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The first, culinary, item I want to find is my stick blender. I have everything I need for the recipes I can remember save this. What will it be used to make? Mayonnaise. I have been wanting to make mayonnaise for a very long time. The advantage? It tastes much better, and can be made in small batches. A double-edged advantage is that it doesn't last like. Why is that double-edged? Well, then you don't over-use the stuff. It's not super healthy, a bit fattening. Hush, I am fat because I have been crippled by a nearly dead heart for decades, and again have no treatment options for it. so don't give me carp, or crap. Still, I know what is what, if I don't always have the attention span in such a condition to do much about it. Okay, so, the one bad edge is you have a small amount and it doesn't last long. Of course, the good edge is pretty much the same thing, as mentioned. Oh, and adding ketchup to it, and perhaps a bit of hot stuff, would make a very good dipping sauce. I won't make my own ketchup because I have never been really impressed with that. It's more like a tomato chutney, no thank you. Sure, once in a while, as an culinary art thing, but not a daily driver.
I am hoping, in a week or two, to buy a few deli cuts. No huge blowout. That's good, perhaps, twice a year. Still, a small amount of beef, salami, and a couple cheeses, plus artisan bread, then the homemade mayo. Yeah. Dine on that for three days and just enjoy the view. Hmm... would make an excellent day pack picnic fixing for a day in the mountains, innit? Life is improving, even if it's a bit of a struggle without meds. Lemons? Lemonade.
Just thought I would tease some of you with a notion or three. If the dead can dance, why not you? Good day.
Saturday, April 2, 2016
Not rough, strange.
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I was awake until midnight. I felt thoroughly roughed up, used up, dried out, and under the weather when I finally arrived home. I still had to put things up. Somethings could wait until the morning, but the fridge and freezer requiring materials had to be laid in, which meant separation as well. And so it was. Still, I was in bed, according to the the alarm clock, somewhere between a quarter and three quarters past midnight. Very late. Neck hurt, which was creeping up the spine and I thought sure to result in a headache, even when and certainly while I slept. Plus, I was burned. Not sure if that has healed already. Sometimes, for light burns, I do heal fast. I was not looking forward to morning, whatever and whenever that might be.
As it turns out, morning was at right at 7:00. I hadn't bothered to set the alarm. I couldn't tell if I would be popping out earlier or later and didn't want to be tripping over the device... not this morning. Though it is a bit... rustic, here in the body, it isn't bad, not yet. It might go bad, there is that vein if my body goes that way... tender nerves on the neck leading into headachesville. I didn't exhaust any muscles, per se, simply tweaked my general capacity for an extended stay while switching day and night. All good, mind you. I need to keep pushing things, from time to time. Still, all in all, it is a good start to the morning.
I already put the fruits to a soak, and will be tending those before long. Some things aren't washed, of course. Onions, scallions, garlic cloves... I don't even wash the bigger potatoes until I use them. They have been cleaned a bit, but a little of that on the out layer keeps them longer, or so I have heard. Scrub them just before use, I believe, is how mothersville puts it. Not all such tales are true, though you can trust science less quite often, so... Pick your poison. I generally, on some things, break toward mothersville... if I don't always do it easily, freely, or openly. They'll take advantage if they see you doing it. *grins*
What today? I am not absolutely sure anything will go forward. If I can get out of my my coffin and find my walker, you ask? Well... breaking down boxes, sorting some things as I go, and if I get through those, then on to the kitchen. In the kitchen I am hoping to do a top down break down and cleaning, while sorting, on the exterior spaces. Then, when that is done, doing a check, clean, and toss, on the cabinet cupboard interiors. Yes. I think I can. I do not know how women keep everything "up", put away. Some do better, some not so much. But most women I have known have been sticklers about it. I guess I don't know stickler! I'd like to try to figure out how to do so. I want a clean, or at least clean looking (though with a solid footing) home. And I want to cook, and be able to cook... and otherwise tinker... in the kitchen. With the table perpetually clear, for example, I can much more easily sharpen knives. I would like to sharpen, or attempt to sharpen, my own kitchen knives... and my straight razors. Even if I don't get it just so, at the start... which already I haven't... over time I will learn. It's the angle, especially for the Shun knives (more because it is a different angle, more like, say, 12 to 15... while I have learned more like an 18 to 22 degree grind angle.
Cooking, and tinkering, cleanliness, and life. It's what I'm hereafter. It's just, often enough, I forget what I am hereafter. Bleh. I'm working on it.
Oh, not sure I will dig into the hummus today. Tomorrow most likely. So I really do want to do a bit of this and that in the kitchen. I could, probably, do it as is. I just don't want to do it as is. Incentives. The only thing really perishable is the lemons. Even the fresh herb won't go bad too quickly, as I bought a whole plant. Smells loverly by the way. If I water it, it will last at least a week, more like a month. So... I have a bit of time, as lemons don't go bad with speed.
That's that for the morning report. Be well, enjoy your weekend, lay in a little work if have it to you. Find some durned fool or blessed sufferer to lend a prayer, even if it is yourself though I have better even myself, and be well. Blessings, ladle, and close your eyes and prepare to shiver... blessings can be a little chilly yet this time of the year. *smile*
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I was awake until midnight. I felt thoroughly roughed up, used up, dried out, and under the weather when I finally arrived home. I still had to put things up. Somethings could wait until the morning, but the fridge and freezer requiring materials had to be laid in, which meant separation as well. And so it was. Still, I was in bed, according to the the alarm clock, somewhere between a quarter and three quarters past midnight. Very late. Neck hurt, which was creeping up the spine and I thought sure to result in a headache, even when and certainly while I slept. Plus, I was burned. Not sure if that has healed already. Sometimes, for light burns, I do heal fast. I was not looking forward to morning, whatever and whenever that might be.
As it turns out, morning was at right at 7:00. I hadn't bothered to set the alarm. I couldn't tell if I would be popping out earlier or later and didn't want to be tripping over the device... not this morning. Though it is a bit... rustic, here in the body, it isn't bad, not yet. It might go bad, there is that vein if my body goes that way... tender nerves on the neck leading into headachesville. I didn't exhaust any muscles, per se, simply tweaked my general capacity for an extended stay while switching day and night. All good, mind you. I need to keep pushing things, from time to time. Still, all in all, it is a good start to the morning.
I already put the fruits to a soak, and will be tending those before long. Some things aren't washed, of course. Onions, scallions, garlic cloves... I don't even wash the bigger potatoes until I use them. They have been cleaned a bit, but a little of that on the out layer keeps them longer, or so I have heard. Scrub them just before use, I believe, is how mothersville puts it. Not all such tales are true, though you can trust science less quite often, so... Pick your poison. I generally, on some things, break toward mothersville... if I don't always do it easily, freely, or openly. They'll take advantage if they see you doing it. *grins*
What today? I am not absolutely sure anything will go forward. If I can get out of my my coffin and find my walker, you ask? Well... breaking down boxes, sorting some things as I go, and if I get through those, then on to the kitchen. In the kitchen I am hoping to do a top down break down and cleaning, while sorting, on the exterior spaces. Then, when that is done, doing a check, clean, and toss, on the cabinet cupboard interiors. Yes. I think I can. I do not know how women keep everything "up", put away. Some do better, some not so much. But most women I have known have been sticklers about it. I guess I don't know stickler! I'd like to try to figure out how to do so. I want a clean, or at least clean looking (though with a solid footing) home. And I want to cook, and be able to cook... and otherwise tinker... in the kitchen. With the table perpetually clear, for example, I can much more easily sharpen knives. I would like to sharpen, or attempt to sharpen, my own kitchen knives... and my straight razors. Even if I don't get it just so, at the start... which already I haven't... over time I will learn. It's the angle, especially for the Shun knives (more because it is a different angle, more like, say, 12 to 15... while I have learned more like an 18 to 22 degree grind angle.
Cooking, and tinkering, cleanliness, and life. It's what I'm hereafter. It's just, often enough, I forget what I am hereafter. Bleh. I'm working on it.
Oh, not sure I will dig into the hummus today. Tomorrow most likely. So I really do want to do a bit of this and that in the kitchen. I could, probably, do it as is. I just don't want to do it as is. Incentives. The only thing really perishable is the lemons. Even the fresh herb won't go bad too quickly, as I bought a whole plant. Smells loverly by the way. If I water it, it will last at least a week, more like a month. So... I have a bit of time, as lemons don't go bad with speed.
That's that for the morning report. Be well, enjoy your weekend, lay in a little work if have it to you. Find some durned fool or blessed sufferer to lend a prayer, even if it is yourself though I have better even myself, and be well. Blessings, ladle, and close your eyes and prepare to shiver... blessings can be a little chilly yet this time of the year. *smile*
Friday, April 1, 2016
Long hard day.
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As far as cripples go. I woke around 4:00. Getting out of bed about five minutes after, though that clock runs an half hour fast, so it was more like 3:30. Here it is, 22:06, it just ticked. That's nineteen hours up, plus pushing the day around, and with shopping. I hit four stores, plus visited with my friend for... a while. Oh, right, and I burned. The sun was out. I haven't seen the sun in a while. Red Man, have no doubt.
I got most of what I wanted from the store. I did remember the list, if instead of forgetting that I forgot my phone. I didn't get everything on the list... just started missing beats and timing out. I got what I could then returned home. I have enough to start, and push getting the kitchen together for some culinary tinkering. No baba, but I can make hummus. Plus I have meat enough, and fruits, veggies, and onion and garlic plus relatives, which should all run me through half of the month, more if it doesn't go bad. Yeah... Quite a day.
I am sore. I am tired. I am gritty with dried sweat. All good. I told God, this morning, I think, that anything I did was to His glory (a bit of a trick, I consider this to be true whether I warn Him or not!). I should guess that, give all and all, I offered up a bit of glory. And, over the next few days, I am probably going to not offer much for glory, save a bit of an apology for not being able to keep at it. Rest should see me back into shape before too long though. And, I hope, I can still do a bit.
Good night.
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As far as cripples go. I woke around 4:00. Getting out of bed about five minutes after, though that clock runs an half hour fast, so it was more like 3:30. Here it is, 22:06, it just ticked. That's nineteen hours up, plus pushing the day around, and with shopping. I hit four stores, plus visited with my friend for... a while. Oh, right, and I burned. The sun was out. I haven't seen the sun in a while. Red Man, have no doubt.
I got most of what I wanted from the store. I did remember the list, if instead of forgetting that I forgot my phone. I didn't get everything on the list... just started missing beats and timing out. I got what I could then returned home. I have enough to start, and push getting the kitchen together for some culinary tinkering. No baba, but I can make hummus. Plus I have meat enough, and fruits, veggies, and onion and garlic plus relatives, which should all run me through half of the month, more if it doesn't go bad. Yeah... Quite a day.
I am sore. I am tired. I am gritty with dried sweat. All good. I told God, this morning, I think, that anything I did was to His glory (a bit of a trick, I consider this to be true whether I warn Him or not!). I should guess that, give all and all, I offered up a bit of glory. And, over the next few days, I am probably going to not offer much for glory, save a bit of an apology for not being able to keep at it. Rest should see me back into shape before too long though. And, I hope, I can still do a bit.
Good night.
Shopping.
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That is the theory. A list has actually been made. I hope, this time, I don't remember it... that is, remember right where it is, which is on the freezer, when I am in town. Memory does little good if the timing of, and use for, the memory is off. Some basics, some new stuff. Egg plant, and for now store bought flour, a few extra special items, to attempt some special dishes, and some simple things, combined for a taste treat that won't break the bank. Oh, and some meats... just enough to get me through the month. Fresh beef next month, mind you. Then I'll put in an order for an hog. I'd actually like to have the snout, if it comes with the rest of the head, and the hooves too. Yes, really. Beef hooves do offer collagen, but they don't offer much flavor. Pig hocks offer both, a bit.
Beside food, I need charcoal. I buy the real stuff. No complaints for those who don't. Not sure, pound for pound, there is that much of a price difference. It's just, for me, the notion. I like real, whole, cowboy charcoal. As well, cat food and litter matter. There are a few other things, always. Sometimes I remember, sometimes not so much. For example, I would like to search for wok tools. I don't have, and probably won't get, a wok. I do, however, have high carbon and cast iron pans. Those tools work really well in those. Not a high priority thing, just something I'd like to find and price check, for now. Amazon is fine, but some things are so terribly made, and you can't tell until you have them in hand. Often it isn't worth sending it back, as packing costs more. Then again, you don't want to pay enough for such simple tools that returns are worth the costs. Bleh. So... hands and eyes on, for some things.
The goal, actually, is to make a baba ganoush, hummus, and pita bread meal for tomorrow, or Sunday. I might have to tinker with pieces and parts, store things due to my limits and their need to flavorize through time, and do a final collection on some day soon. I do love hummus, and baba ganoush is okay though extra special with fresh hummus and pita bread. Though basting stew beef in the remaining yogurt over night, then brazing(?) in the yogurt and perhaps a bit of stock? Mixing this and that in the pita... Oh yea. Lamb would be better, but, for now, lamb isn't in the price range AND store lamb has been far too bitter these last few years. I just won't take the risk of getting mutton called lamb, especially at that price. Yeah, there is a major difference.
My friend might or might not do anything today. No problems. I understand. Though, perhaps, after a nap, I might be able to help him get some tools moved and set up. What are friend for? Even disagreeable ones. *grins* I'm taking in my bino's, for him to look at. Other than that, just shopping, a bit of business, more shopping, and perhaps helping him gear up for some tinkering. All good. I'll kill about forty five minutes, finish making myself dashing in case a dame needs flattered or with whom flirting might please, then off to the races. Yeah... even if I was married to her, I will still flirt. No more, no less, it's... just the way of it. Good afternoon.
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That is the theory. A list has actually been made. I hope, this time, I don't remember it... that is, remember right where it is, which is on the freezer, when I am in town. Memory does little good if the timing of, and use for, the memory is off. Some basics, some new stuff. Egg plant, and for now store bought flour, a few extra special items, to attempt some special dishes, and some simple things, combined for a taste treat that won't break the bank. Oh, and some meats... just enough to get me through the month. Fresh beef next month, mind you. Then I'll put in an order for an hog. I'd actually like to have the snout, if it comes with the rest of the head, and the hooves too. Yes, really. Beef hooves do offer collagen, but they don't offer much flavor. Pig hocks offer both, a bit.
Beside food, I need charcoal. I buy the real stuff. No complaints for those who don't. Not sure, pound for pound, there is that much of a price difference. It's just, for me, the notion. I like real, whole, cowboy charcoal. As well, cat food and litter matter. There are a few other things, always. Sometimes I remember, sometimes not so much. For example, I would like to search for wok tools. I don't have, and probably won't get, a wok. I do, however, have high carbon and cast iron pans. Those tools work really well in those. Not a high priority thing, just something I'd like to find and price check, for now. Amazon is fine, but some things are so terribly made, and you can't tell until you have them in hand. Often it isn't worth sending it back, as packing costs more. Then again, you don't want to pay enough for such simple tools that returns are worth the costs. Bleh. So... hands and eyes on, for some things.
The goal, actually, is to make a baba ganoush, hummus, and pita bread meal for tomorrow, or Sunday. I might have to tinker with pieces and parts, store things due to my limits and their need to flavorize through time, and do a final collection on some day soon. I do love hummus, and baba ganoush is okay though extra special with fresh hummus and pita bread. Though basting stew beef in the remaining yogurt over night, then brazing(?) in the yogurt and perhaps a bit of stock? Mixing this and that in the pita... Oh yea. Lamb would be better, but, for now, lamb isn't in the price range AND store lamb has been far too bitter these last few years. I just won't take the risk of getting mutton called lamb, especially at that price. Yeah, there is a major difference.
My friend might or might not do anything today. No problems. I understand. Though, perhaps, after a nap, I might be able to help him get some tools moved and set up. What are friend for? Even disagreeable ones. *grins* I'm taking in my bino's, for him to look at. Other than that, just shopping, a bit of business, more shopping, and perhaps helping him gear up for some tinkering. All good. I'll kill about forty five minutes, finish making myself dashing in case a dame needs flattered or with whom flirting might please, then off to the races. Yeah... even if I was married to her, I will still flirt. No more, no less, it's... just the way of it. Good afternoon.
Even so.
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Oh, right. A thought bounced into my lap, biting and scratching while doing so. Tamed, mostly, for my part. Here, you hold the bouncing baby thought bomb. Watch those claws.
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Oh, right. A thought bounced into my lap, biting and scratching while doing so. Tamed, mostly, for my part. Here, you hold the bouncing baby thought bomb. Watch those claws.
A twist in a twist.
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Why things work they way they do sometimes just doesn't make sense. I wasn't able to stay up as late yesterday, only making it to, perhaps, 16:00. I kept the alarm at 4:00, though I knew I would wake, uncontrollably, far before that. I hadn't been able to sleep that long the night before, even going to bed at 18:00. However, as odd as it seems, I did just that. The alarm work me. Surprised me. It's been a long time since I set the alarm for a time when it would wake me, or could wake me. I've slept through it several times, and like recently, set it for (usually) after I ended up being awake. So it actually took a while to realize what that weird sound was. Very glad I set it. Now, perhaps from pushing, this way and that, I have been cutting shy on sleep often enough lately that a little or lot in this case of extra sleep was simply, finally, needed. All good.
I never did get in to work on anything yesterday. It was an energy issue, though compounded by the dark. Overcast to shadowlessness, that after a day of decent sun. I suppose it was a combination in contrast? Yeah. While I can get used to dark days, it takes a bit. Just as really sunny days can stress my system. One makes function difficult, the other one makes work too easy so as I end up working too hard and going down... or being unable to sleep on top of it I end up in the fog. No sleep and too much sleep end up being very similar animals, taken to their extremes.
Today I have plans. I best shower right away, then set up dishes for a soak. While I have been tending the bigger dirty dishes, I need to get the bits and pieces collected and soaking too. All good, I'll get that going, then make a very light breakfast. There ended up being enough leftovers from Wednesday that I didn't need to make another grain gruel. I'll do that for this morning. A savory one, even so. You know, if I had eggs, poaching a couple, then nestling those into the gruel, with a savory mix of spices and herbs, might just do well. With or without heavy whipping cream... I will have to explore that. Then I wouldn't need as much gruel itself.
Food has definitely been on my mind. Three things I would really like to make as a grouping, if meats might well go in on the side, is baba ganoush, hummus, and pita bread... all homemade. As the potential for getting my kitchen in order, and keeping it that way somehow, seems to approach in mind and in the world, I may be trying to incentivize the notion. Though, too, something... in me... hungry, but for better foods. Cooking might be fun, but that it feeds hunger makes it a different, functional, sort of fun.
I placed my amazon order today. A good, solid (I hope), cutting board... several hanging basket sets (one for fruits, one for vegetables). I figure I can keep onions, potatoes, lemons and sometimes limes, and various fruits and aromatics more on hand and more in use with them in easy sight. Plus, the fridge is a terrible place to keep those things. A few items, after pricing as well as I could and considering value, such as tahini, a reasonably priced larger white bean that can stand up to long cooking, and a few other items. Yeah... I ought to make a list today. One thing I ordered from Amazon broke, so I had them send it back. I would have had to do that anyway, somehow.
Oh, and today I am getting out. Shopping for sure, though perhaps a small meal, a bit of a drive about the valley, bird hunting... if with binoculars and maybe camera, and then maybe a visit. Depends on temps, light, energy level, and such. Still, the day, even if it is dark, with a bit of company, has much possibility. I do need to fix a list beforehand. Cat food, of both kinds. Milk, cream, and maybe a general visit to the health food stores. Lemons, onion, a few potatoes, several garlic buds, apples and or several other fruits. I would like to have some things ready for when the baskets arrive. A ready kitchen and larder, truly, is a sexy thing. The belly loves being fed.
Hmm... a bit more tea to wake, a shower, sorting out my wardrobe for the day, a small bite of breakfast gruel, and... Good morning. Heh... and it really is morning.
Addendum: I am going to begin sourcing certain difficult to find foods in a sidebar. The first few are a collection of general foods, and one specific item will be a link all itself. Yeah, no... I don't eat these items daily. However, for a special occasion, once a month, every other month, or more... it is nice to do things traditionally to you or your family, or as it has been done for longer than this nation existed, or just taste something you might only have heard about. Though food storage is also an large aspect of my food life, so at least one such will be included.
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Why things work they way they do sometimes just doesn't make sense. I wasn't able to stay up as late yesterday, only making it to, perhaps, 16:00. I kept the alarm at 4:00, though I knew I would wake, uncontrollably, far before that. I hadn't been able to sleep that long the night before, even going to bed at 18:00. However, as odd as it seems, I did just that. The alarm work me. Surprised me. It's been a long time since I set the alarm for a time when it would wake me, or could wake me. I've slept through it several times, and like recently, set it for (usually) after I ended up being awake. So it actually took a while to realize what that weird sound was. Very glad I set it. Now, perhaps from pushing, this way and that, I have been cutting shy on sleep often enough lately that a little or lot in this case of extra sleep was simply, finally, needed. All good.
I never did get in to work on anything yesterday. It was an energy issue, though compounded by the dark. Overcast to shadowlessness, that after a day of decent sun. I suppose it was a combination in contrast? Yeah. While I can get used to dark days, it takes a bit. Just as really sunny days can stress my system. One makes function difficult, the other one makes work too easy so as I end up working too hard and going down... or being unable to sleep on top of it I end up in the fog. No sleep and too much sleep end up being very similar animals, taken to their extremes.
Today I have plans. I best shower right away, then set up dishes for a soak. While I have been tending the bigger dirty dishes, I need to get the bits and pieces collected and soaking too. All good, I'll get that going, then make a very light breakfast. There ended up being enough leftovers from Wednesday that I didn't need to make another grain gruel. I'll do that for this morning. A savory one, even so. You know, if I had eggs, poaching a couple, then nestling those into the gruel, with a savory mix of spices and herbs, might just do well. With or without heavy whipping cream... I will have to explore that. Then I wouldn't need as much gruel itself.
Food has definitely been on my mind. Three things I would really like to make as a grouping, if meats might well go in on the side, is baba ganoush, hummus, and pita bread... all homemade. As the potential for getting my kitchen in order, and keeping it that way somehow, seems to approach in mind and in the world, I may be trying to incentivize the notion. Though, too, something... in me... hungry, but for better foods. Cooking might be fun, but that it feeds hunger makes it a different, functional, sort of fun.
I placed my amazon order today. A good, solid (I hope), cutting board... several hanging basket sets (one for fruits, one for vegetables). I figure I can keep onions, potatoes, lemons and sometimes limes, and various fruits and aromatics more on hand and more in use with them in easy sight. Plus, the fridge is a terrible place to keep those things. A few items, after pricing as well as I could and considering value, such as tahini, a reasonably priced larger white bean that can stand up to long cooking, and a few other items. Yeah... I ought to make a list today. One thing I ordered from Amazon broke, so I had them send it back. I would have had to do that anyway, somehow.
Oh, and today I am getting out. Shopping for sure, though perhaps a small meal, a bit of a drive about the valley, bird hunting... if with binoculars and maybe camera, and then maybe a visit. Depends on temps, light, energy level, and such. Still, the day, even if it is dark, with a bit of company, has much possibility. I do need to fix a list beforehand. Cat food, of both kinds. Milk, cream, and maybe a general visit to the health food stores. Lemons, onion, a few potatoes, several garlic buds, apples and or several other fruits. I would like to have some things ready for when the baskets arrive. A ready kitchen and larder, truly, is a sexy thing. The belly loves being fed.
Hmm... a bit more tea to wake, a shower, sorting out my wardrobe for the day, a small bite of breakfast gruel, and... Good morning. Heh... and it really is morning.
Addendum: I am going to begin sourcing certain difficult to find foods in a sidebar. The first few are a collection of general foods, and one specific item will be a link all itself. Yeah, no... I don't eat these items daily. However, for a special occasion, once a month, every other month, or more... it is nice to do things traditionally to you or your family, or as it has been done for longer than this nation existed, or just taste something you might only have heard about. Though food storage is also an large aspect of my food life, so at least one such will be included.
Thursday, March 31, 2016
Not a day of fasting.
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Given my goals, fasting is not in the plan. I want to work, work takes food. It just does. Sometimes I have worked without food. It isn't the best, often it wasn't a choice. I had to work through to food. That's a dark place. While I am out of eggs, have no meat easily at the ready, I do have milk, whole whipping cream, and various grains. A grueling day? In one, if the better sense. Oatmeal this morning, and later a nine-grain, cracked, blend. Oh, and I have a small portion of food left over from an experiment yesterday. I used one of the cans of cheese. I have tried that "raw", and found it quite satisfactory. Beside being out of much, I have wanted to see how well it works cooked, how well it melts in. I was satisfied with taste and texture, with some caveats. It's just not, exactly, like any cheese I have eaten. It is good, but different, a bit. Sometimes different is good, sometimes it is bad, and sometimes... to my mind this case... it is neither. Different, sometimes, is just that.
I think starting out with a shower is my best plan. Being cool enough to still have snow remaining after several days means a little warmth in the body might help. As well... past due. When you retire, you will find that... sometimes... stretching things comes a bit more natural, especially during dog days. I am currently in dog days, though attempting to work out of them. So, yes, a shower. Plus, it will be breaking in my new, clean, bathroom! Yeah, it's exciting. More as I have a path to keeping it clean much longer and more robustly.
I was thinking how to sweeten the oats. Sugar? No. The artificial stuff just doesn't work. Maybe maple syrup? No, nearly out of that, saving the remnants for something else. Honey? Why, yes! Mountain flower honey, actually. Just a dab will do, but will do quite well. This afternoon, for the multigrain gruel, I will probably go savory... a pat of butter, a touch of salt and pepper, perhaps thyme, basil, sage, or... whatever herb, spice, or mix draws me as I approach the meal. Perhaps a bit of whole whipping cream with it as well, to add protein and a touch extra fat.
This month I really have to watch my spending. No worries, just, this and that, you know. I am so looking forward to what I am saving to get. It is exciting to stock up and well. Still, I have decided, of the things I want or need, cooking and food related items are taking the top of the list. A true butcher board, a hanging basket for fruits and veggies, and other such items. Cooking, I suppose, and perhaps baking, are looking to be back on the menu. The few things I want and need for the kitchen, plus getting the kitchen back in shape... it's all coming together.
Breakfast is about ready. A touch of sweet notion spices, have been added, just letting it all rest before digging in. Well, I was. Top of the morn to you. Just remember, if you don't have proteins proper, you can still have a decent meal. Go get em', and enjoy the work.
Update: Well worth the minimal effort. Sure, you have to hover and/or set the alarm for every few minutes between hovering... and it takes a bit... very much worth it. I ended up making a bit too much. Intended, though next time a little less too much would be better. I just avoid making too little. Worse, oddly, the smaller the amount it is short. Being so close, or closer, to having hunger tended only to have it fall short... it's perturbing... among other things. Two teaspoons of honey served a rather large bowl of the stuff quite well. Quite a splendid little meal. Still, since I had extra, I wanted to just sample it with maple syrup. You know what? Worth the dollars and effort either way. I will not finish the maple syrup sample, but now I know.
Oh, and the pans and pots, utensils, and such? I've been keeping up on those. No, not washed, but rinsed of remnant goobers, set to soak in hot soapy water, and... keeping up as well as I can. Cheesy and grain foods, if left to set, go bad and ugly very fast. I've done that, you know. Not this time. Later.
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Given my goals, fasting is not in the plan. I want to work, work takes food. It just does. Sometimes I have worked without food. It isn't the best, often it wasn't a choice. I had to work through to food. That's a dark place. While I am out of eggs, have no meat easily at the ready, I do have milk, whole whipping cream, and various grains. A grueling day? In one, if the better sense. Oatmeal this morning, and later a nine-grain, cracked, blend. Oh, and I have a small portion of food left over from an experiment yesterday. I used one of the cans of cheese. I have tried that "raw", and found it quite satisfactory. Beside being out of much, I have wanted to see how well it works cooked, how well it melts in. I was satisfied with taste and texture, with some caveats. It's just not, exactly, like any cheese I have eaten. It is good, but different, a bit. Sometimes different is good, sometimes it is bad, and sometimes... to my mind this case... it is neither. Different, sometimes, is just that.
I think starting out with a shower is my best plan. Being cool enough to still have snow remaining after several days means a little warmth in the body might help. As well... past due. When you retire, you will find that... sometimes... stretching things comes a bit more natural, especially during dog days. I am currently in dog days, though attempting to work out of them. So, yes, a shower. Plus, it will be breaking in my new, clean, bathroom! Yeah, it's exciting. More as I have a path to keeping it clean much longer and more robustly.
I was thinking how to sweeten the oats. Sugar? No. The artificial stuff just doesn't work. Maybe maple syrup? No, nearly out of that, saving the remnants for something else. Honey? Why, yes! Mountain flower honey, actually. Just a dab will do, but will do quite well. This afternoon, for the multigrain gruel, I will probably go savory... a pat of butter, a touch of salt and pepper, perhaps thyme, basil, sage, or... whatever herb, spice, or mix draws me as I approach the meal. Perhaps a bit of whole whipping cream with it as well, to add protein and a touch extra fat.
This month I really have to watch my spending. No worries, just, this and that, you know. I am so looking forward to what I am saving to get. It is exciting to stock up and well. Still, I have decided, of the things I want or need, cooking and food related items are taking the top of the list. A true butcher board, a hanging basket for fruits and veggies, and other such items. Cooking, I suppose, and perhaps baking, are looking to be back on the menu. The few things I want and need for the kitchen, plus getting the kitchen back in shape... it's all coming together.
Breakfast is about ready. A touch of sweet notion spices, have been added, just letting it all rest before digging in. Well, I was. Top of the morn to you. Just remember, if you don't have proteins proper, you can still have a decent meal. Go get em', and enjoy the work.
Update: Well worth the minimal effort. Sure, you have to hover and/or set the alarm for every few minutes between hovering... and it takes a bit... very much worth it. I ended up making a bit too much. Intended, though next time a little less too much would be better. I just avoid making too little. Worse, oddly, the smaller the amount it is short. Being so close, or closer, to having hunger tended only to have it fall short... it's perturbing... among other things. Two teaspoons of honey served a rather large bowl of the stuff quite well. Quite a splendid little meal. Still, since I had extra, I wanted to just sample it with maple syrup. You know what? Worth the dollars and effort either way. I will not finish the maple syrup sample, but now I know.
Oh, and the pans and pots, utensils, and such? I've been keeping up on those. No, not washed, but rinsed of remnant goobers, set to soak in hot soapy water, and... keeping up as well as I can. Cheesy and grain foods, if left to set, go bad and ugly very fast. I've done that, you know. Not this time. Later.
Kicking through.
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Yeah, I really see, easily, where I have problems getting my days and nights square. I can more easily push my waking hours than my sleep time. I made it to 18:00 this evening. I tried to push sleep until 4:00, it just would work. As with last evening, I really only made it to 2:00. I stayed in bed until 3:00 but was not asleep, I simply finally surrendered. Sure, eight hours is good. It just isn't always enough when pushing my days. When it fails, it can fail through a need of too much sleep, and inability to wake in a timely fashion, or often both. Oversleeping or underwaking, or both. As I have mentioned, this has always been a struggle. I was a night creature from the time my mother brought me home from the hospital. Drove her to distraction. She spent much effort, and as much will and strength as she could muster, to try to get me to switch that. I was on her side. Some things, however, seem to be baked into a cake and there is no changing. The health issues simply exaggerate the issue. No real complaints, it just gives me something to fuss with, I suppose.
I am trying to figure out what to make today, for food. I have been eating quite well on odds and ends the last few days. I am out of eggs, however. Cheese is pretty much done. I have milk, but nothing much to use it on. I might have rice. I don't have much meat, nothing thawed save canned tuna. I do have lentils, and black beans but those would need a six hour soak, at least. I am on my last food legs. Hmm... I'll have to think of something. Necessity... mother... invention. Then again, I might just fast. I used to have to do that for days, weeks, without choice. A day certainly won't kill me. I actually learned to enjoy the hunger, or... did I just convince myself that I enjoyed what simply had to be endured? Though, finding something in the desert, whether you come to it from plenty or from poverty, it can be just as inspiring. Though inspiration, often, is best to be minimal or it can become... a bit too rich. Just your Zen thought for the day? Hmm... I suppose, as always, it is up to you.
I am hoping to get back to some work today. A shower, folding laundry, then tearing into boxes. I don't know, but that is the hope. With the bathroom looking so good, I really am hankering to get the kitchen into similar shape. Then the computer room, living room, and bedroom. Well, and then have a plumber in to check on some things, maybe fix them, get a quote for work on the floor (when they begin on the floor, that would be a good time to go camping), and maybe get a quote on a new heater and ac unit. Yeah. Carrot, stick, neither alone serves. I need both, and a prayer. While I have hope, that is not enough alone.
I am, actually, doing well. When I get my larder meated out, the manual grain mill and the electric one working actually, begin canning and drying at least meats, I'll be a bit happier. But it is coming together as well as I can make it happen. I'm just not good at housekeeping. Just not. Later.
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Yeah, I really see, easily, where I have problems getting my days and nights square. I can more easily push my waking hours than my sleep time. I made it to 18:00 this evening. I tried to push sleep until 4:00, it just would work. As with last evening, I really only made it to 2:00. I stayed in bed until 3:00 but was not asleep, I simply finally surrendered. Sure, eight hours is good. It just isn't always enough when pushing my days. When it fails, it can fail through a need of too much sleep, and inability to wake in a timely fashion, or often both. Oversleeping or underwaking, or both. As I have mentioned, this has always been a struggle. I was a night creature from the time my mother brought me home from the hospital. Drove her to distraction. She spent much effort, and as much will and strength as she could muster, to try to get me to switch that. I was on her side. Some things, however, seem to be baked into a cake and there is no changing. The health issues simply exaggerate the issue. No real complaints, it just gives me something to fuss with, I suppose.
I am trying to figure out what to make today, for food. I have been eating quite well on odds and ends the last few days. I am out of eggs, however. Cheese is pretty much done. I have milk, but nothing much to use it on. I might have rice. I don't have much meat, nothing thawed save canned tuna. I do have lentils, and black beans but those would need a six hour soak, at least. I am on my last food legs. Hmm... I'll have to think of something. Necessity... mother... invention. Then again, I might just fast. I used to have to do that for days, weeks, without choice. A day certainly won't kill me. I actually learned to enjoy the hunger, or... did I just convince myself that I enjoyed what simply had to be endured? Though, finding something in the desert, whether you come to it from plenty or from poverty, it can be just as inspiring. Though inspiration, often, is best to be minimal or it can become... a bit too rich. Just your Zen thought for the day? Hmm... I suppose, as always, it is up to you.
I am hoping to get back to some work today. A shower, folding laundry, then tearing into boxes. I don't know, but that is the hope. With the bathroom looking so good, I really am hankering to get the kitchen into similar shape. Then the computer room, living room, and bedroom. Well, and then have a plumber in to check on some things, maybe fix them, get a quote for work on the floor (when they begin on the floor, that would be a good time to go camping), and maybe get a quote on a new heater and ac unit. Yeah. Carrot, stick, neither alone serves. I need both, and a prayer. While I have hope, that is not enough alone.
I am, actually, doing well. When I get my larder meated out, the manual grain mill and the electric one working actually, begin canning and drying at least meats, I'll be a bit happier. But it is coming together as well as I can make it happen. I'm just not good at housekeeping. Just not. Later.
Wednesday, March 30, 2016
Oh well, might as well give it a shot... one last post.
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Not much today. I simply didn't have it going. I did do some things. Cooking, a bit of cleaning, this and that. Still, no where near what I had hoped. I will be up until, I am thinking, at least 17:00, maybe 18:00. All probable, if I am thinking likely. It has stopped snowing, but earlier it looked like there was six inches on the ground. That might have been an illusion, with grass holding the stuff higher than it really was. As I said, though, the sidewalk and drive are clear. It is a pretty last snow memory, so there is that.
My friend called. He hadn't received my message. Odd, but I don't always get messages. Just a bit of talk, and plans. Today, of course, was out for getting out. I was thinking tomorrow. He suggested Friday, as that will be payday. And, yes, I think that is best. I spent a bit much, again, this month. I am really going to have to go shy on spending this coming month. Buying a whole beef is a bit of an expense. Just this once, probably. A hog isn't too difficult, and a lamb might not be to hefty of coin, more so if I can find a non"organic" lamb. Bleh. So... I need to watch my coins a bit more closely. I didn't spend it all. And what I have purchased was, sort of, planned. So, no major issue. The fish and duck will serve for a good long time. Oddly, even sharing things out and I find myself, even so, in much better stead. Even if I didn't, it's just how to do things.
I was telling a friend, a girl friend if you must know, about some food ideas I wanted to post. Both really look good, if for different reasons. The first is a breakfast that can be made the night before. Really good for pressing mornings or a bunch of folk. As for me, I might alter the volume just a bit... or make an extra. If you have growing boys, as well, or a big boy, well... just plan on extra. The other is a dessert, one I have been wanting to try at home for a very long time. Only slightly different. Both in vid forms, though one requires another vid, and a visit to another blog for more exact directions. Here you go.
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Not much today. I simply didn't have it going. I did do some things. Cooking, a bit of cleaning, this and that. Still, no where near what I had hoped. I will be up until, I am thinking, at least 17:00, maybe 18:00. All probable, if I am thinking likely. It has stopped snowing, but earlier it looked like there was six inches on the ground. That might have been an illusion, with grass holding the stuff higher than it really was. As I said, though, the sidewalk and drive are clear. It is a pretty last snow memory, so there is that.
My friend called. He hadn't received my message. Odd, but I don't always get messages. Just a bit of talk, and plans. Today, of course, was out for getting out. I was thinking tomorrow. He suggested Friday, as that will be payday. And, yes, I think that is best. I spent a bit much, again, this month. I am really going to have to go shy on spending this coming month. Buying a whole beef is a bit of an expense. Just this once, probably. A hog isn't too difficult, and a lamb might not be to hefty of coin, more so if I can find a non"organic" lamb. Bleh. So... I need to watch my coins a bit more closely. I didn't spend it all. And what I have purchased was, sort of, planned. So, no major issue. The fish and duck will serve for a good long time. Oddly, even sharing things out and I find myself, even so, in much better stead. Even if I didn't, it's just how to do things.
I was telling a friend, a girl friend if you must know, about some food ideas I wanted to post. Both really look good, if for different reasons. The first is a breakfast that can be made the night before. Really good for pressing mornings or a bunch of folk. As for me, I might alter the volume just a bit... or make an extra. If you have growing boys, as well, or a big boy, well... just plan on extra. The other is a dessert, one I have been wanting to try at home for a very long time. Only slightly different. Both in vid forms, though one requires another vid, and a visit to another blog for more exact directions. Here you go.
Hashed browns, one way.
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I looked around online, searching the various recipes. Some wanted egg whites, others suggested this or that. I was looking for simple. No flour, no egg whites, not excessive handling or care. Time wasn't as much of an issue. While I have flour, it is old. More, I really don't want to use flour if I don't know how fresh it is. While it won't go bad in three days, from grinding, as one woman suggested, it will in three months, quicker if handled. Now, when I say bad, I mean it will become nutrient neutered. One can still eat it, it's just that anything in it that would make eating it useful, will have leeched out. My flour, even kept in the freezer, is simply too old.
The simplest idea, and easy enough to try, was quite simple. Peel potatoes, the standard type if I can't pull the name out from the tip of my tongue. Grate those, then pat them dry with paper towels. In my case, as in the example given, it took two bunches of paper towels to remove enough moisture. Then simply put in a pan on medium high, with a little oil, and let cook for about 15 minutes. Flip and repeat. I used clarified butter from the other day. Now, in my opinion, that was a bit raw still. However, since I had eggs to fry, and wondering about that from the start, plus wanting the browns to stay warm, I had set the oven to 200F, and used an oven able china plate as the medium for the browns. In the time it took me to cook the eggs, the browns had finished to my liking. Still just a bit raw, but perfectly crisped. I still think, perhaps, parboiling or some such, then grating... maybe even soaking to leach some of the starch? I'll begin experimenting. Still, very simply, this worked well enough in a pinch. Eggs, these, and a few of the remaining slices of bread but toasted and buttered, with tea on the side. Should have had a glass of milk for a change. I might just have one in a bit.
Next? Boxes, I believe. Then hitting the laundry. It's all done, it just needs tended. I really doubt I will get much beyond those. Not even sure I will get to, or completely through, those. Though, perhaps. If so, I will begin in on the kitchen. I'm getting excited to cook again.
Just a word on ingredients. I was looking for ingredients, as the chef/cook suggested. Some beans are not like other beans. At $25 for a couple of pounds, I do believe I will find other beans. A bit of research will find beans which hold up better under intense cooking but at a much more reasonable price. If this were a yearly feast, a tradition, for a family... I could see it. But not a daily driver. Further, the sausage suggested was... at the cheapest... $33 for eight, plus double and more for shipping. No, I think I'll source locally. Not sure there are any sausage makers anymore, of the craft variety. I'll take mass manufactured to that. Something funny? The French ate what they did because it was all they had, often, at least initially. Eventually they became snobs about it. Before that, however, it was just what was available. As you notice, that dish actually, when you think about it, is a way of taking leftovers that would not serve many on their own and turning them into something better. Cook with both the spirit, and at times if available for even peasant wallets the original or traditional ingredients, and enjoy. Don't spend a fortune on a meal. That is... for the pigs.
It's chilly out there. The sidewalk and driveway seem to have cleared, unless it has snowed again. Two, three, days of snowing? Crazy. It's pretty. It's nearing the last of the snow. I didn't have to shovel. I just wish there was someone to go out and play in it. The last snow fort, a snowball fight... do they do those things anymore, or has the tyrannical safety nannies of the world shut down all the fun boys used to have? Anyway... On with the show. Later.
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I looked around online, searching the various recipes. Some wanted egg whites, others suggested this or that. I was looking for simple. No flour, no egg whites, not excessive handling or care. Time wasn't as much of an issue. While I have flour, it is old. More, I really don't want to use flour if I don't know how fresh it is. While it won't go bad in three days, from grinding, as one woman suggested, it will in three months, quicker if handled. Now, when I say bad, I mean it will become nutrient neutered. One can still eat it, it's just that anything in it that would make eating it useful, will have leeched out. My flour, even kept in the freezer, is simply too old.
The simplest idea, and easy enough to try, was quite simple. Peel potatoes, the standard type if I can't pull the name out from the tip of my tongue. Grate those, then pat them dry with paper towels. In my case, as in the example given, it took two bunches of paper towels to remove enough moisture. Then simply put in a pan on medium high, with a little oil, and let cook for about 15 minutes. Flip and repeat. I used clarified butter from the other day. Now, in my opinion, that was a bit raw still. However, since I had eggs to fry, and wondering about that from the start, plus wanting the browns to stay warm, I had set the oven to 200F, and used an oven able china plate as the medium for the browns. In the time it took me to cook the eggs, the browns had finished to my liking. Still just a bit raw, but perfectly crisped. I still think, perhaps, parboiling or some such, then grating... maybe even soaking to leach some of the starch? I'll begin experimenting. Still, very simply, this worked well enough in a pinch. Eggs, these, and a few of the remaining slices of bread but toasted and buttered, with tea on the side. Should have had a glass of milk for a change. I might just have one in a bit.
Next? Boxes, I believe. Then hitting the laundry. It's all done, it just needs tended. I really doubt I will get much beyond those. Not even sure I will get to, or completely through, those. Though, perhaps. If so, I will begin in on the kitchen. I'm getting excited to cook again.
Just a word on ingredients. I was looking for ingredients, as the chef/cook suggested. Some beans are not like other beans. At $25 for a couple of pounds, I do believe I will find other beans. A bit of research will find beans which hold up better under intense cooking but at a much more reasonable price. If this were a yearly feast, a tradition, for a family... I could see it. But not a daily driver. Further, the sausage suggested was... at the cheapest... $33 for eight, plus double and more for shipping. No, I think I'll source locally. Not sure there are any sausage makers anymore, of the craft variety. I'll take mass manufactured to that. Something funny? The French ate what they did because it was all they had, often, at least initially. Eventually they became snobs about it. Before that, however, it was just what was available. As you notice, that dish actually, when you think about it, is a way of taking leftovers that would not serve many on their own and turning them into something better. Cook with both the spirit, and at times if available for even peasant wallets the original or traditional ingredients, and enjoy. Don't spend a fortune on a meal. That is... for the pigs.
It's chilly out there. The sidewalk and driveway seem to have cleared, unless it has snowed again. Two, three, days of snowing? Crazy. It's pretty. It's nearing the last of the snow. I didn't have to shovel. I just wish there was someone to go out and play in it. The last snow fort, a snowball fight... do they do those things anymore, or has the tyrannical safety nannies of the world shut down all the fun boys used to have? Anyway... On with the show. Later.
Little twitches, slow to work, but worth the effort.
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I did make it to 16:00 before crashing. The last hours were like in a prize fight, when one of the opponents is still on his feet but not really at the top floor anymore. I was bloating with fluid because I couldn't remember to use the facilities. A third the way through the night, then another third on, I emptied over 32 ounces of fluid. I didn't know a human bladder could hold that much, or drain that much twice in a row? Well, then, maybe it can't. Not absolutely sure I am human, not fully. Still, waking was easy enough, if I would have liked to have slept until 4:00 perhaps, instead of not quite making it exactly to 2:00. All good. Actually I should begin slowing the pace of change.
The bathroom looks fantastic. I put down a rounded toilet rug and small matching runner rug. Good only for the toots while sitting, no good as a shower mat... too small. I will probably change out the shower curtains, wash the recently used in a next general wash, then stow those. Having things to change out from time to time adds interest and keeps favored items around longer. Down goes Mona Lisa, up goes the Eiffel Tower. I suppose, even if their new friends destroy the real one, I'll still have this as a reminder of the West is throwing to the dogs.
I'm thinking of doing just a bit of cooking as I wake. Boiling eggs, then... what... parboiling potatoes? Just enough so that they are easy to skin and slice... or shred... then, when they are cool enough, shredding and bagging that. A serving per sandwich bag, then those bags into a larger gallon bag, all save one on into the freezer. A LOT cheaper than buying storebought. Hmm... might fry them up, actually, just a bit, before storing them? So that they get browned, leaving only a final heating and inside finishing? I'll be thinking about it as I go. Might do a bit of looking online, see what others do.
Today? A shower, folding and storing laundry, then on to boxes. Well, that's the goal. I think, probably, these things I can do. Later.
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I did make it to 16:00 before crashing. The last hours were like in a prize fight, when one of the opponents is still on his feet but not really at the top floor anymore. I was bloating with fluid because I couldn't remember to use the facilities. A third the way through the night, then another third on, I emptied over 32 ounces of fluid. I didn't know a human bladder could hold that much, or drain that much twice in a row? Well, then, maybe it can't. Not absolutely sure I am human, not fully. Still, waking was easy enough, if I would have liked to have slept until 4:00 perhaps, instead of not quite making it exactly to 2:00. All good. Actually I should begin slowing the pace of change.
The bathroom looks fantastic. I put down a rounded toilet rug and small matching runner rug. Good only for the toots while sitting, no good as a shower mat... too small. I will probably change out the shower curtains, wash the recently used in a next general wash, then stow those. Having things to change out from time to time adds interest and keeps favored items around longer. Down goes Mona Lisa, up goes the Eiffel Tower. I suppose, even if their new friends destroy the real one, I'll still have this as a reminder of the West is throwing to the dogs.
I'm thinking of doing just a bit of cooking as I wake. Boiling eggs, then... what... parboiling potatoes? Just enough so that they are easy to skin and slice... or shred... then, when they are cool enough, shredding and bagging that. A serving per sandwich bag, then those bags into a larger gallon bag, all save one on into the freezer. A LOT cheaper than buying storebought. Hmm... might fry them up, actually, just a bit, before storing them? So that they get browned, leaving only a final heating and inside finishing? I'll be thinking about it as I go. Might do a bit of looking online, see what others do.
Today? A shower, folding and storing laundry, then on to boxes. Well, that's the goal. I think, probably, these things I can do. Later.
Tuesday, March 29, 2016
Eh?
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Yeah, the bathroom is in very good shape. I'm not putting everything in it's place just yet. Some minor items are back, some I am saving for when a complete drying is more sure. As I do things now, the bathroom should stay in very good order for a week or two at a time. The bowl will need more often cleaning, twice a week at least. I have the tub drain up to snuff. I might attempt to figure out the sink drain. If I can't do that, I may have to break down and buy a plumber. I want the kitchen clean by then, too. I want someone to look at why the water delivery in the sink keeps failing. Three different faucets, only one has used a ceramic device. The faucets should not fail like this.
As I said, I need to tear the kitchen apart, cleaning on the way down. Sorting as I go, cleaning even what might be in cupboards. I have, actually, been cleaning some of the cupboards and nooks over this late winter and early spring. Something to do when I can do little else. Impossible for one to stay atop. And yet, a little here and a little there, from time to time, really helps. Oh, and I have foods to go to the cellar. They just last longer, much longer, down there. No light and lower temps, pretty steady really.
I kept thinking of making something to eat. I don't think I will get to it. I started looking online, for this or that, hoping seeing something out there might induce me to make a meal. I won't swear that I won't, either. It's just... unlikely. I ran into a meal that I ran into over there. If not this, though I think it was, it was something very similar. I have spoken, roughly, of it on my blog and to friends, trying to track it down. I had it at least once over there, then a time when I was back in the states... probably on my way too or from one of the vampire club shindigs. Something about those was good food, and anything you might wish, was available for participants. I never did know how such things were arranged, only enjoyed when I was available, and seemed to be welcomed enough to be invited.
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Yeah, the bathroom is in very good shape. I'm not putting everything in it's place just yet. Some minor items are back, some I am saving for when a complete drying is more sure. As I do things now, the bathroom should stay in very good order for a week or two at a time. The bowl will need more often cleaning, twice a week at least. I have the tub drain up to snuff. I might attempt to figure out the sink drain. If I can't do that, I may have to break down and buy a plumber. I want the kitchen clean by then, too. I want someone to look at why the water delivery in the sink keeps failing. Three different faucets, only one has used a ceramic device. The faucets should not fail like this.
As I said, I need to tear the kitchen apart, cleaning on the way down. Sorting as I go, cleaning even what might be in cupboards. I have, actually, been cleaning some of the cupboards and nooks over this late winter and early spring. Something to do when I can do little else. Impossible for one to stay atop. And yet, a little here and a little there, from time to time, really helps. Oh, and I have foods to go to the cellar. They just last longer, much longer, down there. No light and lower temps, pretty steady really.
I kept thinking of making something to eat. I don't think I will get to it. I started looking online, for this or that, hoping seeing something out there might induce me to make a meal. I won't swear that I won't, either. It's just... unlikely. I ran into a meal that I ran into over there. If not this, though I think it was, it was something very similar. I have spoken, roughly, of it on my blog and to friends, trying to track it down. I had it at least once over there, then a time when I was back in the states... probably on my way too or from one of the vampire club shindigs. Something about those was good food, and anything you might wish, was available for participants. I never did know how such things were arranged, only enjoyed when I was available, and seemed to be welcomed enough to be invited.
This and that.
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The bathroom will be done before long. I am really hitting the floor. Twice mopped so far. When it is dry enough, I'll clean out the mop caddie, rinse the mop well, then rinse the floor. I'll do another set of each of those. Need it? Well... I am sure, when I am done, it won't need it. I'll be working on laundry as well, finishing that off. A shower after the floor is done and dry. Then I'll set the dishes up. Yeah, I think I can.
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The bathroom will be done before long. I am really hitting the floor. Twice mopped so far. When it is dry enough, I'll clean out the mop caddie, rinse the mop well, then rinse the floor. I'll do another set of each of those. Need it? Well... I am sure, when I am done, it won't need it. I'll be working on laundry as well, finishing that off. A shower after the floor is done and dry. Then I'll set the dishes up. Yeah, I think I can.
Hmm. Not much.
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Just couldn't get it going. Temps have dropped. It snowed again by the looks of things.
I did make a decent meal. French toast. Eggs mixed with whole cream, allspice and cinnamon, a bit of sugar, and the bread I had frozen. As I said, that bread freezes well, at least in the short run. That makes buying several loaves something I would be willing to do. Sure, bake my own. But everything has to be in place to work the dough and bake. Currently it isn't, and I can't always promise that it will be. This is the next best option. It is, as noted, good to know that I can buy more than one loaf at a time. I could see buying three or four, if I use it within the month. No more though, though time will probably tell about that, too. I really like real maple syrup. I think I have more in the larder, but would like, say, four to six in storage and one or two in the fridge. Honey? Perhaps four quarts in the pantry, one in rotation.
I am hoping to kick out the bathroom and set up the dishes... perhaps do some of the laundry. I'll know shortly. Just getting going is a bear. From start to stop, this day has simply been rough. Not harsh, just flat? Yes. I still have some hope. Later, maybe good night.
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Just couldn't get it going. Temps have dropped. It snowed again by the looks of things.
I did make a decent meal. French toast. Eggs mixed with whole cream, allspice and cinnamon, a bit of sugar, and the bread I had frozen. As I said, that bread freezes well, at least in the short run. That makes buying several loaves something I would be willing to do. Sure, bake my own. But everything has to be in place to work the dough and bake. Currently it isn't, and I can't always promise that it will be. This is the next best option. It is, as noted, good to know that I can buy more than one loaf at a time. I could see buying three or four, if I use it within the month. No more though, though time will probably tell about that, too. I really like real maple syrup. I think I have more in the larder, but would like, say, four to six in storage and one or two in the fridge. Honey? Perhaps four quarts in the pantry, one in rotation.
I am hoping to kick out the bathroom and set up the dishes... perhaps do some of the laundry. I'll know shortly. Just getting going is a bear. From start to stop, this day has simply been rough. Not harsh, just flat? Yes. I still have some hope. Later, maybe good night.
Work while waking.
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I thought it was midnight. As I push my days and nights back into alignment I attempt to reach, perhaps exceed, certain goals. Each night, for example, I attempt to sleep until an hour or two later than the night before. Sleeping too much will usually destabilize my pattern. Sleeping too little may, though is a softer mistake. As it turned out, it was only 23:00 when I woke. Couldn't do much about it. Still, as with many things, including this, and as a usual not uncommon trait, a few steps forward to a few steps back, progress being a... slow thing. The hope is more steps in the desired direction, fewer steps back, and in time the goal is reached... for a while anyway.
I finished the dishes. The laundry is all dried, but needs to be tended. The snow, to my surprise, actually seems to be totally melted from the driveway. Snow remains, but not in places that are of concern at the moment. I also did some cleaning in the bathroom. The goal, tonight? Finish the bathroom, floor to mirror to emptying trash to the last bit, then resetting the place for a fresh start. A shower, perhaps a bit of a shave... I am keeping a goatee and mustache for the moment. May or may not keep that much longer. Then reloading all of the dishes I can find for a hot sudsy soak and finish the laundry. If I can get those things, then begin in on boxes.
Some days I just hit it as a hammer to a nail. Some days it is pure struggle. Laying out the hopes, desires, goals, helps but is no guarantee. Oh, best have a meal in there somewhere. Nothing fancy. I have bread from the recent purchase which is still good. It seems to freeze well. I might make french toast, with a side of something... fried potato chips, from one potato? Maybe. I might bake a small batch of potatoes and grind those into hash, then have some of that? Boil or bake? I ought to see what others tell, then show... see if I have a preference.
Oh, I have been looking at variants on roasting duck. There are two that have my fancy. While orange might be a bit sweet, it would be a rarer treat, so eminently doable. The other, however, is favored. As, most recently, I am having a fine fling with tea. I won't use the tea advised, but I will investigate what sort of tea that is and procure a similar tea, or blend of teas, and work that up to my preference... first as a drink, then as an addition to this, and probably other, recipes. I could see this doing quite well with, say, lamb. Not so much beef, probably not pork. Duck, lamb, chicken, pheasant... Well, that is how I see it. Ah, the vids.
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I thought it was midnight. As I push my days and nights back into alignment I attempt to reach, perhaps exceed, certain goals. Each night, for example, I attempt to sleep until an hour or two later than the night before. Sleeping too much will usually destabilize my pattern. Sleeping too little may, though is a softer mistake. As it turned out, it was only 23:00 when I woke. Couldn't do much about it. Still, as with many things, including this, and as a usual not uncommon trait, a few steps forward to a few steps back, progress being a... slow thing. The hope is more steps in the desired direction, fewer steps back, and in time the goal is reached... for a while anyway.
I finished the dishes. The laundry is all dried, but needs to be tended. The snow, to my surprise, actually seems to be totally melted from the driveway. Snow remains, but not in places that are of concern at the moment. I also did some cleaning in the bathroom. The goal, tonight? Finish the bathroom, floor to mirror to emptying trash to the last bit, then resetting the place for a fresh start. A shower, perhaps a bit of a shave... I am keeping a goatee and mustache for the moment. May or may not keep that much longer. Then reloading all of the dishes I can find for a hot sudsy soak and finish the laundry. If I can get those things, then begin in on boxes.
Some days I just hit it as a hammer to a nail. Some days it is pure struggle. Laying out the hopes, desires, goals, helps but is no guarantee. Oh, best have a meal in there somewhere. Nothing fancy. I have bread from the recent purchase which is still good. It seems to freeze well. I might make french toast, with a side of something... fried potato chips, from one potato? Maybe. I might bake a small batch of potatoes and grind those into hash, then have some of that? Boil or bake? I ought to see what others tell, then show... see if I have a preference.
Oh, I have been looking at variants on roasting duck. There are two that have my fancy. While orange might be a bit sweet, it would be a rarer treat, so eminently doable. The other, however, is favored. As, most recently, I am having a fine fling with tea. I won't use the tea advised, but I will investigate what sort of tea that is and procure a similar tea, or blend of teas, and work that up to my preference... first as a drink, then as an addition to this, and probably other, recipes. I could see this doing quite well with, say, lamb. Not so much beef, probably not pork. Duck, lamb, chicken, pheasant... Well, that is how I see it. Ah, the vids.
Monday, March 28, 2016
Some of it.
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Dishes, at least what was soaking, have been done. Washed if necessary, rinsed as required, dried and put away. The clothes have gotten a tumble, and are dry. That is that for that for now. And, yes, I did some work in the bathroom. Sweeping, roughly. Mopping a bit. More to do in there. Once that is done, however, with new tricks it should stay in much better shape from now on. I didn't fix anything to eat. Sure though about it. If I visit your place, and do not eat much, do not take it as an issue. Sometimes I can't eat, even when seemingly hungry. A chunky middle and I eat less than a teen girl, or those skinny ones. Doesn't seem to matter.
It snowed. I was about to go out, then I realized it isn't worth the effort. Well, and more, I had no effort to offer by the time I saw the snow. At a certain part of the day any potential go has gotten up and gone. So it was. Oh, and looking around, I see some huge branches have come down. I'll have to figure those out before too long. I am talking branches that might be considered trees by themselves in some parts, and pretty much on the house... or at least pretty much touching. Yeah, work for another day.
I will call my friend before I go down. Just to check on him. Still planning on Wednesday, unless snow and freezing rain arrive and stay or some such. I need to do shopping, sooner than later, but what happens happens. Yeah, time to call then crash. Good night, and day.
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Dishes, at least what was soaking, have been done. Washed if necessary, rinsed as required, dried and put away. The clothes have gotten a tumble, and are dry. That is that for that for now. And, yes, I did some work in the bathroom. Sweeping, roughly. Mopping a bit. More to do in there. Once that is done, however, with new tricks it should stay in much better shape from now on. I didn't fix anything to eat. Sure though about it. If I visit your place, and do not eat much, do not take it as an issue. Sometimes I can't eat, even when seemingly hungry. A chunky middle and I eat less than a teen girl, or those skinny ones. Doesn't seem to matter.
It snowed. I was about to go out, then I realized it isn't worth the effort. Well, and more, I had no effort to offer by the time I saw the snow. At a certain part of the day any potential go has gotten up and gone. So it was. Oh, and looking around, I see some huge branches have come down. I'll have to figure those out before too long. I am talking branches that might be considered trees by themselves in some parts, and pretty much on the house... or at least pretty much touching. Yeah, work for another day.
I will call my friend before I go down. Just to check on him. Still planning on Wednesday, unless snow and freezing rain arrive and stay or some such. I need to do shopping, sooner than later, but what happens happens. Yeah, time to call then crash. Good night, and day.
A slow start.
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I did reset the dishes and put the laundry through a tumble in the dryer. I've fed the girls, though could do some work on the litter boxes. I may fry eggs, or boil a few, before long. I will need to check them, make sure the ones I use are good. I do hope to finish the laundry and dishes, plus the bathroom, and then get trash out. I've been keeping up on trash. If you just do normal foods, changing out the trash bag isn't as demanding. Start with fish and such and keeping up on trash becomes vital. While everything goes bad at room temperature, nothing goes as bad or as quickly as fish. Zounds.
If I can get these things done, boxes are next. I have a bunch of them. And, being that I plan to go in Wednesday, and my days and nights might be swinging enough, fast enough, to perhaps make it in to town, I will be able to deliver them to the recycling center. Far too many to put in my bin. As well, I'll be taking in styrofoam packing. I'll keep some. Those make excellent, temporary, hot/cold maintaining devices. I just don't need that many. The other thing is, if I have something hot or cold to offer, I don't need them back, or to remember them. Fire and forget. Hmm... might be good for fishing, too. Yes, I'll keep some of those. Sure, my coolers would work. But they would begin to smell fishy, and I'm not sure that comes out all that well.
Ah, right... the other thing. I'm finally in a position where I can begin treating my good clothes. I may try to get my slacks and sport coat ready for the dry cleaners as well, Wednesday. I need to shop for button down white, and maybe blue and brown/beige oxfords. That's what I prefer. I know I need new ties. What I have, though nice at one time, have seen better days. It's difficult to find ties I like, in my size. I prefer silk. The designs are difficult. Roses, in darker colors, for example. Though French designs, patterns, are well liked hereabouts. Though all in darker themes and colors. It's just how I do those things. I have purchased actual dress socks, have my eye on some actual and better dress shoes, and am considering, in time, a couple of suits. Yes, I know. It'll probably take several years, maybe four, to finally complete a meager but functional dress wardrobe. If I can just survive... and assuming I don't see no reason to stay and head out... Yeah, it's still an option, though it may not stay an option if between the state and the V.A. I can't get medicine and thus can't keep the license. I'm... flexible.
Hmm... on to... something or other. Oh, I want to see if I should keep the duck bones, or if one duck is enough to create a stock. If not, I'll freeze it, adding it to the next duck remnants. It will be the first stock I have ever created. I best get a grocery list for that as well. I am thinking that will be a first of the month meal, so I have a bit of time. The rough part is that Mirepoix requires fresh veggies. Perhaps I can figure out to shop on the day I will be cooking? Or actually the day after? Bleh.
Later.
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I did reset the dishes and put the laundry through a tumble in the dryer. I've fed the girls, though could do some work on the litter boxes. I may fry eggs, or boil a few, before long. I will need to check them, make sure the ones I use are good. I do hope to finish the laundry and dishes, plus the bathroom, and then get trash out. I've been keeping up on trash. If you just do normal foods, changing out the trash bag isn't as demanding. Start with fish and such and keeping up on trash becomes vital. While everything goes bad at room temperature, nothing goes as bad or as quickly as fish. Zounds.
If I can get these things done, boxes are next. I have a bunch of them. And, being that I plan to go in Wednesday, and my days and nights might be swinging enough, fast enough, to perhaps make it in to town, I will be able to deliver them to the recycling center. Far too many to put in my bin. As well, I'll be taking in styrofoam packing. I'll keep some. Those make excellent, temporary, hot/cold maintaining devices. I just don't need that many. The other thing is, if I have something hot or cold to offer, I don't need them back, or to remember them. Fire and forget. Hmm... might be good for fishing, too. Yes, I'll keep some of those. Sure, my coolers would work. But they would begin to smell fishy, and I'm not sure that comes out all that well.
Ah, right... the other thing. I'm finally in a position where I can begin treating my good clothes. I may try to get my slacks and sport coat ready for the dry cleaners as well, Wednesday. I need to shop for button down white, and maybe blue and brown/beige oxfords. That's what I prefer. I know I need new ties. What I have, though nice at one time, have seen better days. It's difficult to find ties I like, in my size. I prefer silk. The designs are difficult. Roses, in darker colors, for example. Though French designs, patterns, are well liked hereabouts. Though all in darker themes and colors. It's just how I do those things. I have purchased actual dress socks, have my eye on some actual and better dress shoes, and am considering, in time, a couple of suits. Yes, I know. It'll probably take several years, maybe four, to finally complete a meager but functional dress wardrobe. If I can just survive... and assuming I don't see no reason to stay and head out... Yeah, it's still an option, though it may not stay an option if between the state and the V.A. I can't get medicine and thus can't keep the license. I'm... flexible.
Hmm... on to... something or other. Oh, I want to see if I should keep the duck bones, or if one duck is enough to create a stock. If not, I'll freeze it, adding it to the next duck remnants. It will be the first stock I have ever created. I best get a grocery list for that as well. I am thinking that will be a first of the month meal, so I have a bit of time. The rough part is that Mirepoix requires fresh veggies. Perhaps I can figure out to shop on the day I will be cooking? Or actually the day after? Bleh.
Later.
Sunday, March 27, 2016
Just a bit more.
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I know what day it is. I also know that if I stop going forward, I will fall back. Back, in this case, is back into nowhere.
I didn't think I would be able to stay awake, even this long. I didn't think another thing would be done. As it turns out, the first doubt has obviously been overcome. The other doubt too, if you will simply have to trust. More dishes were done, though not all. A load of laundry has gone through. It is in the dryer. A meal was warmed and eaten. Not perfect, less than I had hoped going into the night, more than I supposed as things started to fall apart.
Today is a day when Jesus proved He wasn't just willing to die for us, but that He was worthy as a sacrifice, and more. Today Jesus fulfilled the hope of a, and became the, Christ. I hoped to have a duck thawed, and make that. However I simply knew I wasn't in shape for it. Perhaps in this next month I will find a way to a fine feast to honor Christ's culmination and our salvation. I am quite sure He understands my dilemma, and yet solid faith. Hmm, yes. And perhaps a meal shared with my friend. Sharing bread for the holy is better than the already great times of sharing it in normal times.
Well, on to bed I do believe. May you have a wonderful day of feasting, a great day with family and friends, and a righteous day of faith in Truth. I'm doing good, I'll pray for you all this day. Happy Easter and... good night.
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I know what day it is. I also know that if I stop going forward, I will fall back. Back, in this case, is back into nowhere.
I didn't think I would be able to stay awake, even this long. I didn't think another thing would be done. As it turns out, the first doubt has obviously been overcome. The other doubt too, if you will simply have to trust. More dishes were done, though not all. A load of laundry has gone through. It is in the dryer. A meal was warmed and eaten. Not perfect, less than I had hoped going into the night, more than I supposed as things started to fall apart.
Today is a day when Jesus proved He wasn't just willing to die for us, but that He was worthy as a sacrifice, and more. Today Jesus fulfilled the hope of a, and became the, Christ. I hoped to have a duck thawed, and make that. However I simply knew I wasn't in shape for it. Perhaps in this next month I will find a way to a fine feast to honor Christ's culmination and our salvation. I am quite sure He understands my dilemma, and yet solid faith. Hmm, yes. And perhaps a meal shared with my friend. Sharing bread for the holy is better than the already great times of sharing it in normal times.
Well, on to bed I do believe. May you have a wonderful day of feasting, a great day with family and friends, and a righteous day of faith in Truth. I'm doing good, I'll pray for you all this day. Happy Easter and... good night.
It's not working.
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Too tired. I can't break out. I did wash the dishes and set them to a rinse. Even that was a push. Well, and I made coffee. A pot of that down, then back to tea. I made tea, I simply haven't been able to wake to drink some. I believe I will pull a mason jar of it, game a bit, perhaps have a bite to eat, in the hopes of getting something going. So very tired. I don't think it's the coffee. And I turned the heat up. If I can get just a few of those things I want done completed... or I should say a few more. Finish the dishes that are soaking, a shower, a load of laundry (and maybe find the agitator for washing woolens tomorrow). And, if I get those things, setting up the last of the dishes in a sudsy soak just to end over end things to completion. Not sure that can go forth. There is some hope. I may need a nap first.
Later.
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Too tired. I can't break out. I did wash the dishes and set them to a rinse. Even that was a push. Well, and I made coffee. A pot of that down, then back to tea. I made tea, I simply haven't been able to wake to drink some. I believe I will pull a mason jar of it, game a bit, perhaps have a bite to eat, in the hopes of getting something going. So very tired. I don't think it's the coffee. And I turned the heat up. If I can get just a few of those things I want done completed... or I should say a few more. Finish the dishes that are soaking, a shower, a load of laundry (and maybe find the agitator for washing woolens tomorrow). And, if I get those things, setting up the last of the dishes in a sudsy soak just to end over end things to completion. Not sure that can go forth. There is some hope. I may need a nap first.
Later.
Saturday, March 26, 2016
Another day another shot at the ring.
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Dinner, yesterday, closed down the operation. Not that it was a lot of work, simply, between what I had done, and what dinner did to me, I could not regain traction. Still, not a bad start. As well, I think I can start in again today. After coffee is finished brewing, the first pot of coffee in a long while, I will reset the dishes that are soaking, and at least round up pants and any remaining cottons. I might actually have wools, but I want to hand wash those. Which, if I get through the bathroom, I might at least begin. Hmm... could hand agitate, but I believe I bought an agitator. It came without a handle, which I now have. Problem is, while I know where the handle is, I don't know where the agitator head is. Gah! Mucking around in cold water is fine in the summer, or warmer months and days. It simply isn't fun in the cooler months. And it is staying cool lately, at night anyway.
My days are shifting, but so slowly. I am able to stay awake until past noon, nearing 13:00 or 14:00. But those last hours are rough. Getting my wake time to shift is actually, seemingly, the sticking point. It has taken four days to move it from 20:00 to 21:00. Which also means I'm not, probably, even getting a full eight hours of sleep. Which, now that I have a handle on what my health problems are, and found solutions (whether always available or not), I realize eight to even ten or twelve hours, depending on the level of recent efforts, and usually (as Burning Man and S. Man, showed that, for special occasions, in foreign territory, but with the potential for fun and games I can push... nearly miraculously).
I would love to make S. Man this year, but it's not possible. Next year I hope to plan for it early and be there, even if none of my friends are there. Though that is always hoped. Camping without being completely alone and yet having some idea who might be there. Open minded folk might not make for the best choosers of politics, but association with them can be easier up front in the short term. Though, from what I am seeing, they aren't... there are changes in their arena as well. Many are abandoning those who have ignored them just as many on my side are.
Hmm? Oh, today. Dishes that are ready, just a cycled hot rinse then drying. A load of machine laundry, maybe wool socks by hand if that all comes together. A field strip and clean of the bathroom. Another shower, or bath. Then all the remaining dishes. And, if all that goes forward, perhaps I'll begin tearing down boxes in the computer room and kitchen, and actually wherever they might be. In that process some things will be sorted, collected, then stored. Tomorrow will be an off day, or just light work. Then, if/when that all is done, I begin really working the kitchen.
I'm excited. I really hope I can keep this tune playing for a while, get the cave in good enough shape that in a bit, I might be able to hire in some help to finish the detail cleaning, then begin having some professionals in to look at some plumbing issues, a new floor in the kitchen, and getting quotes for a new heater and air conditioning unit. No, not all for the immediate, but maybe a year or two off, any of them. I want plumbing fixed before all else, as it is problematic for anything else, or could be. The kitchen floor would be next. The cost of that would most likely depend on if the subflooring needs replaced or not. Hey, I'd love to do it. But... know your limits. Finally, once that is done, I really ought to buy a new heater, while adding whole house AC. It simply makes sense out here. In the meantime, perhaps, on my own and probably with a little help from my friends on some of it, I could get the garage rewired and wired for heavy loads, then do the en suite bathroom.
I know, I know, I keep promising. Sometimes I have reason to reconsider putting money in. Sometimes I can't carry on. My life gets messy in a hurry sometimes. At this point, these are the plans. Later.
.
Dinner, yesterday, closed down the operation. Not that it was a lot of work, simply, between what I had done, and what dinner did to me, I could not regain traction. Still, not a bad start. As well, I think I can start in again today. After coffee is finished brewing, the first pot of coffee in a long while, I will reset the dishes that are soaking, and at least round up pants and any remaining cottons. I might actually have wools, but I want to hand wash those. Which, if I get through the bathroom, I might at least begin. Hmm... could hand agitate, but I believe I bought an agitator. It came without a handle, which I now have. Problem is, while I know where the handle is, I don't know where the agitator head is. Gah! Mucking around in cold water is fine in the summer, or warmer months and days. It simply isn't fun in the cooler months. And it is staying cool lately, at night anyway.
My days are shifting, but so slowly. I am able to stay awake until past noon, nearing 13:00 or 14:00. But those last hours are rough. Getting my wake time to shift is actually, seemingly, the sticking point. It has taken four days to move it from 20:00 to 21:00. Which also means I'm not, probably, even getting a full eight hours of sleep. Which, now that I have a handle on what my health problems are, and found solutions (whether always available or not), I realize eight to even ten or twelve hours, depending on the level of recent efforts, and usually (as Burning Man and S. Man, showed that, for special occasions, in foreign territory, but with the potential for fun and games I can push... nearly miraculously).
I would love to make S. Man this year, but it's not possible. Next year I hope to plan for it early and be there, even if none of my friends are there. Though that is always hoped. Camping without being completely alone and yet having some idea who might be there. Open minded folk might not make for the best choosers of politics, but association with them can be easier up front in the short term. Though, from what I am seeing, they aren't... there are changes in their arena as well. Many are abandoning those who have ignored them just as many on my side are.
Hmm? Oh, today. Dishes that are ready, just a cycled hot rinse then drying. A load of machine laundry, maybe wool socks by hand if that all comes together. A field strip and clean of the bathroom. Another shower, or bath. Then all the remaining dishes. And, if all that goes forward, perhaps I'll begin tearing down boxes in the computer room and kitchen, and actually wherever they might be. In that process some things will be sorted, collected, then stored. Tomorrow will be an off day, or just light work. Then, if/when that all is done, I begin really working the kitchen.
I'm excited. I really hope I can keep this tune playing for a while, get the cave in good enough shape that in a bit, I might be able to hire in some help to finish the detail cleaning, then begin having some professionals in to look at some plumbing issues, a new floor in the kitchen, and getting quotes for a new heater and air conditioning unit. No, not all for the immediate, but maybe a year or two off, any of them. I want plumbing fixed before all else, as it is problematic for anything else, or could be. The kitchen floor would be next. The cost of that would most likely depend on if the subflooring needs replaced or not. Hey, I'd love to do it. But... know your limits. Finally, once that is done, I really ought to buy a new heater, while adding whole house AC. It simply makes sense out here. In the meantime, perhaps, on my own and probably with a little help from my friends on some of it, I could get the garage rewired and wired for heavy loads, then do the en suite bathroom.
I know, I know, I keep promising. Sometimes I have reason to reconsider putting money in. Sometimes I can't carry on. My life gets messy in a hurry sometimes. At this point, these are the plans. Later.
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