. Still, I've got my eye on the ball. I merely hope reflexes prevent a black eye, or two? :p
I feel great, just not that active. Sleep is a little messy as the heat rages. It takes so long for me to cool. At least with the ac going I cool fine. At Burning Man there will be the nights. Shorts and a wet down in the night air will work if nothing else. Once I recapture my cool sleep is easy. The thing is, I then want to enjoy decent temps. You all know the gig? Still, I have actually been... enjoying the heat? Well, actually, yes. So long as I can cool off with the ac, while sleeping, to sustain sleep, and sometimes just an hour or two of runtime during the day. I am amazed, really. Then again, this isn't the humid heat that had added to the wet feel of my lungs in Iowa. And I am healthier, all around.
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While I am doing this and that, I'm not getting to the meat of problems. And those things are stacking up again. I just can't quite swing over to the better side right now. I'm... thinking on it. It's like being raised getting in the saddle on the right and being forced by situations to sit the saddle from the 'wrong' side. Something is just going against the grain. I'm... working on it. Is it the heat? Maybe. Something about high environmental heat, or cold, and the body just... slows down. It isn't a bad thing, it's a natural inclination, like most will run from fires and gunshots. Training allows some men to go in when others leave. I once had that. Some of which was a vestige of youth that frays in any case. Still, I've got my eye on the ball. I merely hope reflexes prevent a black eye, or two? :p
Sunday, June 30, 2013
Early or late start, no matter.
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While I did start late, there is simply a limit to what I can do. I hit that limit and kept going for a bit. I wanted a break after filling the Serrano peppers in, replacing dead and putting in even more to make a complete Serrano pepper block. Then on to tomatoes. Same game plan. Finally to jalapenos, same as the others. Then I set the water. While it was set up, I wanted a different arrangement, as I was looking at it all, so as to get a part of my lawn that really needed it. Sometimes, no matter how many hose or sprinklers you have going, there is just so much reach.
Sam came in with me when I finished. She probably thinks it is supper time. Then again she isn't begging, so perhaps she was just done with the day for the moment. No doubt, when it cools a bit, she may wish to go out. If Sassy wishes to join her, finally, I will let her. I think, for a while, I will only be letting Sassy out when Sam goes out. Sassy can't always "find" the door, but if Sam is coming in she follows her without issue. Silly girl. Oh, and Sam knows how to tell me it's time to come in. Sassy is a little... shy that way. *scratch - bank - whack - on screen door* MEOW! Repeat as necessary. Voila!
Teh Sweating Buddha, at your service!
Almost done. I just moved the hoses to water the front and side lawn. An hour, maybe two? I'm not really sure how long to water to be absolutely honest. With the hot days, perhaps longer. Though who knows if that is actually needed, useful, or good. I really ought to do my own research. All for green grass? Well... yes. And a nod to social norms, civil expectations, and really, just for the sake of green grass. It's good to have plush nature in which to bury a bare foot or two, from time to time. And it is cooling, probably in a number of ways. One more trip outside, to turn off the water in a bit. I did wear out, but not to the sort of exhaustion that is unrecoverable. I'll be better in a few hours, after finishing. Hmm, more water would be good though. Yeah, I sort of like this gardening stuff. Oh... Best remember to water the roses and other plants to. Yes indeed. I can water those things on off days, and might if they seem droopy, should I happen to notice. Otherwise every other day and at night, like the rest. Yum!
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While I did start late, there is simply a limit to what I can do. I hit that limit and kept going for a bit. I wanted a break after filling the Serrano peppers in, replacing dead and putting in even more to make a complete Serrano pepper block. Then on to tomatoes. Same game plan. Finally to jalapenos, same as the others. Then I set the water. While it was set up, I wanted a different arrangement, as I was looking at it all, so as to get a part of my lawn that really needed it. Sometimes, no matter how many hose or sprinklers you have going, there is just so much reach.
Sam came in with me when I finished. She probably thinks it is supper time. Then again she isn't begging, so perhaps she was just done with the day for the moment. No doubt, when it cools a bit, she may wish to go out. If Sassy wishes to join her, finally, I will let her. I think, for a while, I will only be letting Sassy out when Sam goes out. Sassy can't always "find" the door, but if Sam is coming in she follows her without issue. Silly girl. Oh, and Sam knows how to tell me it's time to come in. Sassy is a little... shy that way. *scratch - bank - whack - on screen door* MEOW! Repeat as necessary. Voila!
Teh Sweating Buddha, at your service!
Almost done. I just moved the hoses to water the front and side lawn. An hour, maybe two? I'm not really sure how long to water to be absolutely honest. With the hot days, perhaps longer. Though who knows if that is actually needed, useful, or good. I really ought to do my own research. All for green grass? Well... yes. And a nod to social norms, civil expectations, and really, just for the sake of green grass. It's good to have plush nature in which to bury a bare foot or two, from time to time. And it is cooling, probably in a number of ways. One more trip outside, to turn off the water in a bit. I did wear out, but not to the sort of exhaustion that is unrecoverable. I'll be better in a few hours, after finishing. Hmm, more water would be good though. Yeah, I sort of like this gardening stuff. Oh... Best remember to water the roses and other plants to. Yes indeed. I can water those things on off days, and might if they seem droopy, should I happen to notice. Otherwise every other day and at night, like the rest. Yum!
Weeding and aerating out of the way.
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It looks so easy. Much of the time I was even in the evening shade. The hoe is light, to me. I can barely tell I am holding it. And yet the job wore me down. An half hour of little movements and I needed a rest. I sat with Sam for a bit, outside. Beside it being a stepping stone cool down platform, giving my golden girl her dues is like a rose that blooms through the snow. I had hoped to be done much more quickly, but these things do take time. Thought is not action, yet. I still want to plant before starting the water. Who knows how long that will take. Now, that means I'll be watering outside of the "official times", especially since the front yard absolutely has to be watered. All good.
It is still hot. I would say it is in the 90's, if not still 100. But... that is me. The weather station says it is 95 now, so yeah. I look like I just came out of the gym. I'll definitely need a shower tonight. Ah, but it is good to be out working. I've been lumping it lately, and I truly hate that. I was born to do. If all I can do is minor plumbing, a bit of gardening, and writing a blog, then I want to get to it. Another half hour, a bit of blog looking, then I have to get to planting. Later.
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It looks so easy. Much of the time I was even in the evening shade. The hoe is light, to me. I can barely tell I am holding it. And yet the job wore me down. An half hour of little movements and I needed a rest. I sat with Sam for a bit, outside. Beside it being a stepping stone cool down platform, giving my golden girl her dues is like a rose that blooms through the snow. I had hoped to be done much more quickly, but these things do take time. Thought is not action, yet. I still want to plant before starting the water. Who knows how long that will take. Now, that means I'll be watering outside of the "official times", especially since the front yard absolutely has to be watered. All good.
It is still hot. I would say it is in the 90's, if not still 100. But... that is me. The weather station says it is 95 now, so yeah. I look like I just came out of the gym. I'll definitely need a shower tonight. Ah, but it is good to be out working. I've been lumping it lately, and I truly hate that. I was born to do. If all I can do is minor plumbing, a bit of gardening, and writing a blog, then I want to get to it. Another half hour, a bit of blog looking, then I have to get to planting. Later.
Slept through the day.
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That's fine. I still needed it. I'm up early enough to do some tinkering in the garden before I let loose the water. Just a bit of hoeing, possibly some planting, and this and that. Sleep was good and needed. There were dreams in there if none were saved to the thumb drive. Nothing fancy, just the usual fun little things of the mind. Probably more in line with friendly talking fireflies than my greatest fears, enemies, and hungers unleashed. I enjoy these to.
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That's fine. I still needed it. I'm up early enough to do some tinkering in the garden before I let loose the water. Just a bit of hoeing, possibly some planting, and this and that. Sleep was good and needed. There were dreams in there if none were saved to the thumb drive. Nothing fancy, just the usual fun little things of the mind. Probably more in line with friendly talking fireflies than my greatest fears, enemies, and hungers unleashed. I enjoy these to.
Saturday, June 29, 2013
It might have been late...
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But it wasn't too late. It was unnecessary but not too late. At 15:00 I started plotting, at 16:00 I started figuring. Before 17:00 I was on my way. The pharmacy doesn't close until 18:00, so if we pushed it would be fine. Thing is he picked up his medicine yesterday. Someone else took him. He turned off his phone today. I think he was a little miffed. Thought I had simply blown him off. He was happy enough to see me anyway, mostly... or got over being mad quickly enough. He wanted a magazine for one of his pistols and knew where one might be. So off we went. Then to the store for a few of my goodies, then to the gas station for fuel and a car wash. Nothing fancy but I think he enjoyed the little escape. A day late, a dollar short, or both at times, I told him. But I'll do what I can, and did. He suggested that he believes I care, and that's more than most, so it will do... he suspects. All good.
Hot, but... not. It was 100, at least, most of the time I was in town, if I had to guess. Hot indeed. But I didn't mind it, so long as I had water, and an occasional spot in which to shade. It just wasn't all that bad. While I was wearing shorts, they are the heavier true cargo shorts. Wool socks and hiking boots on my toots, and a thicker black polo. I wasn't exactly dressed for cool. But I did have my canteen with. Yeah, a mouthful of water here and there sure makes it easier. Tomorrow I will be resting. If I don't have to, or have anything real going on, no reason to stress. I may mess in the garden, finish some planting, replanting, do a bit of hoeing, and set the water up for later. Hmm, the water is probably mostly already set up, I only have one hose to move a bit. My grass is looking green not brown, not a bad thing.
I'd like to see my plants do more. My mother suggested hoeing around the base of them before watering. I just don't see that helping all that much but I'll give it a shot. At worst it really can't hurt. And I'll be out there working a few minor weed patches anyway, and planting much of what I have left. More tomatoes will go in, the peppers that I have kept in trying to get bigger will just have to fly or die as well. I do believe I will try to work some in the sun. The sunscreen will get a workout. Oh, and I'll refill the canteen and keep it with. Just a spot every 15 to 30 minutes does a body good. It's supposed to be in the 100 range again tomorrow. Which is fine. I need to get used to being a firecracker.
Later.
Oh, so you don't have to go digging for it:
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But it wasn't too late. It was unnecessary but not too late. At 15:00 I started plotting, at 16:00 I started figuring. Before 17:00 I was on my way. The pharmacy doesn't close until 18:00, so if we pushed it would be fine. Thing is he picked up his medicine yesterday. Someone else took him. He turned off his phone today. I think he was a little miffed. Thought I had simply blown him off. He was happy enough to see me anyway, mostly... or got over being mad quickly enough. He wanted a magazine for one of his pistols and knew where one might be. So off we went. Then to the store for a few of my goodies, then to the gas station for fuel and a car wash. Nothing fancy but I think he enjoyed the little escape. A day late, a dollar short, or both at times, I told him. But I'll do what I can, and did. He suggested that he believes I care, and that's more than most, so it will do... he suspects. All good.
Hot, but... not. It was 100, at least, most of the time I was in town, if I had to guess. Hot indeed. But I didn't mind it, so long as I had water, and an occasional spot in which to shade. It just wasn't all that bad. While I was wearing shorts, they are the heavier true cargo shorts. Wool socks and hiking boots on my toots, and a thicker black polo. I wasn't exactly dressed for cool. But I did have my canteen with. Yeah, a mouthful of water here and there sure makes it easier. Tomorrow I will be resting. If I don't have to, or have anything real going on, no reason to stress. I may mess in the garden, finish some planting, replanting, do a bit of hoeing, and set the water up for later. Hmm, the water is probably mostly already set up, I only have one hose to move a bit. My grass is looking green not brown, not a bad thing.
Later.
Oh, so you don't have to go digging for it:
(Roughly to my girls. Cat girls.)
Fang, tooth, fur and tail,
You spook, hiss, bite, and claw. Mean-
Love is mutual.
You spook, hiss, bite, and claw. Mean-
Love is mutual.
Natural sleep.
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Luscious. Some of the best sleep I have had in a very long time was had today. Somewhere between early morning and early afternoon. I didn't set an alarm, I didn't try to go to bed early, I didn't psychically aim at a waking at any time. Oddly, while I had used the ac to cool of my room deeply, I didn't keep it running. The fan, sure, but... Anyway... I woke at 15:00, just about on the tick of the tick-tock. I felt, and still feel, good. I'm awake, now. Right now, and from the time my conscious lungs inhaled first air. Yum!
I called the pharmacy. They are open. I tried to call my friend but his phone said he wasn't available, in an odd way. I'll try again at 16:00. If he still isn't available I will simply shower, shave, dress, and head in. Perhaps he needs a new phone card. It's easy to lose track of that when you are ill. Lordy knows I understand that and my friend has been very ill. He's already looking and sounding better than I have been. Though with a little sleep under my belt, a new nephilim war is sounding delicious. Teh bother(tm). Those days are gone and I have another Master and different priorities these days. Still, the bloodlust, among other natural intents, veritably brims at times when health waxes. Never le minde.
Hmm, make it 4:30.
I'm hungry, to, like a bear. Or more, I could eat a bear. Yes, I think that is it. New life is always ravenous. Remember those dreams where you run from something? Have you ever dreamed you are the thing chasing? Yum! The thing is, most run so dang fast. Then again, it isn't their dream flesh that is delicious.
Anywhile... Yeah, a few tunes, a shower, grooming and dressing, and a quick drive. A day late, as always, but... good for it when I can get to it. Later.
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Luscious. Some of the best sleep I have had in a very long time was had today. Somewhere between early morning and early afternoon. I didn't set an alarm, I didn't try to go to bed early, I didn't psychically aim at a waking at any time. Oddly, while I had used the ac to cool of my room deeply, I didn't keep it running. The fan, sure, but... Anyway... I woke at 15:00, just about on the tick of the tick-tock. I felt, and still feel, good. I'm awake, now. Right now, and from the time my conscious lungs inhaled first air. Yum!
I called the pharmacy. They are open. I tried to call my friend but his phone said he wasn't available, in an odd way. I'll try again at 16:00. If he still isn't available I will simply shower, shave, dress, and head in. Perhaps he needs a new phone card. It's easy to lose track of that when you are ill. Lordy knows I understand that and my friend has been very ill. He's already looking and sounding better than I have been. Though with a little sleep under my belt, a new nephilim war is sounding delicious. Teh bother(tm). Those days are gone and I have another Master and different priorities these days. Still, the bloodlust, among other natural intents, veritably brims at times when health waxes. Never le minde.
Hmm, make it 4:30.
I'm hungry, to, like a bear. Or more, I could eat a bear. Yes, I think that is it. New life is always ravenous. Remember those dreams where you run from something? Have you ever dreamed you are the thing chasing? Yum! The thing is, most run so dang fast. Then again, it isn't their dream flesh that is delicious.
Anywhile... Yeah, a few tunes, a shower, grooming and dressing, and a quick drive. A day late, as always, but... good for it when I can get to it. Later.
Heiku Heights - Firefly
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I'm not sure if the contest presenter realizes, but the firefly is disappearing. Not just in America, you haters, but around the world. At least the scientists are on it. Next will come the politicians and judges. All the king's men and such. I'm glad I'm not considered endangered. They would ensure demise.
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I'm not sure if the contest presenter realizes, but the firefly is disappearing. Not just in America, you haters, but around the world. At least the scientists are on it. Next will come the politicians and judges. All the king's men and such. I'm glad I'm not considered endangered. They would ensure demise.
Inspired by the theme at
Friday, June 28, 2013
Yeah, well, it all looks good until your feet won't move.
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The idea was good. The plan was simple. All it required was a shower, dressing, and a short drive. All that required was me standing up, setting out some clothes, and walking into the bathroom, setting up the water then getting in. Somewhere between mass, gravity, and lack of intellectual cohesion, none of that happened. So, here I sit. I think the pharmacy will be open tomorrow. I hope. I think it is too late now. That is as good as it gets some days. I have been pushing my body for some time, against it's decided ways, sleeping at the wrong times, being awake at the wrong times. Not even the napping really worked. Ugh. I'll... figure it out. Still, it was fun to just push the cart ahead of the donkey. I know I can still do it. A little more constant stimulus and doing it more often would be a breeze, for a while. Then I would just sleep for a day, at some point. You should have seen me in my prime.
The preternatural might deserve deviant burials. At least I don't think they will put a stone in my mouth or a stake through my heart or simply remove my organs, though and again with cremation possible in these times that may be good enough for their minds. I did wonder why some of my kin were so keen on my interest in such. *grins* Then again, like I care. If my spirit roams it won't return to fetid flesh in any case. Boo!
I did have enough going to prep a few burritos. Just a bit of fuel for the tank. Now I have to let that settle. Without a trip to town I may tinker on the w.heater tonight. Well, when the day truly begins to cool off. Oh, and I ought to water. I'll put something on so as to not excite or anger the neighbors then set up the sprinklers so that a pull of the handle will see to the start of the thing. With having to change placement, then get the sprinklers aimed just so it can take an half hour to set the things up. I'll still have to spend a bit of time messing with the aim when I start, but when in place, that cuts most of the hassle. Might as well water the other other stuff too.
My body has ironed out most of the kinks from the odd sleep. A few kinks left but that is the price for pushing. Hmm, maybe my mother simply displaced the varian root stuff to her bedroom? Oh, and, if she stole it outright? No problem. First... women are thieves. Don't take that as a judgment or scourging, just understand it's... a part of how they have always worked, a natural thing... and... something I sort of enjoy. She's your woman, mother, sister, love or such, when she feels free to do so. Second, in this particular case, if she stole, she more than earned it. I just wish, if she did, she would tell me so I could have, or known to have, replaced it. Then again, she might just have forgotten. Or... told me when I wasn't listening... gah!
Oh, an oddity? I almost never have a search lead to site visits here. The only one I have seen, in ages, was a search for my blog address, which... doesn't count, in my book. I have my blog set up to not show up in searches though to, for whatever that really means.
Later.
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The idea was good. The plan was simple. All it required was a shower, dressing, and a short drive. All that required was me standing up, setting out some clothes, and walking into the bathroom, setting up the water then getting in. Somewhere between mass, gravity, and lack of intellectual cohesion, none of that happened. So, here I sit. I think the pharmacy will be open tomorrow. I hope. I think it is too late now. That is as good as it gets some days. I have been pushing my body for some time, against it's decided ways, sleeping at the wrong times, being awake at the wrong times. Not even the napping really worked. Ugh. I'll... figure it out. Still, it was fun to just push the cart ahead of the donkey. I know I can still do it. A little more constant stimulus and doing it more often would be a breeze, for a while. Then I would just sleep for a day, at some point. You should have seen me in my prime.
The preternatural might deserve deviant burials. At least I don't think they will put a stone in my mouth or a stake through my heart or simply remove my organs, though and again with cremation possible in these times that may be good enough for their minds. I did wonder why some of my kin were so keen on my interest in such. *grins* Then again, like I care. If my spirit roams it won't return to fetid flesh in any case. Boo!
I did have enough going to prep a few burritos. Just a bit of fuel for the tank. Now I have to let that settle. Without a trip to town I may tinker on the w.heater tonight. Well, when the day truly begins to cool off. Oh, and I ought to water. I'll put something on so as to not excite or anger the neighbors then set up the sprinklers so that a pull of the handle will see to the start of the thing. With having to change placement, then get the sprinklers aimed just so it can take an half hour to set the things up. I'll still have to spend a bit of time messing with the aim when I start, but when in place, that cuts most of the hassle. Might as well water the other other stuff too.
My body has ironed out most of the kinks from the odd sleep. A few kinks left but that is the price for pushing. Hmm, maybe my mother simply displaced the varian root stuff to her bedroom? Oh, and, if she stole it outright? No problem. First... women are thieves. Don't take that as a judgment or scourging, just understand it's... a part of how they have always worked, a natural thing... and... something I sort of enjoy. She's your woman, mother, sister, love or such, when she feels free to do so. Second, in this particular case, if she stole, she more than earned it. I just wish, if she did, she would tell me so I could have, or known to have, replaced it. Then again, she might just have forgotten. Or... told me when I wasn't listening... gah!
Oh, an oddity? I almost never have a search lead to site visits here. The only one I have seen, in ages, was a search for my blog address, which... doesn't count, in my book. I have my blog set up to not show up in searches though to, for whatever that really means.
Later.
I wrestled with the notions as long as I could.
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Last night I lost. I stayed up until nearly 6:00. The cool was just to enjoyable. This time I didn't, as I usually do, just put that ac on for a few hours. I let it run the whole time. And I slept. While it was a good long sleep, it was a bit of a lousy sleep. Until I get on some kind of schedule, whether it be day or night, my sleep probably won't even be able to be good. I call it sleeping at an angle. Sometimes I have no choice but to mess with it though. I just, I suppose, shouldn't do it for long. It will naturally stroke back around, I think, but usually not the way I took it. I just woke, so still haven't called my friend. After a bite to eat, I will give him a call. I think the pharmacy will still be open for a bit.
Yeah, waking after sleeping sideways is always rough. Bones seem to hurt, joints seem out, muscle groups seem pulled as a group. I don't know why that is it just is. Has been even since I was young and did this. Today it isn't all that bad, and by the feel of the thing it might be gone before long. The worst of it can, even assuming no further sideways sleeping, lead to days of suffering. I have no idea why one days is worse than another either. Crap. I think my mother absconded with the valarian root stuff I had. While here, I told her to use some, if she was sore. She used some alright! Then again, she might have just used it up. Oh, she'll either have forgotten, or tell me she told me. Although, like most women, they tell you what they don't want to tell you when they can tell you are clicked down, or with a lot of other data, so they know you don't hear it. They can even mask the data they are sending through voice modulation. Don't let em' tell you otherwise.
Hmm... late lunch then a call to my friend. Later, gator.
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Last night I lost. I stayed up until nearly 6:00. The cool was just to enjoyable. This time I didn't, as I usually do, just put that ac on for a few hours. I let it run the whole time. And I slept. While it was a good long sleep, it was a bit of a lousy sleep. Until I get on some kind of schedule, whether it be day or night, my sleep probably won't even be able to be good. I call it sleeping at an angle. Sometimes I have no choice but to mess with it though. I just, I suppose, shouldn't do it for long. It will naturally stroke back around, I think, but usually not the way I took it. I just woke, so still haven't called my friend. After a bite to eat, I will give him a call. I think the pharmacy will still be open for a bit.
Yeah, waking after sleeping sideways is always rough. Bones seem to hurt, joints seem out, muscle groups seem pulled as a group. I don't know why that is it just is. Has been even since I was young and did this. Today it isn't all that bad, and by the feel of the thing it might be gone before long. The worst of it can, even assuming no further sideways sleeping, lead to days of suffering. I have no idea why one days is worse than another either. Crap. I think my mother absconded with the valarian root stuff I had. While here, I told her to use some, if she was sore. She used some alright! Then again, she might have just used it up. Oh, she'll either have forgotten, or tell me she told me. Although, like most women, they tell you what they don't want to tell you when they can tell you are clicked down, or with a lot of other data, so they know you don't hear it. They can even mask the data they are sending through voice modulation. Don't let em' tell you otherwise.
Hmm... late lunch then a call to my friend. Later, gator.
Rested and about bedtime. Perhaps a meal first?
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No complaints, if even as the world has cooled I am still only cooling myself. I just get a ball of fire in my belly and it doesn't leave. Oh, I can keep it for a while, so long as I can cool off a bit from time to time. With nights getting into the 50's and 60's I have no problems doing that. When they only drop into the 70's, or I can't feel it, then I need a little bit more, like the ac. Actually, I am doing much better this way. I used to need my world to be in the 60's. At that time, in Iowa, it wasn't a comfort thing. I really got ill in the heat. Green about the gills anyway. High humidity, though, there, might have been some of the difference, especially with a 'wet' lung that wasn't being treated. Then again, I could handle temps down to 20 below without much trouble, seriously. Getting older though to perhaps?
I keep thinking about a movie I had thought to see. All I remember from the previews, and within the last three to five years... a soldier in some future time had been lost in battle (I presume, somehow separated). It was thought that he was dead. The enemy was some sort of machines, or computer system which created/controlled the bots. At some point the man returns, but his memories are lost or garbled. Initially he is put back into combat, but something makes his group suspicious. As it turns out, the man is all, or mostly, cyborg. The trailer didn't go into complete detail. The question was whether he could be trusted, whether any part of him remained, or whether he was an enemy. The man/thing was totally unaware that he had been turned into a 'borg. I've been looking for some time, I just can't find it. I'll look another day. Not sure the movie is even worth the watch, but... it definitely has potential. It wouldn't have been a big seller. Women don't go to such and men, real men, at the very least single ones, have mostly abandoned the movie theater.
Not bad. Now to wake early tomorrow. Perhaps a nap before it gets to hot but in time for a trip to town. A bit there, and another restful evening before digging into the bathroom. Hmm... but food before rest. Burritos, beef and bean, I do believe. Yum! Later or more likely good night.
A few thoughts as I prepare to close the hatches and dive.
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No complaints, if even as the world has cooled I am still only cooling myself. I just get a ball of fire in my belly and it doesn't leave. Oh, I can keep it for a while, so long as I can cool off a bit from time to time. With nights getting into the 50's and 60's I have no problems doing that. When they only drop into the 70's, or I can't feel it, then I need a little bit more, like the ac. Actually, I am doing much better this way. I used to need my world to be in the 60's. At that time, in Iowa, it wasn't a comfort thing. I really got ill in the heat. Green about the gills anyway. High humidity, though, there, might have been some of the difference, especially with a 'wet' lung that wasn't being treated. Then again, I could handle temps down to 20 below without much trouble, seriously. Getting older though to perhaps?
I keep thinking about a movie I had thought to see. All I remember from the previews, and within the last three to five years... a soldier in some future time had been lost in battle (I presume, somehow separated). It was thought that he was dead. The enemy was some sort of machines, or computer system which created/controlled the bots. At some point the man returns, but his memories are lost or garbled. Initially he is put back into combat, but something makes his group suspicious. As it turns out, the man is all, or mostly, cyborg. The trailer didn't go into complete detail. The question was whether he could be trusted, whether any part of him remained, or whether he was an enemy. The man/thing was totally unaware that he had been turned into a 'borg. I've been looking for some time, I just can't find it. I'll look another day. Not sure the movie is even worth the watch, but... it definitely has potential. It wouldn't have been a big seller. Women don't go to such and men, real men, at the very least single ones, have mostly abandoned the movie theater.
Not bad. Now to wake early tomorrow. Perhaps a nap before it gets to hot but in time for a trip to town. A bit there, and another restful evening before digging into the bathroom. Hmm... but food before rest. Burritos, beef and bean, I do believe. Yum! Later or more likely good night.
A few thoughts as I prepare to close the hatches and dive.
Thursday, June 27, 2013
A nap in the heat.
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I can't remember how far into the afternoon I made it today after returning, 15:00 to 17:00 is my guess. Exhaustion, however, from trying to change my schedule, and the trip, finally brought me to ground. *lights out* I set the ac to run while I tried to get a nap in. It simply didn't matter. The fire of midday, until cooling begins, is felt through the home, over the ac and fan, and something inside of me responds to it. While I was, with all the help, able to sleep a bit, I was roasting the whole time. I don't know if it is biological or... something else. Some questions make me nervous so I don't look all that closely.
Yeah, you know I'm a story teller, possibly a bit of a mystic (if, and fairly, not by choice), and some other things. There is a general air of truth to things I write, or that bother and haunt me. A grain. I paint my stories with broad strokes, and imbue them with the emotional feel as much as the real. A child pouting over not getting candy, if pictured rightly in words, could lend the notion that the world was ending, mind you. Still, there are things in there, real things, like nuggets hidden by the chocolate. A good surprise if you like nuggets, a distasteful thing if your heart was set on pure chocolate.
The point is, though, that I did get some rest. I woke ready to let rest, cut, and serve though too. The nice thing is I woke just in time for the world to begin cooling, so I won't suffer doubly. And rested, I should enjoy a bit of the evening. Probably as much as I would want. I know at Burning Man, I intend to attempt the same thing, sleeping through the heat. Of course, no ac there, just a temperature differential, which might mean going out in the heat for a bit first in order that the temp difference means something, 80-100 is only cool when compared to 90-110. But it is a difference.
I need to get going on some things but I am still getting bogged down, this time with changing my day around. Tomorrow I have to be back in town in the afternoon, and hopefully deal with some business. I'm not going to push things tonight. Saturday, if things are going well, then I might start back up in the bathroom. With the ac to counter the hot work, or step out into when needed at least, that should work well enough. Just a bit more to do, I hope. I sure like the new torch. It is much hotter, but the speed increase more than makes up for that. If you like to sweat and take your time, stick with propane. If you want it done fast and prefer less overall heat, go with mapp gas. I didn't compare prices, since I already had propane, not sure if it is that much more when you just start out. I'm sure I can use the propane for something?
Just rambling as I cool and wake. Later.
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I can't remember how far into the afternoon I made it today after returning, 15:00 to 17:00 is my guess. Exhaustion, however, from trying to change my schedule, and the trip, finally brought me to ground. *lights out* I set the ac to run while I tried to get a nap in. It simply didn't matter. The fire of midday, until cooling begins, is felt through the home, over the ac and fan, and something inside of me responds to it. While I was, with all the help, able to sleep a bit, I was roasting the whole time. I don't know if it is biological or... something else. Some questions make me nervous so I don't look all that closely.
The Burning
the glow of the day
torched, tortured, sweating, red
fervid life uncoils
Yeah, you know I'm a story teller, possibly a bit of a mystic (if, and fairly, not by choice), and some other things. There is a general air of truth to things I write, or that bother and haunt me. A grain. I paint my stories with broad strokes, and imbue them with the emotional feel as much as the real. A child pouting over not getting candy, if pictured rightly in words, could lend the notion that the world was ending, mind you. Still, there are things in there, real things, like nuggets hidden by the chocolate. A good surprise if you like nuggets, a distasteful thing if your heart was set on pure chocolate.
I need to get going on some things but I am still getting bogged down, this time with changing my day around. Tomorrow I have to be back in town in the afternoon, and hopefully deal with some business. I'm not going to push things tonight. Saturday, if things are going well, then I might start back up in the bathroom. With the ac to counter the hot work, or step out into when needed at least, that should work well enough. Just a bit more to do, I hope. I sure like the new torch. It is much hotter, but the speed increase more than makes up for that. If you like to sweat and take your time, stick with propane. If you want it done fast and prefer less overall heat, go with mapp gas. I didn't compare prices, since I already had propane, not sure if it is that much more when you just start out. I'm sure I can use the propane for something?
Just rambling as I cool and wake. Later.
Late but no blood so no foul?
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I was moving slow. Not much I could do about it. You try to lug around 280 pounds of dead weight. I got in though, and he was ready to go. A stop for something to drink, a cola for me, root beer for him. And, while I walked in he had the first smoke he has had in days. Ugh, I bet that put him back in his chair! A trip to pick up his medication and a humidifier. I had to really talk him into it. There was no price tag anywhere. I promised to look for a price scanner, but if we didn't find one we could just leave it at the counter. My guess was $20, $35 max. He was guessing $50 to a hundred. A few aisles over I spotted a price checker, $19 even. He supposed he could do that. With medicines and that he wanted milk and... other stuff. Not much. I was wearing out though too. Oh, right, one of his medications wasn't in, but they thought it would be in tomorrow by 14:00, so I do need to get back in. Hopefully I can get some of my shopping done as well. Milk, liquid soaps, and a few other things.
On the way to his place we grabbed lunch at a drive through then on to his place. He feared it would be ferociously hot. Thankfully he had left his ac on and no one had seen fit to go in and turn it off. Thankfully they probably didn't know he was gone. I ate but he got a bloodY nose as soon as he entered. Hmm, so there was blood. Does that mean I fouled, or since it was later am I still good? Never mind. Humidifier... I've been trying to edge him into one for a while now. Even the doctors advice almost wouldn't get him to buy one. It's only big enough for one room, and you have to fill it every day, but anything else would have been too much for him, at least for now. Then again, there wasn't a single other type available and only two of this kind. If that helps him, perhaps someday he may get a bigger, longer lasting one. I might consider getting one myself, for my bedroom at least. I simply don't have the cash for a large outlay for a whole house good one myself. Though if I only had two rooms, as he does, I could get a decent one. Anyway, that pretty much ended the day. He is feeling a lot better though. Of course, they have, in this last week or two, given him about six or seven units of blood, and a bunch of quick application high dose iron. And, if they take care of that heart valve, he might be a new man for a while. Ugh, I say.
I still plan to get up early, just because. It's been a struggle but I have been doing it. My body wants to be asleep. It wants to sleep through as much of the heat as it can. Strange to realize we have to force our bodies to do what they don't want. The idea that this gets us ahead? Or even that waking against our nature is healthy? I don't know about that. Then again, with my health, even little struggles become sort of epic. I don't know if I will last regarding waking at 8:00-10:00, but who knows. Maybe I will acclimate to it. Coffee, even chilled as I prefer it this time of year, is not helping.
Oh, I think someone is watering my plants! The flowers my mother put out. I am not sure they are doing it wisely. I do it after the sun has set (on them), but they are already very wet. I know the pots don't hold water that well. I'm going to have to see if my mother set someone to the task and have them stop. I need to keep on up these things myself, or flounder, but doubling down will kill the plants just as quickly as no watering. Yeah, she might do such a thing. Meddling, I say. Then again, perhaps a neighbor is just trying to help. Which would be fine save that I am watering them every other day, skipping a day if it looks wet. I've even been clearing off the dead flowers in hopes new flowers will pop. Watering the rose bushes too, which really does allow them to stay in bloom, if that has been iffy. If someone was to help, watering those and the rhubarb would have been helpful, I kept forgetting those. But pink? What idjiot chose pink? Must have been a woman type. Bleh. Pink?
Okies. Later.
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I was moving slow. Not much I could do about it. You try to lug around 280 pounds of dead weight. I got in though, and he was ready to go. A stop for something to drink, a cola for me, root beer for him. And, while I walked in he had the first smoke he has had in days. Ugh, I bet that put him back in his chair! A trip to pick up his medication and a humidifier. I had to really talk him into it. There was no price tag anywhere. I promised to look for a price scanner, but if we didn't find one we could just leave it at the counter. My guess was $20, $35 max. He was guessing $50 to a hundred. A few aisles over I spotted a price checker, $19 even. He supposed he could do that. With medicines and that he wanted milk and... other stuff. Not much. I was wearing out though too. Oh, right, one of his medications wasn't in, but they thought it would be in tomorrow by 14:00, so I do need to get back in. Hopefully I can get some of my shopping done as well. Milk, liquid soaps, and a few other things.
On the way to his place we grabbed lunch at a drive through then on to his place. He feared it would be ferociously hot. Thankfully he had left his ac on and no one had seen fit to go in and turn it off. Thankfully they probably didn't know he was gone. I ate but he got a bloodY nose as soon as he entered. Hmm, so there was blood. Does that mean I fouled, or since it was later am I still good? Never mind. Humidifier... I've been trying to edge him into one for a while now. Even the doctors advice almost wouldn't get him to buy one. It's only big enough for one room, and you have to fill it every day, but anything else would have been too much for him, at least for now. Then again, there wasn't a single other type available and only two of this kind. If that helps him, perhaps someday he may get a bigger, longer lasting one. I might consider getting one myself, for my bedroom at least. I simply don't have the cash for a large outlay for a whole house good one myself. Though if I only had two rooms, as he does, I could get a decent one. Anyway, that pretty much ended the day. He is feeling a lot better though. Of course, they have, in this last week or two, given him about six or seven units of blood, and a bunch of quick application high dose iron. And, if they take care of that heart valve, he might be a new man for a while. Ugh, I say.
I still plan to get up early, just because. It's been a struggle but I have been doing it. My body wants to be asleep. It wants to sleep through as much of the heat as it can. Strange to realize we have to force our bodies to do what they don't want. The idea that this gets us ahead? Or even that waking against our nature is healthy? I don't know about that. Then again, with my health, even little struggles become sort of epic. I don't know if I will last regarding waking at 8:00-10:00, but who knows. Maybe I will acclimate to it. Coffee, even chilled as I prefer it this time of year, is not helping.
Oh, I think someone is watering my plants! The flowers my mother put out. I am not sure they are doing it wisely. I do it after the sun has set (on them), but they are already very wet. I know the pots don't hold water that well. I'm going to have to see if my mother set someone to the task and have them stop. I need to keep on up these things myself, or flounder, but doubling down will kill the plants just as quickly as no watering. Yeah, she might do such a thing. Meddling, I say. Then again, perhaps a neighbor is just trying to help. Which would be fine save that I am watering them every other day, skipping a day if it looks wet. I've even been clearing off the dead flowers in hopes new flowers will pop. Watering the rose bushes too, which really does allow them to stay in bloom, if that has been iffy. If someone was to help, watering those and the rhubarb would have been helpful, I kept forgetting those. But pink? What idjiot chose pink? Must have been a woman type. Bleh. Pink?
Okies. Later.
Morning Fu.
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Ah, finally. My friend called a bit ago to let me know they are finally releasing him. Now, he has to pick up medications, get a humidifier and get that going, then set up a surgery for early next week. When he said it would be a five hour surgery, I didn't think there would be time for it to be open heart, though perhaps these days it's quicker so I had to ask. Nope, wires, all done with wires through an opening in the hip. Waking early all this week is making this easier but I am dragging. A bit o' coffee, writing, then a shower, and I should be off in another 20 minutes. Or, that's the theory. I bet he will be glad to be home, though no telling. Yeah, probably. They most likely were giving him the patch. As he would say, if you can't smoke, stuff it, save that he needs whatever of it he can get. I keep trying to switch him to chewing, it IS a patch:)
Yes, I suspect I will be busy today, getting those things done. Putting a humidifier together isn't too heavy, though he may prefer to do that. I'll know shortly. I'll take some tools, just in case. I think a lot of his tools are at his sisters home still. The appointment is his to make and the medicine can be picked up while we get the humidifier. Hmm... I wonder if he is hungry? I know one critter that is. Later.
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Ah, finally. My friend called a bit ago to let me know they are finally releasing him. Now, he has to pick up medications, get a humidifier and get that going, then set up a surgery for early next week. When he said it would be a five hour surgery, I didn't think there would be time for it to be open heart, though perhaps these days it's quicker so I had to ask. Nope, wires, all done with wires through an opening in the hip. Waking early all this week is making this easier but I am dragging. A bit o' coffee, writing, then a shower, and I should be off in another 20 minutes. Or, that's the theory. I bet he will be glad to be home, though no telling. Yeah, probably. They most likely were giving him the patch. As he would say, if you can't smoke, stuff it, save that he needs whatever of it he can get. I keep trying to switch him to chewing, it IS a patch:)
Yes, I suspect I will be busy today, getting those things done. Putting a humidifier together isn't too heavy, though he may prefer to do that. I'll know shortly. I'll take some tools, just in case. I think a lot of his tools are at his sisters home still. The appointment is his to make and the medicine can be picked up while we get the humidifier. Hmm... I wonder if he is hungry? I know one critter that is. Later.
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