Another buyout call for the house.

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I am guessing they are required to call a certain number of people a day.  But, they really aren't buying.  So, they just call, do a review, then... do nothing.  Once a corporation sets things up, to buy houses, it is expected that that be done.  But, if the reality no longer fits the bill, all they do is play the game.  Call, take notes, then... maybe never even pass it on to the money man.

They used to pass it on.  I got one actual quote.  And I got three calls from people, who talked about buying, but never even offered a quote.  Well, it's something to do between sudoku, rubik's cube practice, and games of other sorts, as I wake.  Ten to one, I'll not hear a thing from the money guy.  The last three or four it just stopped after the initial interview.

For the right price, I will be gone in a few months.  I'm thinking, first, Argentina.  Maybe next year, if travel is easier, a year in Cambodia... with short visits to Vietnam.  Vietnam has been on my list for a long time, a few places named, people some of my people... visited... before.  I'd like to hike a few places, see a few places, understand a few things.  The old guys, stories.  I'd like to visit the Philippines, but they require the vax still.  Some governments were completely corrupted by the vax corporations and US government... the bad side of it.  The Philippines is one of those, unfortunately for everyone involved.  Of course, I will visit my mother on my way out.  And every year, or every other year, as I move around... or even if I settle in somewhere.  Argentina first, I do believe.  If things worked out.

I was wrong.  But... they want to do a visit.  I... had thought to stall, but... not this time.  So, roughly, it is scratched in.  Ugh.  I'll get boxes out this weekend, and do a bit more cleaning in the kitchen and bathroom.  It won't be close to perfect, but still, it is way ahead of where it was the last time someone thought to come visit, and I stalled.

I may or may not be getting another call, yet today, by their inspector.  Ugh.  Yes, I've... got some things to do.  I am quite surprised that it went through, and that I agreed to a visit.  But... so be it.  Later.

Late to rise.

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Perhaps the cool?  It was 67/64 upstairs, when I woke at nearly nine, 65/65/65 down here, and 52 outside... with the sun up and having been shining for around an hour?  Two?  Nah.  Acclimated through a slow reduction in heat, this is, to me, about as perfect of weather as there is.  Though, perhaps, my body doesn't think so?  It has aches and such, if I am not certain that is from the cooler weather.  More from doing few but heavy things?

I slept warmly, tending blankets before bed, or when waking even more often, lately.  As well, wearing longjohns during the day, and often while I sleep.  No, I suppose it isn't the cool weather.  Just, when I do things, I am pushing it hard, if for a short duration.  Moving a bunch of boxes, or furniture.  It... catches up.  All good though.  Haven't been listing them, because I don't consider them work.  Just... preparation for work.

Awake, though.  Sassy got fed first thing.  I took care of her litter boxes last night again.  I should get her fresh water.  She is up with me, lately.  Most of the night.  She, unlike Sam, won't just sleep on me, on the outside.  She has to be under the covers.  Though, not necessarily near me.  If the covers go off the mat, she will sleep under that.  But she is a fussy sleeper, so I don't always want her in.  She mostly wants to be itched.

I need to figure something else out for food.  I've been eating rather poorly, with regards to carbs.  Not... a lot, just mostly carbs, of late.  I pushed things this month, am low on cash so can't really shop, and have what I have.  I'll have to do a bit more prudent shopping this next month.  Well, and I should see what I have left in the freezer.  Eating it down, but maybe a few roasts, packages of chicken or pork chops, who knows.  And, really, as cool as it is, using the oven wouldn't be a bad thing.

Today or tomorrow, I'll reset the bed.  Smelling as I do.  It may get some more sunshine, be put out to air.  Might as well, the risk of it becoming winter, by the next go around, is stronger.  I really like having fresh, well aired, bedding.  Can't do it with a regular bed mattress, but these do quite well.  And the clothes lines hold up well to it.  They didn't even stretch this last time.

Someone must have caught a whiff of my dreams last night.  Potent.  Fighting.  A number of blogs today, which are rarely watched anymore, remind me of when I'd dream of fighting much more often, write about it, add music and other vids.  Strange how that sometimes works.

Well... on to looking around, waking up, gaming, and... else.  Later.

A few... thoughts.

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More animal than human?  Sometimes I wonder.  If so?

Dark and cool.

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I don't think it has broken 70 today?  Last time I looked, it was 64, I think.  It's a pleasant 64, but that is rather cool.  Wearing longjohns seems to help.  It feels warmed, and yet the cool seeps into the bones.  And it is making me tired, sleepy really.

I called my brother.  No answer.  I left a short message.  Never sure about him.

Still going to try to push through to a bit later, but will sleep well when I do sleep.  Hungry.  I did go for food.  But... still hungry.  I'll look around, see if there is anything in the fridge, or freezer.  Hungry.  Not terribly hungry, just... that edge.  A bite of something, pork roast, or a couple of chicken drumsticks, or thighs, would do the trick.  Just not available.  I could do sardines, but not quite in the mood.  Tried them the other day and didn't enjoy at all.  An acquired taste I have lost, for the moment.

Hmm, maybe a can of soup?  No eggs, or I'd have eggs and corned beef hash.  Maybe just a can of beans, with cheddar.  It's not fancy, or keto, but it might do the job.  Yeah.  I suppose.

Sudoku is improving, learning the new systems.  The rubik's cube is improving.  And I am nearing the end of the nightmare mode, for Doom.  Doing well.  Not pushing anything, just tinkering, with this or that, when I can, as I can.  

Beans, cheese, and a fatted coffee.  I think that will do.  Good day.  Hopefully not quite goodnight, but you never know.  So dark, and cool.  But... a pleasant fall day.  I'll store even this memory, for winter.  Good afternoon, early evening, day, night, or even morning.  Depends on where you are.  

Awake?

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Oh, I think so.  Up around 06:46?  Give or take an half hour.  It was 66/69 upstairs, 68/68/68 down here, and 44 outside.  Plus wet out there.  Looks like rain passed through at least once last night.  All good.  Could sure use some water.  And we are getting it.  It is throwing my work off, but... I'm not sure I could have gotten to work anyway.  So, all good.

I had to shut the window, a bit, last night.  Had gusts coming in, from the east!?!  It wasn't that they were cold, just that I ended up getting, nearly, in fights with my curtains.  They would blow in.  I would slightly wake, ready to fight.  Only to just be dealing with curtains.  I am sure God enjoys such funny things.  He knows I'm always ready, even mostly dead, right from sleep, stop to start.  Though... curtains... make for a humorous fighting foe!  Laugh, I am sure He did.

Some suggest, by the way, that God doesn't laugh, because He doesn't change.  I suggest He has a state of mirth about Him, so laughing isn't... a change.  Well, that's my story and I am sticking to it.  I just can't believe God can't, or won't, or wouldn't, laugh.  And, yes, sometimes He laughs with us, and sometimes at... as is well deserved.  And enjoyed, if you don't have too much of a stick up your...  Never mind.  :p

Longjohns this morning.  Plus heavier pj bottoms, if just a muscle shirt, but covered with a proper gents nightcoat.  The last, fleece, with a tie, and warm.  Coffee and meat sticks, first thing.  Almost too warm now.  Oh, and I see it IS Thursday.  Why my clock suggested it was Tuesday, yesterday, or how I misread that?  No problem.  I did get my medicine in yesterday, then, on time, on the right day, and all.  And meds started for today.  Bleh.  I think I'll open the front door.  No fan, but... a little air would be nice.

Not much.

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It was a good enough day.  My aches and pains have mostly subsided, if I am still tired, overly tired.  Not sleepy, just... not all that able to get to much.

I had hoped to be in bed a few hours ago.  But it went like it did, and here I am.  It is just hitting 20:00, which isn't bad.  Beats 22:30, or midnight.  Ah, but... I did get days, and medicine, confused.  I got Monday, Tuesday, and started getting into Wednesday's medicine.  Oh well.  I'll take half the day off tomorrow.  The only thing I'll add in is water pills.  I need those daily.

While I have been leaving the door open, to the upstairs, lately... weather being relatively pleasant, and wanting more airflow through the whole house, Sassy has been going on up and sleeping upstairs.  Just coming down, from time to time, to let me know it is feeding time, or just say hello.  I sure enjoy the mini, furry, people, even the girl types.  And, yes, she still has that trill, when she begs for food, or lets me know something.  And, yes, she still likes 'talking' to me, even when it isn't about food.

On to bed.  Goodnight.

Still... a bit sticky.

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But I am able to sort of, eventually, finish the rubik's cube, again, without looking up how to do it.  I am not, yet, doing it efficiently.  After the wrong move, at the wrong time, it'll roughly return, to me, the next time that move comes around, how to do it.  Working on it.

Oh, and I am arranging, for next month, to get back into kefir... so back on milk.  But, also, probably a quart of heavy cream a week.  I... know it can cause swelling.  I am hoping, keeping it to a quart a week, it might be okay.  The powdered cream is okay, and doesn't cause any swelling.  But, too, it isn't sweet.  It's a bit bitter.  It just isn't the same.  Still, a bit of that, and bit of this, as needed, and, perhaps I can do okay.

My feet have really been doing well, lately.  I'm willing to experiment, try to have some of what I enjoy, but... just some.  Time will tell.  Kefir, however, is perfectly good.  That didn't cause any problems.  Or?  We'll see.

Oh?  Already 17:46!  Time has flown today.  Haven't been able to do much.  And, may not end up doing anything more.  Though, tomorrow, I will dress more warmly.   These fast change weather days really mess things up.  Socks and shoes, a t and shorts, I thought would be okay.  Added a housecoat.  But really, I need full length pants of pj bottoms, and maybe even longjohns under.  Plus the housecoat.  If it's a bit cool, I slow down too much.  Though, and again, I hit it pretty hard two days in a row, over a minor heatwave set of days.  So... yeah.

I'll be to bed before too long.  Have a great day, afternoon, evening, and goodnight.

Well?

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That first storm blew through.  Leaving a bit of water around.  But, then, the sun came back out and was evaporating the leftover like a vacuum picks up dust.  Then another one came through?  Weird.  I haven't seen two storms in one day that I remember.  And, the sun is back out, if it is still with many clouds, so could happen again.

I didn't see the earliest high.  But during the first storm, it dropped to 68.  After it passed, it warmed to 74.  Now it is down to 64.  Very strange weather.

While they were wrong about the temperature, at least ten degrees warmer than suggested (thought rather typical with their continued attempts to push global warming), they were right about the rain.  I guess that is as good as it gets anymore.  Until we get rid of the Pravda mentality of our news, that is the way it is.  Catholic news is no better, with the same, and worse, biases.

It is rather cool.  But that's okay.  Too wet for cement, weed whipping, or other outdoor efforts.  If too, I was not really able to get to things anyway.  A bit too much going on the last few days, and in the heat.  Not completely worn out, but too tired to push through.  But I think tomorrow will be good.

I will get the dishes done, today.  I may get a few things stored, into the longer term pantry.  And a few other small things.  Nothing too big.  But... a few things.  And, perhaps, the air filter on the auto.  Maybe figuring out the in cab filter and else this evening.  Though, perhaps it is cool enough even now.  Will see.

Later.

Dark.

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I thought it was getting dark, but that isn't always actually the case.  Sometimes, for whatever reason, it just seems to be getting dark out there.  But when I go out, the sun is up, out, and strong as ever.  It is as if... a shadow covers things, and doesn't seem to let the sun through.  Inversion?  Or... just... some other odd atmospheric phenomena?  Or... just my eyes being rheumy?

But, today, as I was sitting there, thinking it was getting dark, really dark, but ignoring it, a sound.  Thunder.  Directly overhead.  Nope, that... has to be thunder, right?  I hoped so.  Yes, dark clouds came in, sometime ago, and blotted out the blue and sun.  We even had the electricity flicker.  Actually go off long enough to reset the clocks and console.

Raining, but, so far, just a sprinkle.  It could hit really hard, or just move on.  Never can tell.  Until you do, I guess.

Still just gaming.  Can't really get to things.  Will be up for a while, then maybe to bed early tonight.  Two days, in a row, of doing things, wore me a bit.  I didn't do much, it doesn't take much.  But I enjoyed the efforts, company.  All good.  Later.

I was wrong.

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The beef jerky the neighbor made?  That apple cider actually is... interesting.  I wouldn't want it on all of my jerky, but it is good for a slight shift, in mho.  There is a slight... incompatibility? between the salty and apple.  But, that can be fixed one way or another.  Since apple has sugar, I'm not sure salt is needed?  Perhaps just "brine" in the cider, without adding salt, or just add a half, or quarter, the soy or worcestershire sauce you had used?  Something.  I... thought it was tasty.

Still sort of not getting going.  Haven't even started gaming.  A slow day.  Still, I'm about to begin gaming.  Look, in my condition, gaming helps be get going.  In time.  If... getting going is possible, on any given day.  I'll get to it, then, maybe, later, get to real things.  Have a good one. 

A bit late.

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I think it was about 22:20 when I went to bed, I mean was actually tucking in.  It seemed so late though!  I was well and truly done in.  All good.  And I slept clean through to right around 08:30?/  I added a small bit to one of my bottles up there, Maybe a cup?  Strange.  Even this morning, not much was to go.  And it was difficult to get up.  Sassy helped!  So I brushed her rock and roll fur, for her efforts, and fed her right away.  This is very late!

The sun is up to a third mast, but will go on over through the day.  Bright, and out, but it is only up to 61 out there, mostly just under 70 around the house.  The coolest I saw was 66, upstairs in the main.  I did use a fan last night, it was a bit warmer when I went to bed.  Maybe why I slept so heavily?  Went without that for several nights.  It really... pulls the temp down a bit, if it offers much more air to breath.

Feeling slightly rough still today, but nowhere near as bad as yesterday.  Everything aches the same, but more echoes of those initial pains and aches.  Which means it really was from exerting beyond... some measure.  My body was good for it, there was just a price to pay.  Still paying, but not stopping.

With the weed whip definitely going, I am hoping to hit several areas today, then possibly restack wood if I don't like it.  Though it may be well and good as is, I just haven't looked closely, and don't remember.  If it's good, then I can begin bringing over the bigger branches, and processing those down to fit in with the others.  And, actually, I'd like to process the twigs into starter bundles.  I may be sorting out a way to begin using those.  We'll... see.

As well, it would be good to, possibly, stir a bag of premix cement together, and get that into the dip in the driveway.  And, when that dries by next week?  Perhaps tar over it... to seal it as is possible.  That collects water, and ice, and is still a dip.  Makes clearing the road difficult.

I did reset the pots and pans, today, first thing.  I forgot, but will set a timer for a few hours.  If I don't get to them then, I'll reset them when I a more sure I'll get to them in a few hours, then set a timer again.  But, while I do that, I'll also clear off the freezertop.  Which... is actually the running current plan.  The freezertop isn't bad, should take a few moments, it's just I'm not... going to be ready to fuss with dishes in a few hours.  But, today, yes.

And, if I can do anything else?  I'll do a few very minor things on the Xterra.  But later, as it cools in the evening.  The air filter for the engine, and the cab, and praying the permanent, built in, filter, with a foam cleaner.  She's probably never had that.  Not sure it will honestly do anything, but time will well.  And, perhaps, clean her out a bit, so that hitting the boxes tomorrow will see her ready for a next haul to recycling, next time I get to town.

Asked which side is dominant, once, I didn't quite understand the question.  For, being a double breed leaves no... real room for choice?  Ah, but I think I understood it through a dream last night.  Me?  I choose civil.  Civilized.  In the honest way.  So, there is a dominant, I just didn't quite understand the question.  Then again, I was raised to live fair and square, right.  My mother wasn't afraid to punish, and didn't take my side when I did wrong, unless I did so fairly.  I was allowed to defend myself.  If I got punished for it, she didn't add on.  But, she would advice... choosing the when, and where, of my battles so as to exclude... other problems.  Which I learned to do.  I was raised very right.  For a woman, she... did pretty good on her own.  It's just that, as boys become giants, I became out of her league.  Even my brother was no small man, at 5'11".  Women weren't made to tend such large animals, not alone.  So, I'm not even sure it was a choice.  No stealing, no harming people for our own purposes, work hard, try hard, do well, and sometimes realize, for prejudice or being outclassed, you will lose.  If the game is rigged, find a different game (at least where it isn't so blatant).  Don't fight the system, or town hall, if you must just move.  As a high yellow, she could teach me as a breed and my brother as a half Mexican, things no one else could.  They did adopt us, more closely, to one of our own, than they might have imagined.  Funny, for a double breed and a high yellow?  We both have green in our eyes.  Flares when angry.  :)  We are both freaks of freaks, in ways most will never understand.  But have learned to keep that under the skin?  Something.  So, yes, but it wasn't a choice, it was from being raised hard and right, just like... the gooder ones among the gooder ones.

A bit of gaming, a fatter coffee, a few meat sticks... oh... and jerky!  The neighbor made a batch.  I haven't tried it yet, but will.  He isn't happy.  When he told me the ingredients, I.. figured that out quickly.  Apple cider.  He used the best of stuff, but I don't think it works with meats, like this.  I will try it shortly.  I'm... rather tolerant of weird mixes, but I know them when I taste them.  What I use is soy, worcestershire sauce, ground (or better fresh grated) ginger, fresh ground black or white pepper, and either normal pepper flecks for human consumption, or carolina reaper flecks for me.  And I soak it overnight.  He only soaked it for four hours, so that may have helped it not be too strongly strange?  Still, his first run?  All good.  Or... I'll see in a bit.  He used a smoker, which... may be far better than a simpler dehydrator, when he gets the recipe down.  I have to imagine.  I didn't think it would dry well, but looks to have.

Hmm... well... of to the gaming.  Have a great morning and day.  Later.

It's about time.

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Up a bit late, for no good reason.  Still, it's only 22:36.  Time for bed.  I did get insulin in, and will get the last of the pills in.  Ugh.  So tired.  Was tired a while ago.  But, getting out, eating, saying hello to strangers?  It... sort of... woke me up.  No, nothing really on my mind.  Just, being with people is unusual.  Mostly pleasant.  Well, and good food.  Digesting it is proving a trick.  Not that I pigged out, just... not used to full meals.  And then some.

Strange little dreams, though, as my mind began to shut down.  Odd how I can have a daydream right over playing a game.  It's sort of like watching a television program, while memorizing something listening to the radio on top of the other things.  But... doing it fairly well.  

Oh, I am nearly remembering how to solver the rubik's cube again.  I can do it, it just takes a bit longer.  I'll improve.  Though, this time, instead of stopping at where she leaves off, or figuring out the fastest method, and memorizing to a little less than a minute, I am going to see if I can get the solution faster.  See if there is an intermediate, or even high, level of solution I might try.  If I can get to thirty seconds, I'll be happy.

Yes, on to bed.  Goodnight.

Yea, talking to women...

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Makes me think.  Oh, no, nothing... just... memories, and time, and places.  Reminders.  And, dames will always be... a pleasantry.  They are, after all, like or not, a gift from God.  Yeah, I can't say I don't enjoy the darling little monsters.

I didn't hear from one.

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So I didn't have to choose.  I would have gone to the supper.  I have been even more negligent with the local activities than even the men's group?  I think so.  I am a horrible man, in some ways.  I... do what I can, but it's not much.

Brisket, and pulled pork.  Plus all the sides a hungry, or even full, man could want.  Plus, conversations.  I spoke with a number of woman, and a few gents.  Life was good.  Did I say the wrong things?  Probably.  But... so it goes.  I try to be civil, but it's... just not how I am.  I say.  As long as it is true, I don't worry.

Very good meal.  Considered more, but there was a long line for seconds.  So, I called it short.  Spoke with a few folk, in parting, who I had spoken with earlier.  Tried to speak with a few others, but it just... Well, women, I wonder what goes through their minds.  Being social isn't... what their gig is about.  They are looking, for a nut to crack.  All I'm saying, or suspecting.  Though, it's probably gotten around that I'm looking for... younger.  Or, would only settle for such.  Or am... strange.  Both are true.  Ha!  But, she wouldn't say farewell.  All good, I... understand.  Though, too, perhaps she was just tired, lost focus.  Hard to know.

Well... a bit more gaming.  But with a good sense of having been invited, and accepted.  I have done, and enjoyed, a social event.  What a pleasant thing.  Even got a shower in, first.  So I was... less salty than usual.  It's been a warm day, needed a shower.

On to gaming.  Then to bed a bit early, I think.  Good day, evening, and night.

A call.

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Just checking up on mother.  I don't want to call too often.  She doesn't remember, but she gets a bit grumpy if I call too often.  Fair enough.  But, with her friend having passed, I am pushing it just a bit.  Hard times call for stronger measures.  Just... a bit.  I don't bring it up, but listen if she needs to speak of it.  Not ignoring, just... letting her handle that as she may.

She is making salsa!  I wish I could make it, I'd snatch a jar or two.  She makes amazing salsa.  And, when people find out she is making it... they all want some.  She has limits, though.  From ingredients, to time, to energy.  Still, she always finds waifs, of various ages, and gives some away.  Nothing like making one's self useful.  And, she always gifts those who help her source.  Nothing wrong with itching the back of those who scratch yours.  It may not be the only way, but it is a part of the way, and one of the ways.

I told her I am hoping to can burger.  She thought that sounded terrible.  And, maybe.  But, it stores meat.  I really want burger around.  And, I will freeze some.  But I want to try to can some too.  She is going to look around regarding it.  She is sure she can find a suitable recipe... for her little boy.  :p  Hey, I'll take her advice.  She has been fooding since she was a very youngen.  She took over for her mother, to a greater extent, due to cancer, before she was a teen, proper or otherwise I suspect.

It is 78 outside, but only 71 even in here, in the front room, near the computer.  I do feel a bit chill.  But... it's all good.  I'll figure things out.  Hmm, hungry, too.  Not sure what I have easily available.  I may just go hungry today.  Perhaps a fatted coffee though, or tea?  It's... not that cool, cold.  But... that isn't always why a hot drink goes down.

I really want to get out, and do things.  But not today.  Another day, dry, and perhaps I can get the weed whip going.  And, maybe, do some raking.  Or wood cutting, in smaller or larger parts.  Well, resetting the wood pile first, after weed whipping around the area, then cutting and restacking?  Maybe.  Though, perhaps this evening, as it cools a bit, I may change the air filter.  And begin tinkering with the cabin air filtering system.  I did get her washed, last time I was in town.  I could check the oil as well.  The other fluids I can't really check?  Radiator, I could at least review that.  Just... tinkering, looking, seeing.  But later, when it cools just a bit.

Even so, it's a rather pleasant day.  Probably the last of the really warm days?  Nearing the end.  Might be a few oddities, weather is strange anymore.  Between the sun, mostly, and men to a minor degree (try as they might, they don't seem able to quite kill everybody... yet), things are just a wee off.  Still, it's mostly tracking, so far, give or take.

Later.

Wonderabulous!

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Or, OUCH!  Remember the one, about the blond.  Goes in to the doc.  He asks where it hurts.  She says everywhere.  He asks her to show him.  So, she taps on her hip.  It hurts here.  Taps on her nose, says that hurts too.  Taps on her knee, her belly, and even her boob.  It hurts EVERYWHERE.  The doc just tells her she broke her finger, and that should be an easy fix?

Well... it actually hurts EVERYWHERE!  No broken finger, for good or ill.  I pushed, yesterday.  Did well, but... ripped and tore, until it was done.  And it got done.  My forward thigh muscles, biceps, forearm main muscles, love handle areas on both sides, lower and mid back, all ache.  On the good side, they ache in the right way... as if they have been used, stressed a bit, and things tore just a mite.  It is what I aimed for when I used to aim at such things.  These days, I am merely hurting things by just trying to... live.  Meh.  

It is what it is.  I thanked God, before it was hurting, but certainly after.  And, I offered anything that might have been considered good, for His glory, not mine.  It seems strange, but there... isn't any other way.  What is of good is from Him, not from us.  Not even the best of us, save one.  Woman!  :)  That... at times... as all men know even at our lower levels... must have been frustrating.  Remember, He really didn't want to do the water to wine thing.  But... woman, mother, all but insisted.  *grins*  Just... adding evidence to my argument(s).  And a bit of humor, if you are up for it.

Awake and 6:46, at 66 near me, 64 in the main of the upstairs.  No fans.  I am running a fan in the afternoon, down here, if it is hot.  But other than that, no more fans.  It is 67/68/68 down here, or was.  And is down to 41 outside.  So the report of it dropping to the mid 50s was either not for here, or terribly wrong.  Though Logan sits on the bank of the Wasatch Front, so absorbs all the heat of all the day, and on a hot day, on top of that, being a denser nearly urban area, it may be warmer.  But that wouldn't change the night temps all that much of cold moves in.  So... that must have been SLC, or, and again, plainly wrong.

I don't think I took insulin last night, so got it in this morning.  I may or may not have missed medicine, pills, too.  I just can't be sure.  Well, one dose.  Since I think I did, I tool a dose last night, as I was going to bed.  If possible, I'll make it up today.

Today?  A lighter day.  I'd like to get dishes going, clear the freezertop, pull anything that might be left... meats to thaw.  Finish the dishes.  Get a shower, just the body.  I already made the bed.  And, maybe fuss around getting the sewing center into some kind of functioning form.  Everything is in, to set up the tables and cover them well.  And I still need to clear the other tables, and organize a bit better.  Oh, and I could do some work work on the kitchen table.  Perhaps get more downstairs, and figure out where to store things which aren't going down.  I have a stack of keto foods which just... they are for short term, usage, portion of the pantry, but I don't have an easy place for them.  Going to have to... organize.  Bleh.

Oh, not all of that.  Too much for even a week.  But... things from the list to draw from.  And, as I can.  I burned it yesterday, can only cook off the coals today.  Probably tomorrow.  Then, maybe, I can hit it again.  Ugh.  But there is the outside, weed whipping and tree limb working, plus some work in the Xterra.  Bleh.  But... if I can, where I can, I will.  Later.

I wanted to a do a few more things.

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But I think bedtime is upon me.  I have only been awake because I became too numb to remember to go on to bed.  As well, wearing shorts, a t, and flipflops has allowed me to get nearly frigid, at 68 in there.  Though... it may not actually be just the temperature of the world.  Sometimes, when I push it, I feel cold.  I feel cold even when it is 80 in this room.  That might be the actual problem.  It means it is time to sleep.

I am hungry though.  Can't eat much.  Or more, can't cook, so won't eat much.  But a fatted coffee.  Having those rarely, these days.  But, they... fill in when all else fails.

I may well dream of work, tasks, and else.  Or I may simply crash into oblivion... or something akin to it.  I have done well, given the givens.  It would never be enough to live on, but it's... all I have to offer.  Oh, even stopped at the post office.  Just... trying to check that.  The goal is once a week.  I'll... do my best.

I'll tell you.  While it might be getting too cold, I might find a way through that.  Up to a point.  But when the heat skyrockets, I...  Or changes too quickly, drastically?  I'll keep at it.  If all I do is "think" at it, so be it.  I'll... get to it when I can.  No sooner, no later.  Good evening and goodnight.

Cooling off quickly.

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The sun is still well up, but it has dropped to 72.  In less than two hours, with the sun out the whole time, it dropped eight degrees.  I had the fan going in here, in the front room.  While I was playing the game.  It is down to 75 in here, still about 68 in the main room.  Very odd, but I'll take it.  Especially as I get used to it.

A neighbor I haven't seen in a while stopped.  Knocked.  There is a dinner tomorrow night.  If I can get something together, to share, that would be welcome.  But it is not required.  I have an intention to go.  And to bring a dish.  But, failing bringing something, I will make it there.  I haven't been the most gracious of guests in the town, but I don't mean to just ignore.  I... often... can't.  But I think tomorrow I should be able to make it.

Oh... wait?  Do I have a meeting tomorrow night?  Seriously?  How does that work.  I have maybe one to three things a month, often I don't make it.  And, yet, I end up, often, having a conflict?  Crazy.  I'll check again.  I thought the meeting was last week though.  So... not sure.  I've gotten confusing emails.

Still, I do plan on something.  Tapioca, or chocolate tapioca?  Or chocolate pudding, with whipped cream?  Something.  I'll... see what I can do.  If not, I'll just go.  Ugh.

Pretty tired, tonight.  My heart is literally tired.  Two trips to town, unloading boxes, toting the serger around, carrying the return packages and waiting in a long line, and all in probably 85 or warmer heat, there in town.  The city is just hotter, by a lot.  Traffic, industry, a great deal more tar, higher building density, and else.

Still, it was an excellent day.  I keep expecting, on one of these days, I will come home, got to bed, and just not wake up.  I'm trying my best to outlast my mom.  Not out of some sort of contest, but so she may rest at peace.  I have troubled that woman nearly since I was born.  I didn't mean to, I was just... difficult.  Imagine raising a child who can... do as it wills.  Perhaps not a true superman, but... closer to that than some might suspect.  Between mind and body, I had a way with things.  And with speech skills.  But, I really didn't have the maturity.

Anyway, I am trying to see her in the ground.  Though, as mentioned, that isn't our choice.  I would be in the ground a dozen times over if it had been up to me.  I tried.  Now that I am trying to live, for that and other good reasons, it... may just slide away.  Even on medicine, I really shouldn't have made it this long.  If I would have let them, they would have put me on the heart transplant list a decade ago, or so.  What a gas.  I would be dead if they had put a new heart in.  I just couldn't live on those meds, alone, and such.  And, as mentioned, I no longer trust or believe anything they do or say.  But, I will still try to survive my mother.  Even if it is by a day or something.

The body, too, is sore.  Stiff.  Tight.  I hurt, but mostly in places that make sense.  From lifting, moving, toting, walking, and else in the heat.  Though, to be honest, while the heat causes some issues, it actually makes it easier to work in some ways.  When it gets cold, I can hurt my muscles much more easily, on even simple stupid human tricks.

Well... back to gaming.  I did some of the difficult play, but had to go back to preps.  I am ready to play again.  Oh, but I want to sort out the rubik's cube.  So I'll go look.  I was able to get the white side whole, and two layers up each adjacent side.  Adjacent?  Whatever.  And, I could get the yellow cross.  But getting the corners to place correctly... I... must have missed, or forgotten, something.  Still, that was a good restart.  I just... I'll look up how to finish.  Then go play the stupid Doom!  :p  Later.

That was fast.

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A very slight change of garb, and life is so much more pleasant.  It was 72 upstairs in the main.  I didn't check near my sleeping pad.  It is supposed to cool to the 50s, though... who knows.  That may have been SLC news.  I heard it on the radio, though not sure if it was the Catholic station, which is from SLC, and does put out news and weather, I think, from time to time.  Or if it was from the, a, local station.  Well, and then again, whether such can be believed, from any station, is another thing.  Unfortunately, the Catholic station is no more trustworthy than any other.  Heck, they were on the wrong side of most news events these last few years, from Floyd to the riots starting it all, in the late teens.

Still, that's what I have heard.  If that is true, and local, their is a suggestion that more waterworks is on the way.  We'll see, I guess.  I don't sense it, but I don't always sense it.  We'll see.

Now, though, after sitting in here, dressed more casually and coolly, with a fan on high, I'm ready to play the game.  A bit more prep work, maybe, perhaps, on to the more difficult runs, in a bit.  Tricks, traps, practice, and setting things up first.  Then, I get to go into the meatgrinder, as prepared as possible.  All good.

Well... on to it then.  Good day.

Exhausted.

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I did get in for the serger lesson.  I learned some things, and was given a bit of homework.  So be it.  Lunch before.  I had intended to take boxes into recycling, but realized I had forgotten the items to be returned.  So, I just went on home, picked those up, and got back to town.

I wanted to fill the tank, but it was nowhere to be found!  I was worried.  Usually thieves don't take... such items.  So, out of an odd consideration, I checked with the neighbor.  Yep.  They are filling it, since they used it.  So... very grateful.  Danged kids, men type if that, going doing nice things.  Bah!  :p

I did get the packages back, and in.  Then dropped off the cardboard.  I put the serger and else back upstairs.  Oh, I even took the Xterra through the wash.  This time I watched.  The machines did flick the mirrors.  Can't be certain if it opened the gas hatch.  But, it put the mirrors back, and if it did get the gas flap, it closed it back up.  If they could do that before, why didn't they?  I think they... got the message.  I have just to the 27th, before this ends.  Then I'll try another company.  Though, to be fair, the one I am going to is closer.  Or considering.  There are two I will check out, actually.  The trick is to get it to pay out at the first of the month, not the end of the month, when things are tricky.

But, warm out there.  Here it was 80, the highest I have seen it.  Nicely drying things.  But baking.  After a few days, week, weeks it almost seems, of cool, today is brutal.  I'll take it.  Then I can get to trimming weeds, and cutting sprigs, and a few smaller trees.  I just need a few more days, to recover from today, and let things dry a bit better.

Oh, but a very successful day.  Three, and really four, things done in town, a shower, some learning, some things to do.  I am grateful for being able to suffer through it.  It is a grace to be able to go out, burn up, and work my body to it's limits, and probably then some.  I thank God every time I get to do so.

Tomorrow?  Because, yes, I think I am done today.  Boxes in this front room.  Then out to the Xterra.  If it looks to be dry for a while, I may see about doing a cement hole fill in the driveway.  And, maybe, some light weed whipping.  I'd like to hit a particular patch, then reset the small logs.  And, then, begin trimming the longer branches down to cuttable sizes and getting those stacked.  Though, as mentioned, the boxes, and this room in general, is the main target this week.  It's just good to have a few options.  As well, I may try to get the air filter changed, work on the in-cab air system, and see how well the jack works, and practice lifting parts of the Xterra with it.  So many things to do.  Not sure how much, or how fast, those things can be done.  But... lists sort of help.

Good afternoon, and day.  I think I'll strip to shorts, a t, and flipflops.  Play Doom.  Just some easy prep stuff.  Perhaps get another shower before bedtime.  Then... crash a bit early.  It is staying cooler in the back of the house.  Not sure about upstairs.  But, actually?  It's only 74 even here near the machine, indoors.  I'm just sweating because it was so warm out there.  Ugh.  I think it was 68 in the main.  Yea, I'll strip down a bit and go chill killing demons.  Later.