Some more music.

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Populated my screen, they did.  Some from other things, others from... memories and thoughts.  I do enjoy when things show, things I appreciate.

Somebody, it seems, wanted the lyrics on screen, plus a visually interesting video for the song I played recently.  They did well, by my grading schedule, so I thought to share it.

The sleeping rug and mats are in.

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I couldn't do as much as hoped.  But, getting to the store, and getting the mats out, and back, was something.  A shower too.  Well, and keeping Sassy fed and her litter clean.  A few other very light things as well.

Oh, and Sassy was quite pleased with the shower and brushing of teeth.  She has been enjoying my company since, off and on, all night.  She has been avoiding me, and fairly, lately.  But she would meowl from the other room.  I... knew what it was, just couldn't do much about it.

I am feeling very hot.  The shower, being dressed warmly.  It is down to 70, here near the computer.  I think it is 68 in the rest of the downstairs.  It was 64 upstairs, in the main, when I took the mats up.  I do have those set up and stacked, but will have to reset the bedding yet before bed.

At 05:18, I am hoping to bake the chicken.  I still haven't opened it up, to see if it is good... or good enough to try.  If not, I'll take it, and any other trash I can gather, out.  As well, I have burger from my second to last grocery shopping, and some ground chicken, ready to fry... if they are still good.  And I may fry one of the blade chops.  Those are delicious, tasty as the dickens!  I will probably bake a potato, while at it.  I don't get much of those, or often.  But I still enjoy.

After cooking, and eating, I may go on to bed.  Still sore, but able to push on through to little things.  Later.

Out.

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I forgot, something arrived, something which needs something else... store bought milk.  Why?  It's easier to start with.  Kefir!  finally.  So, out I went.

While I was there, I looked over their pork roasts, blade chops, and ground burger.  Found excellent prices and quality, so picked some of those up.  Then remember butter.  Tried for salad, but the just didn't have any predone salads to my liking.  Still, five out of six?  Or such?  Not bad.

Everything is up, already.  I am washing some smaller jars, to begin kefir.  I will burn through the two gallons I got in two weeks, or so, and should have enough kefir grains for half gallon jugs, by then, and they should be ready for raw milk.  I will cancel raw milk for the next two Saturdays, which... should leave me in good shape for financials for the rest of the month, concerning milk.  Ugh.

When the jars have had time to soap out, I will wash and  rinse them again.  Then dry them and leave them to air dry... which will get rid of any bleach from the faucet.  All good.  I suppose I could heat some of the r.o. water, for rinsing.  But, even then, I would have to let them cool.  Not sure it would be any advantage, plus, it would be a waste of r.o. water.

A shower first.

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Not sure I will get to the wood pile tonight.  It is dark, and after the shower, I am tired.  Oh, and I did get the packages of cat treats stowed, and the cat food from the front room back to the stairs to the basement.  I'll get them down yet tonight.  As well, I will hit this room more, yet tonight.  Since I have plenty of light.

The shower was well needed, wanted, and enjoyed.  I may even get another shower before going to bed.  When clean, it is wonderful to stay that way.  Even Sassy has been avoiding me.  Mother renamed her correctly.  And that is fair.  I have no problem with beings who... have taste, limits, requirements, for involvement.  

Oh, and a platter of cheese, salami, and onion.  Some fresh chopped onion really... does add a nice variation.  I am out of the one cheese that can be eaten plain.  The asiago, parmesan reggiano, and gruyere all require grating, then melting into something.  Which is fine.  I bought eggs at the store AND received eggs from the new batch of chickens, from the neighbor.  I may boil a bunch of the store bought.  They are among the better store bought, but it's just not as good as home raised, truly free range produced eggs.  Even the breeds are different, and the home raised are chosen specifically for exacting traits.  I won't knock white eggs, but browns, and blues, and greens, if seen by none but the cook, are delicious to even the eye.  Not sure what colors from this lot, though looked mostly shades of brown.  Very nice.  Terracotta flavored!

Oh, but I never did take my break.  I had hoped to push through fast enough to get out and have some light.  That just wasn't possible.  Though I may use the trimmer yet this evening, if I can get to it before 21:00.  No promises, but... there is that.  Now I need my break, and will game while taking it.  I am right at a place where I am going to attempt to get a tricky trophy.  If... when... I get it, I may restart the game for a full playthrough trophy, at a higher level.  Bleh.  At least I learned the limitations, requirements, and allowances for that trophy.  The last two trophies are a bit unnerving.  Annoying.  But... so be it.

Nice little grouping.

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So far.  The litter boxes cleared and cleaned.  Actually twice.  When I went by them a second time, for other reasons, I happened to notice a few cat apples.  So... scooped and... there.  All very good.  Then, I went to take a shower, but realized I was a bit behind on my pee jugs.  So, I cleaned those out.  They are soaking in a bit of hot bleach water, with the lids on.  About every other, to every third, time, I add bleach to clear to the scrub.

Then a shower?  Well... No.  I decided to feed Sassy.  Then to put the mattresses out on the line, plus the sleeping rug I use underneath.  All out, hung.  It is still difficult, but?  If I do it in an order fashion, it is easier.  Out and up, all good.  Now I need a little break, but a shower is next on the list.  I did, too, brush my teeth, and hit it with the serious mouthwash.  It's... been a bit.  I've not been taking care of all things, teeth weren't on the list.  Today.

A fatted coffee, while I resolve to persevere?  Yes.  But, as suggested, a very good start, right off the block pretty much.

I am still hoping to get to the wood pile out there, so I can water tonight or tomorrow.  Or Wednesday.  But, soon.  I want that wood cut, stacked, that area cleared of other debris, the fencing all down and put up, and the area mowed, for the next watering.  I might be able to get the wood cut and stacked, the area cleared and cleaned, and the fences down and up tonight?  Maybe.

And, maybe, tomorrow, I will put blankets out for an airing of their own.  One thing at a time.  Oh... it's wonderful.  I can see clearly through the oven glass now.  Not that there is really anything to see.  If I need to see, I have to put my eyes on it.  Too dark, even with a bulb, and too odd, with steam and grease from whatever is cooking.  Still, clear glass is... pleasant.  It's the idea, in this case.  Well, and it is pleasant to have a really clean oven compartment, with new shiny aluminum on the grills.  Perty!  Purty?  Whatever.

A bit of gaming.  Then a shower.  A bit more gaming.  Then on to the outside.  If I have to, I will use flashlights and such.  Though, that will limit how much picking up can be done.  Some of it, the big pieces, into the wheelbarrow.  But I'll just leave that for a first hit, while the sun is still up, tomorrow.

The body still hurts, but I... am ready for the pain again.  It's more the lack of energy, than suffering from pain, that keeps me from working.  I... don't mind the pain.  Mostly.  Usually.  Later.

Awake, finally.

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I have no idea when I went to bed, save that it was well into morning light.  A slight headache, probably from gaming, and being up later.  All else is... copesthetic?  Or, so I have heard it put, so put it.  It was about a quarter after sixteen hundred when I awoke, got up.

I realized I have not turned the mattresses, a  Thursday to Saturday thing, but here it is Monday.  So, I stripped the mats, and set them on edge, put the fan on them, and will rotate them through the day, or tonight at the latest.  Unless I put them out to air.  Which... is very tempting, if I can.

Gaming is killing me, trying to get the last trophies from the last dlc content.  I'm not sure I can play well enough, currently, to do so.  You know it is bad, when you can't even play a game that should be simple, with your experience, and native skills.  At least I am keeping some sort of, if off in hours, day schedule.  I haven't, or yet, started flipping through the day, mixing night, day, nap, sleep, wakefulness, all into a life blender... feeling more like being in a plane, which lost it's wings at high altitude, hitting enough g's to pass out from time to time, waking up not knowing anything, except you don't like what is happening or what may be about to happen.  Will you be awake at the right altitude to hit eject?  Will it work, or will that kill you on function?  At least it... is some hope.  Tumbling, tumbling down.

I am hoping to... avoid that this year.  I avoided the heavier sort of that last year, and maybe the year before.  I just, eventually, went more dark as winter came.  God only knows how terrifying that is.  Squeezing every bit of conscious effort against forces so much more powerful than me.  Squeeze, breath, push, shove, all while doing absolutely nothing other than trying to stay conscious.  Thirty years of that, sometimes two or three month or longer episodes.  Assuming I didn't just go to sleep for a month or two.  Waking just enough to get food down, from time to time.  Iowa was harder, it's winters are so deep, hard, brutal.  Utah can be tough, tight, but not... like Iowa.  Even in what I considered the Florida of Iowa, Iowa City, -20 F was very common.  As was ice, sleet, snow, and dark was much more common than light, even more so than Utah.

Well... we will see.  I still need a shower.  Most of the packages have arrived.  A few more to come.  Looks like I overspent again this month.  Ugh.  But, too, I am trying to put money away, in small amounts and pay up some bills.  But it is something.  After the shower, out to the woodpile.  I'd like to do that, and use the weed whip to cut the last fence loose then roll those up and put them away.

Perhaps, if that gets completed, riding the mower around and clearing that area.  Though, I really want to pick up bark and little zingers before mowing.  I weed whipped that area, which had been enclosed by the fence so had overgrown.  But, it will still be a challenge.

If I can get to those things, and still have energy, this room next.  This room is the next thing I will hit.  Period?  That's my theory and I'm sticking to it.  I have cat food and cat treats to be put up, grain to deal with, boxes to disassemble and wrangle, and boxes of keeper stuff to remove.  Ugh.  Ugh, ugh, ugh.  We will see.  It is a new week, I have had some rest.  I will still be working on the last trophies, on my breaks.

Oh, and I would like to cook some food.  Plus, I need to check on medicine dispensers.  Am I out, or nearly?  I am hoping I have enough for one more month.  I also need to set something up with my doctor.  I have to give him a blood test, or he won't deliver meds.  Fair enough.  It's the gas to get there.  Sure, they pay.  But... not for a month or three.  I'm on nickels and dimes, so a hundred spot is brutal.  Well, it costs at least fifty to get there, maybe an hundred, somewhere in there, if I am to have any gas left in the tank.  Well, and I don't keep it on full, so I will have to fill it first, on top of else.  So... it's... a lot of money.

Now... get off my porch!  I can't sit and jab all day!  *grins* 

A thought, about women.

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I do enjoy them.  Whether a visit, an hello, or watching them on the tube, one tube or another.  I don't think of them, mostly, as objects.  Oh, well, there are times.  And, there are times when that is all they are to themselves.  Fair enough.  No, generally, even if I was interested, I think of them as sisters.

Dinner is, almost, served.

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Went looking for a little recipe.  Tuna, salmon, some other canned fish, into a patty.  Fried or baked?  I... was just going to see where the chef, cook, or hungry human, or their story really, took me.  As it ended up, tuna, mixed, and fried.  The video recipe?  Here.

Finally!

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My... troubles... aren't limited to work.  When I fail, fall, I also have trouble thinking and doing.  What do I mean?  I mean, computer games become exceedingly difficult.  Remembering... where to go, how to do it, which buttons to push.  I revert back to having to think about it, with muscle memory failure as a regular difficulty.

My ability to aim well diminishes, spotting things becomes more difficult, and other problems occur.  I have just as many mental limitations as I do physical ones.

So, getting the trophies in this game was difficult.  Or that part of that dlc of the game.  Finally, though, it has been done.  I have one more dlc section for which to obtain the trophies.  I have most of them.  But the final trophies, of course, are... the difficult ones.  Or, in one case, one which wasn't offered directly.  Without looking it up, you can't know what to do.  Though, sometimes, even if they tell you what you have to do, you can't really understand all the rules without looking them up.

One more to go.  Well, and I have found guides that make sense of things as well.  It took... five, six, playthroughs, to get the trophies for the first part?  But that was... messy.  Messier.  I have played this one once through, and got most of the trophies.  I am hoping two playthroughs will see it done.  The trickiest one requires a whole playthrough, most likely on it's own.  I could try to play them all together, just not sure about that.

Unfortunately, the game is terrible about helping one to figure out the best way to do something,  I suppose, playing an area over and over might allow improvement.  But it really isn't... you simply can't perfect the game.  There are too many variables.  So, some of it is luck.

On the other hand, that is part of why I like this game.  It isn't terribly difficult, in one sense.  But that it can't be perfected means... well... that one can't just learn every move, in a specific area, and just trounce it from then on.  It's... closer to real life, in some ways?  In my opinion, yes.  Probably contrived, but it feels natural enough that I can't sense it being contrived.  So... yes.  That I do like.

Still Sunday?  Yes, as my days and night spin, and fall hits, I am losing the ability to be sure which day, or what time, it is based on appearances or senses otherwise.  Thankfully it is still Sunday.  I should be able to get the trash and recycling out.  I think I took recycling out last week, to no avail.  It wasn't that sort of week.  Not much in it.  Maybe another bag, bringing it to a third full.  But, that isn't the point.  Good to have it go.  Trash?  Not sure there will be enough to bother pulling it to the curb though.  One small bag is about it.

The litter boxes are in excellent shape.  I redid the one she mostly uses for pea, which gets the worst the quickest.  The others stay in excellent shape for days.  Sometimes she drinks more, sometimes not.  Strangely she has been drinking more.  She drinks more in the cool than in the summer?  Strange, but true.  Though, as I have cut back on her food, maybe she is eating slightly more dry food, so drinking more?  Never can be exactly sure why, though that would be my bet.

Anyway...  I'll try to get meat, or meats, cooking tonight.  Get the trash and recycling out at least to the bins.  Get a shower in.  And keep up on r.o. water.  I've been doing okay with that, actually.  Doing okay with flatline things, like eating, feeding Sassy, her litter boxes, and water jugs.  Just... not much else, lately.

Though, this year, the hoses are mostly already up.  Just waiting for the last watering, perhaps later this week?  Then those will go up.  I didn't get to raking, now sure I will.  But would like to finish the wood pile, outdoors.  And remove the fences, then mow back there.  Maybe rake, or the worst parts.  Well, and cutting down shrubs, small trees, and sprigs from the trees.  Maybe.  I'll... sure push toward those things.  It would be good to get the fall doings done rightly and quickly.  It'll have to be quickly, or not at all.  Winter is coming.

Later.

Lost in sleep, again.

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Can't be sure when I did go to bed.  Waking around 16:20.  It isn't, exactly, just gaming.  But that is a part of it.  As I attempt to finish the trophies in the dlc additions to the game, and as fall hits, plus as I try to work and do what I can, the world sort of gets fuzzy.  I sleep when I can, and do when I can.

Haven't heard from anyone in a few weeks.  I won't disturb them.  The last time I called either of them, my call wasn't well received.  When... they want to talk, they will.  I don't go where I am not welcome.  So very tired, can't push through that front.  Won't.  I don't mind, it's the way the world is at times.  And, when your people are worldly, it's the way it goes.

Oh, I have cut protein intake to just foods and maybe a scoop of the powder a day, sometimes twice a day.  Whatever I am doing, it finally seems correct.  My fingernails are... terribly strong.  I used to be able to chip them when undoing a spring loaded hook and eye, on the back door.  Now, wrestling with wood, the chainsaw, other tools, and it takes a day of work to chip a few.  They cut just as easily, when trimming.  Though the file takes a lot more work.

Odd.  I had been taking three or more a day, for a while, and that wasn't an improvement.  There must be a middling dose that works better.  One of my gurus had suggested much higher doses of protein.  But, for me anyway, that doesn't work.  I have been on the one to two scoops a day, on the lower range of that, for a few months.  I noticed the strength of the nails a few weeks ago.  It really is reasonable stuff to take.

Oh, and Sassy is preferring to sleep by the back door, back in the washroom.  She has been laying there for... since it cooled into the 70s outside.  I don't know if there is a boy cat that comes by, and they spoon through the door.  Or if she just likes the temp back there, or something else.  She isn't coming around much, though... I... probably need a shower.  That might be part of it.  Cats do their own things, though.  I guess.

Today?  Something to eat.  I had eggs and the last of the chops yesterday.  There were a lot of them, but they were so thin.  These weren't my favored chops in the world, but worked well enough.  Those fried eggs, and some hashed browns with freshly diced onions and some cheese.  I made too much.  Used to be my usual.  Wasn't terribly hungry though.

I need to see what else in there, what is still good, and manage that.  I've not been cooking as I should, or eating rightly.  Too tired.  But, the oven and stove are clean, meat is thawed, hopefully still good.  I should get back to it.  Even if I make a bigger batch, then just spread it out over the week.

It's 73 in here, the warmest place in the house.  Will be like that for a week to a month more, at most.  Will begin getting cool to cold soon.  Some say something is coming, down this way.  Not sure the first real cold snap will hit here, or is more going into the Midwest.  But, either in this first, or a second front of some sort, we will be hit.  I am enjoying this weather.  For me, this is nearly in the perfect range.

On to a shower?  After I wake.  Then some work in this front room.  Maybe, if I get this room sorted well enough for a bit, on to cooking, and maybe some work in the bathroom?  Light work.  It is Sunday.  God knows I have to work when I can.  I'm drowning in things needed done, and can't work on most given days.  He has given me a life of mostly Sundays, I have to take, or create, a weekday when I can.  Oh, if you make it to church, say a prayer for me.  Say hello.  If you have already been, putting a short prayer in, with my name on it, would be welcome.  I pray for you, directly or indirectly, every day.  So... I don't mind asking for it, once or twice a month.  I don't... expect it, but I do ask.  Good day.

Got it, almost.

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And, after looking at the recipe, or listening to it, the only thing I don't have (maybe) is dried parsley (or fresh enough?).  I may see what I have, and smell and taste it.  The rest of the ingredients are very fresh.  So, yea, I'll add that to my list.  Though I must admit, I don't buy herbs from the grocery store anymore.  Most of it, regardless of how it is written, is from China.  No.  Thank.  You.

Hmm? Ah, right.

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I have been thinking about canning beef.  I have looked at various vids, but wasn't... satisfied?  Right.  Some people try to sell things, or ideas, that just don't work for me.  Fine, but, no thank you.  This vid was straight up, how to, and simple enough for me.

Not too bad?

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I had a rough morning, in bed.  I didn't get down until 06:00.  And, then, I started waking up for no good reasons that I could tell.

The first time I woke?  The clock read 06:66.  Hmm, that... didn't seem right.  I must have been dreaming.  I even "cleared my eyes" and looked again.  I was wondering if this was a lead into a really weird dream.  Or, if indeed, I was already in the dream, just waiting for things to happen?

But, no.  I rolled over, then rolled back, and decided to check the clock again.  Ah!  Time had passed, but in a weird way.  Now it was 09:66!  *grins*  Again, I checked my eyes, rubbing them, and looking again.  Yes, I was dreaming.  But just a little thing.  I did check again, shortly after, to find it was 09:46.  I just laughed and rolled back in.

A dream, of some sort of trap by cops and a security officer at a bank, to handle whites who get uppity.  I ended up getting their literal badges, indications that their professional licenses had been suspended and damaged, and receiving a really nice cache of loot out of it.  I doubt if it can even happen, in these rigged court times.  But... it was a dream.

Then, a bit ago, the door rang.  My milk, cream, and  eggs arrived, delivered by a fine young lady.  I warned her about my morning breath, that I was just waking.  She just laughed.  Some mornings it can be rough, some not.  Still, didn't want to horrify her.  Life is good.

I'm up, for now, for a bit?  I don't know.  Ah, but the shower is open.  So, as soon as I can get to it, a shower is planned.  Not sure if I am staying up, able to stay up.  Will see.  Still a bit achy, but not as bad as yesterday.  Or my mind is still blurry and I can't tell.

If things are good, I'd like to get to that last bit of wood, get it cut and stacked.  The shower too.  And, maybe, finally, some work in this front room?  Maybe.  I made pork chops and eggs last night.  It was a multi-pack, I did them all.  A bit dry, but food is food.  I may heat a few of those up, and have them with eggs.  Oh, and the gooder eggs are back in supply.  Their original hens had stopped laying, had to get a new batch.  They are finally laying, so... eggs it is.

Well... will see if I can stay up.  I am nearly done with one of the games.  I have one last trophy.  The other game, the one I like a bit more, has three or four trophies remaining.  Look, it's something to do.  Especially when I can't be as mobile as I'd like, or act a bit more physically.  Later.

A final few things.

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No shower.  As it ends up, I was hungrier than dirty?  Well, close enough.  I did finish washing the last of the dishes, even putting them away.

Looking through the fridge, I saw chops, pork chops.  And I had eggs.  Nothing fancy, but it worked well.  Baked, then fried a bit... the chops.  Then fried the eggs.  Very simple, but good enough.

Now it is on to bed.  Late, or early?  It is 06:16.  I am tired.  At least I got some things done, and can shower when I wake tomorrow.  Good morning, day, and night.

A very good shot at things.

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The oven was finished, well top and interior.  I put the racks back in, after adding aluminum foil.  The pots and pans were also finished, dried, and put up or set on the stove.  Oh, and I started one more pot, the one for pasta from yesterday, and a few pieces of flatware used to eat it, and else.  So, yes.

I'll probably finish that last bit of dishes, then get a shower in.

So, all that, watering the lawn, and probably a shower.  I doubt if I will get to cooking anything tonight.  I did get more than I thought was going to happen.  Sure, plans, but... plans aren't... always all that real.  Sometimes, rarely, they are.  Tonight, yes, they worked out mostly.  While I didn't cook anything, I did wash the final dishes.  Not a fair comparison, but something for something even so.

I am feeling cold.  Though, in part, that is from not dressing warmly, thinking I might be getting to a shower more quickly.  I had... dishes, and the oven, to manage, before I could shower.  Still, it will happen.  And, tomorrow, I will dress more warmly out of the gate.  If I can shower again, I will may do so.  But, will undress from my warm setup rather than start out a bit cold.  Watering the lawn was a cold job, too, though.  Still, not terribly cold, yet.  But getting there.  The shower will be nice.

Oh, and I am nearly finished with one of the dlc video game sections.  One more playthrough.  Finding your way around in this game is nearly impossible.  So it is very easy to miss things.  It's just the way of it.  I get a little hot, sometimes.  Part of that is the controls suck.  Some of it is getting lost.  Some of it is there being no save tree.  And, of course, at some points, you can't go back without playing through the whole thing again.  Bleh.  Still, I like this one enough to bother with the trophies.  And, the trophies are for actual game completion, often which will improve play.

Yeah.  A shower.  Then finishing the game.  Then on to bed.  Oh, I do have to turn and change the mattresses tonight, too.  Which means making the bed as well.  But... that's okay.  I am tired, sore, but... willing.  Able, probably.  Goodnight.

Things are going.

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I did get the watering done.  Four zones?  I skipped two possible zones, but figure out how to mostly overlap all by one zone.  All good.

As well, dishes.  The oven racks were the most difficult.  There was some baked on grime, that really had to be hit, soaked, hit again.  Several times.  But, it really did come clean, mostly.  Oh, still a spot of smoot, here and rarely there.  Must, mostly, it's looking quite fresh.

Which also means I can get back to cooking again.  I am out of charcoal, which I can't really fix this month.  And, with the racks being cleaned, and the oven before it, I really didn't have a way to easily, reliably, cook.  Neither do I know how to use the microwave, nor do I use it for anything with fats in or on it, save lightly melting butter, or coconut oil, and that with great care.

So... I haven't been cooking.  There is, of course, panfrying.  But what I have to cook doesn't cook well that way.  I should have the oven set to go tonight.  And, I will check on some of the thawed meat, see if it is still good.  I may have lost it, but I would otherwise have eaten it this week, so...  I hate that, either way, but, it happens.

I am rinsing the pans, pot, and racks for an hour.  I may try to get the last bits of black/grey off, when the hour is up.  But won't worry much about that other than giving it a light go.  I'll dry them and put them in the oven pretty much right away.  I dry the high carbon pans with paper towels, because they are greasy, hold it, no matter.  And will destroy my white kitchen towels, much as cast iron does.  But, the chrome stainless, including racks, will just be dried by cloth towel.  I prefer that.

Yes, I may make something to eat yet tonight.  I am hoping the whole chicken, thawed a few days ago, is still good.  I was hoping to split it, and grill it, but ran out of charcoal.  So...  Not sure what else I have, but... should get one to three meats cooked up, tonight, for the week.  I still need a few things from the store, butter, whole milk, salad makings (hopefully a package of it, if they still do that).  Maybe a few other things?  Ah, pork roasts, too.  But, trying to keep it low, so not looking for extras.

Though I will be trying to make homemade ranch dressing.  Since I have sort of given up on making mayo, I have finally found actual keto, low omega-6, mayo.  It's not my favorite, but I know what it is, and can do.  It requires mayo, cream, and sour cream, plus herbs and spices.  I'll have to look over the ingredient list again.  See if there is anything else.  Chives?  But, to be honest, chives... don't really add much flavor.  I suppose home grown, rightly grown, might.  But stores often don't really carry that.  Still, may see what they have.  But also look over that list.  I really would like to figure out how to make solid ranch dressing.  And, maybe, may my own blue cheese type dressing with the base, from there.

Hmm... on to some more gaming.  Then on to dishes, a shower, and maybe some cooking.  Have a good night.  Sleep well.  Or... play long and well.  *grins*  Later.

A bit of a start.

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Dishes.  There aren't that many, they are larger items, but two of the group are very intricate... the oven shelves.  But, yes, I went over them well.  And reset them for one more run.  This will be their third cleaning.  If I decide to clean them again, I will finish the pans and small pot otherwise, and just reset them.

I am gaming, with a timer on.  I have set the water to run, in the back yard, and will do a few zones, four perhaps, maybe five.  One zone is still off limits, as I didn't get to the wood today.  Though, perhaps, I may do that zone, itself, tomorrow, after finishing the wood.  Which I think I will do, hurt or not.

This may be nearing the end of the watering season, or maybe not.  But, once a week, give or take, maybe closer to the watering schedule.  I was good about not watering the lawn this summer, or over watering it.  But at a cost.  I would like to get the grass back in some kind of shape for the fall and into winter.  Which means watering.  Being cool, with less sun, less water is needed.

Oh, what else I had with the pasta?  Finely diced yellow onion, with a rather nice bite to it.  And, in one platter, I added garlic powder.  I am very satisfied with each variant.  Not great for diabetes, but excellent for tasting the cheese.  I won't say I am in love with it, but I wouldn't turn it down on a rough Saturday or tough Monday.  I would like to try it with other things, learn it's secrets.  Truth is, you learn to like stuff.  Hating it is a natural thing?  It takes work to love that which is so easy to blindly, initially, hate.  I have been spending the last twenty to thirty years learning to love the oddest of foods.  Starting, I think, consciously anyway, with cabbage.  Then going from there.  Quality product, cooked correctly and sometimes very specifically, with the right additions (butter!, for example... yes, the exclamation might not be in the dictionary, but the dictionary is WRONG!).  I have learned to, if not love, enjoy, many things since.  From couscous, to salmon, to cod liver oil... even cod liver, I have learned... many, many, foods.  Anyway...

I will game, and wash dishes, then shower, while watering.  I may end up in bed before long, again.  The pain has eased, a bit, but the exhaustion from it remains.  More numbed than eased?  Yes.  I may still take painpills, because the hurt is still there, just under the surface.  Like, when you have a fever, and that covers other pains?  Yes, like that.

Still, I will try to push a few other things.  Whatever I can do.  And, tonight, I will roll and flip the mattresses.  If, still, I am hoping to get the mattresses out to air soon again.  I won't skip doing the little thing, while waiting for the bigger things.  That ends up in failure.

I am truly enjoying the 60s, around the house.  I am not feeling cold, even cool.  Though, this front room is staying up into the mid 70s, or by the end of the day and through the afternoon.  Even to late.  For now.  Though, really, I need to get the computer and else into the other room.  So I can be a bit warmer in there.  As this room will plunge into the 50s, even 40s.  Too cool to be messing with.  Then I will double the sheet curtains between the rooms, and stay warmer in there.  It really seems that 68 to even 64 is okay, the way I dress.  Though, in deep winter, we will see.

Time to flip the sprinklers to a new zone, then do some laundry, finally back to some gaming.  Later.

Ouch!

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Every main muscle group, from the waste up, still hurts.  Just getting out of bed hurts.  All week.  Had hoped I would be over it by now.  Nope!  I tried not to complain, but I've had enough.  I'll take painpills today.  Even getting out of bed hurt.  I was hoping a little more sleep would cause improvement.  Nope, to that either.  I finally just gave up and got up.  Yes, I could sleep more.  I have learned, that with pain, sometimes more sleep will help.  I just don't think so today.  I gave it until late afternoon.  Then again, I wasn't to be until about 06:00.  Almost.  Maybe, by the time I actually tucked in, it was a bit after.  Something like that.

Even so, I'll hit dishes shortly.  Then a shower.  And, if those things work out, and possibly after a break, I may go out and work on the woodpile.  I don't WANT to work on the wood, cutting and piling it.  But I also don't want to leave that out this winter.  And, I want to mow and water the area on which the wood is setting.  With a riding lawnmower, that is possible.

Well, and maybe pull the fencing today.  I'll get the trimmer out, and do a bit of cutting near the base, so as to get them loosened.  Just a small area stuck, but it is well and truly stuck.  I kept thinking, perhaps, the problem was I was tired from the other work I had done, just needed to hit it fresh.  Tried that several days, to no luck.  So, yes, trimmer.  It isn't that difficult.  I may hit it first, even before cutting, just to get my muscles warmed more lightly.

Today or tomorrow, but I am hoping today.

Yes, if feels like I have torn my muscles well.  Which, is a good thing... IF... they heal quickly enough.  The tears are not healing.  Imagine working out hard and well only to have your muscles remain in the torn state for a week or two before slowly mending?  Right, that is exactly what it is.  Having a bad heart, even on medicine, sucks.  Sometimes it will heal muscles, and quickly, sometimes it won't.  If it doesn't, it leaves a guy very vulnerable.  I know how damned dangerous the world is.  I don't like to be open, or more so, to an attack.  It's like Superman, only his body, from time to time, produces kryptonite that takes him down.  He can't know when, or for how long, or how severe the outage will be.  Yea, it's like that.

Oh, the neighbor wasn't so fond of the cheese.  And, it was a bit tight.  The reason I liked it so much last time, was because I was comparing it to even 'tighter' cheese.  I liked it, but it was harder.  Still, I had some more, but with dices of salami.  And?  And that made a world of difference.  Sometimes, when you are eating some things, a bit of comparing and contrasting brings out the best of both.  That was the case with these.

And, I was a bad boy again, last night.  But, it wasn't just a temptation.  I wanted a medium to try the gruyere.  Pasta!  With butter, gruyere, and parmesan reggiano, salt, and white pepper.  Oh, my.  I don't care as much for p.r., itself.  Or even buttered pasta, if that isn't too bad.  But, with the gruyere shaved, and white pepper fresh cracked?  Oh, yes, oh yes.  I... can't wait, now, to try it with eggs of some sort.  

It is different.  It is soft.  But it has a wonderful offering.  I may finish the spaghetti noodles today, but with just butter, gruyere, and white pepper.  Oh, a side note?  I really doubted white pepper would be any different than most other peppers.  And, most other peppers are just, mostly, from what I have found, just different colors.  Not so the white pepper corns.  There is something delightfully special about it.  I will keep that on hand for very specific dishes.  Plus, it bends into white sauces and soups without black specks.  Just offering a bit of advice.  And, it lasts well, doesn't take much, and isn't too expensive.  I like sharing new foods, spices, or else.  I love it when others try new things.  Though tastes, of the literary, artistic, and culinary, varies greatly.  And quality and freshness makes a huge difference.  So if you buy it from the dollar store, don't even assume you are getting actual white pepper.  It may just be a phase of black pepper, because it is cheaper.  Or even the Chinese just painting or dying black pepper.  Just... a warning.  Though I don't trust store stuff, I go online and look for more legit sellers.  Sometimes I trust amazon, if they are honest about where it is from (no Chinese food to the ability I can believe, which is limited at amazon).  I've done what I may.  But, there.

Anyway... on to... waking.  Good... afternoon already is it?  Ugh.  

A pop I liked.

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Pop?  Population.  A video.  A recipe video.

Now, for my part?  British chefs are... not exactly top on my list of chefs.  Though, to be honest, most chefs are a little shady.  Still, I... was already watching, so I thought I'd give him a shot.  And I was glad I did.

Now, I have some differences.  As much as I love hot food, tartare is not among those foods.  But, it... is somewhat original?  Some points added, for originality.  Some points docked... for originality.  It's how I do.  Which way would get the most would depend on what it ended tasting like.  But, as a general rule, I'd suggest he lost points.

However, the various other differences, additions, and changes?  Very very nice.  I like it when they play with food.  Usually, generally.  I do have a terrible hunger for it, and may have to figure out how to get some together.  Perhaps even trying a few of this chef's work.  Still, really, I think I want to go with simple, traditional, until I get that down.

Yes, I have had it, at various restaurants of some quality.  And I do enjoy it, a lot.  Just the simple recipe.  If that really isn't simple, if it is hand diced.  And, yes, I can tell.  Machine is... okay, but the cuts aren't as crisp, the meat is both cut and crushed, it's... just not as good.  A textural thing, though I think that alters flavor to some weird degree and way.  Hmm... may have to get some meat and do some work.  It isn't a terribly huge process.  Think of cubing carrots to quarter inch squares, say an half pound of that, and you pretty much have the work involved.  Finding the right meat, fresh, is more of the trick.  Well, and having the other ingredients on hand.  

Thankfully, usually, refrigerated capers last a very good long time.  They are shelf-stable, so in the fridge, they really do well.  Actually, I need a few more bottles of those.  Same with gherkins.  If I need a few more bottles of that, as well.  Not this month, it seems.  But... okay.  I'll add to next month, and see about fresh knuckle meat at the first (from the recipe I like, mostly).

Oh, the vid.  Vids, actually.  The new young hot-shot, and the basic one I have been looking at for some time.  Yeah.  Here.

All together.

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I wasn't interested in trying to read the manual.  Those are so poorly written, with terribly diagrams, that they are a method of last resort.  While y.t. has many flaws, it seems, sometimes, to do better about some things.  While completely bogus, political propaganda, no matter which side the producer of those are, they seem to do okay with how-to's.  Those foolish enough to not know how to do what they are saying they are showing, or stupidly add grobal warbling content to things, get quickly kicked to the side of the road.  Even if I agree with a sentiment, it has nothing to do with vacuum cleaners.  Don't mix and match.

Anyway, so, yes, a vid.  I had it mostly together.  There was one piece that didn't seem to have a place.  The problem was that the pieces around it fit together well, with or without it.  So, okay.  But, now, it is together.  I haven't used it.  But will, within days.  The thing about ordering from amazon?  Always use it, and several times, before the return time is up.

It seems to be a near guarantee, that if I wait to see if it works, there is a good chance it won't work.  And, getting a return or replacement, after the thirty days, is nearly impossible.  Companies don't stand by their warrantees or products, at all.  They sell and run.  So, always check.  It doesn't say much for longevity, but at least you will get a few uses out of it.

I did order another small mattress.  While I have two spare bigger ones, I have no smaller ones.  So, I will buy one this month, and one next month.  Kept well covered, in airtight bagging, those will last... the rest of my life.  More so if aired out quarterly.  Or... near enough.  That and some of the cat food.  I'll have to tally up the food I have for Sassy.  I count two cans as a day, though, as mentioned, am cutting her feed a bit.  And, I have dry food left from Sam, who went through... two bags a month?  Sassy, as with litter, hasn't gone through two bags of each.  Whereas, with Sam, I would have gone through... tens to twelve bags of each, and still be pushing it.  Just keeping her in food and litter was a massive job, three to four cleanings a day, just to mostly keep it clear.  If I missed for three days, I may have to redo at least one litter box.  And she was eating wet, dry, and my food when she could get ahold of it.  And getting into the trash.  She only weighed four and an half pounds, when I let her go.  In spite of eating... three pounds a day?  If she could.  Wow.

Well... still a bit rough, sore, today.  But seeming to be getting better?  I don't think I'll be up much longer today.  It's warm enough, comfy.  Even a bit hot in this front room.  I'll do more gaming, perhaps.  And, maybe, figure out something else to eat.  A keto spaghetti?  Maybe.  And, just maybe, do the dishes, get a shower, and then finish the dishes.

So tired though.

Tomorrow, I am hoping to hit the last of the wood cutting, or the stuff outdoors.  I'll get to the stuff in the outbuilding... when I get to it.  I'm just not worried about that, since it will remain dry, and not be a problem working at any time or be in the water of watering out there.  Oh... but I would like to get the fencing finished removing, rolled, and put up.  Ugh.  As well, have dishes and laundry done, hopefully tomorrow but certainly Sunday at the latest.  And, maybe, some work in this front room, today, tomorrow, the weekend, but done too, by Sunday?  Bleh.

On to something.  Gaming, probably.  And a fatted coffee.  Later.