Awake a bit before two.

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A few hours have gone by.  Someone was looking at some interesting, to me, musical posts.  A handful of them.  I wonder if that is why the skinwalker video popped, out of the blue?  Oh, I think I was born with that, or something like it, in mind.  But no telling about tastes?  I... decided, strangely, that I... prefer the divine.  The true, the good (real good, not our claims of or to it), the beautiful (not just in a fleshly way, but there are... sometimes... corollaries), and other such.

I went seeking that.  And, God forbid?  I found it.  But... He didn't forbid.  I was caught attempting to steal food off His table.  But, that... is precisely all He asked of us, that we consume Him.  Being caught, doing His will, was... not a problem.  Though, there... is a better way.  And, He wrestled me to it.  He is rather... strong.  If you want Him in your life, in you, there... is a price.  Just your life.  But, that was something I had been trying to throw away, by that time, longer than some college kids had been alive.  So...

Another strange day.

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Beginning this post two minutes before. Sixteen hundred, that is.  Google has the time wrong, perhaps when posted?  But... I don't think so.  Their timing is way off, if I think that has to do with the KGB, US form of it, wanting control over the internet.  Anyway...  Calling it.  ;p  As I was sitting there, I became a bit afraid.  When pushing things, and this time I am pushing... successfully at that... I lose my senses.  I could be ninety, in here, and I wouldn't notice.  Until I tried to sleep it in.  Maybe.  Or sleep would be horrible, even if I didn't notice.

So, I hopped up, and shut it all down.  But wanted to see what temp it was.  70 F?  At 16:00?  Wow.  It got down the 52 this morning, before plunging to 47 (might have gotten cooler still, just the numbers I personally saw).  It went from the high 80's, to 80, to 70, in a matter of days.  Not even a weak, and it crashed.  Interesting times.  Which is why some of the greatest philosophers hope you never live in... interesting times.  Boring times might be dull.  Interesting times are often horribly final, or... worse.  There are worse things than death, I remind.  Though, these are really only the portents of interesting times.  Only if this continues, and on it's current real trajectory, will there be interesting times.  A small or full blown ice-age.  We'll see.

Finally.

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Did I mention I have been... incapacitated, of late?  Well, yes.  Trash needed to go, as did recycling.  Recycling doesn't collect too quickly, and I did get that the last time it was possible?  Or... the time before, actually, so four weeks ago.  Still, didn't have much.  But trash?  I think that has been three weeks.  And was... causing problems.

I had checked with a neighbor.  Who said trash pickup was today.  I think it is supposed to be recycling day, too.  I planned to do it through the night, but realized at nearly eight that I hadn't!  I jumped, got it going.  Got it all out... pretty quickly.  Quickly enough though?

Twenty hundred, and pleasant.

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When I woke.  It was 70/71 upstairs, 71/71 down.  A few fans going, but that was it.  It was 54 when I went to bed right at ten.  It is 52 now.  Not sure if it warmed.  But it did rain in the interim.  Coffee, as I wake, and veggies.  Other than the fried chicken dinner, which is playing havoc with blood sugar anyway, my other "cheat" this month was veggies.  A pack of carrots, celery sticks, broccoli, and cauliflower.  I separate the veggies into their own packs, otherwise they would go bad faster, together.  Then, munch on the varied.  I always cook broccoli, rarely pop a fleurette in for a raw chew.  But the others I eat raw, if sometimes, rarely, cooking the cauliflower.  Celery sticks, carrots, and a few cauliflower fleurettes tonight, with coffee.  I'll have a dose of kefir before long.

Trash and recycling, gathered, out, and to the curb.  Hitting the dishes and a shower.  A load of laundry from start to through, while folding the towels which already went through?  That's... the plan.  Plus gaming.  I have figured out a couple of bottle-necks in the game.  So can run until I have to find another difficult to solve, or find, element or puzzle.

Almost ten.

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Finally going to bed.  Probably.  Goodnight... day...  You know what I mean.

Didn't make it to bed.

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I simply wasn't sleepy.  Not even a little tired.  It ended up raining a fairly good lot, from what I could tell.  Or pretended to do so.  Tomorrow isn't garbage pickup day, so I did get that right.  On the good side, the fellow I asked... also did not know.  Had to ask himself.  Probably asked the mrs.  If they are talking.

Not saying that they aren't.  Just... if you've ever had a woman, you... know there are times when you don't talk to her, or she doesn't talk to you.  Strange sort of punishment.  *grins*  Oh, no!  Not talking to me!  For a whole week?  Especially if sex is still on.  Like doing it with a stranger!  Yipee!  *cough*  I mean, so... hurtful, of her!  I'm single, I can say these things.  Probably won't be burned out of my home.  Probably.

The strangest things.

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I lead a simple life, finally.  Simple doesn't always mean plain.

I was... getting a sense, that it would rain.  So I kept checking.  Wasn't really possible, or likely, by the looks of things.  I couldn't shake the feeling.  I've been wrong before.  Not often?  We remember as we like, mind you.  Whether true or not.  Oh, this I know.  Even about myself.

So very strange.

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It isn't just sleep which is stretching.  Fourteen hours down, this last time.  And, yet, nearly twenty four hours up this shift?  Or... will be before I go down.  Medicine.  And the end of summer.  Working in concert.  Then again, because of it, medicine is being missed.

I am neither trying to stay up longer, or sleep longer.  I wake as I do, I sleep as I must.  When I wake, I get up.  No pushing, shoving, trying, or else.  It's just that I have no way to push off, no direction to push toward.  I'm... in a fog.  Harshly.  I am gaming, which helps me... focus.  Just a tiny bit.

More gaming.

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It's what I can do.  Hoping to hit dishes today, get trash and recycling ready, out, and then... not to the curb?  I don't think they will come Monday, holiday?  Right?  I'll... ask around.  Oh, and maybe some laundry?  I've done three loads, all dry, but... just sitting in the wash room.

It's hitting right around 72 out there.  The coolest I saw it overnight was 58.  For some reason my mind was suggesting that was cold.  But... it's not.  I don't know.  When sleep is messed up, the mind sort of... thinks strange things.

Ugh, but, okay.

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Sleep and waking are all over the place.  I can't be absolutely sure when I went to bed, but I think I woke around 19:00?  My app/watch combination is suggesting a 3:17 down, and a 19:44 wake.  Okay.  Maybe.  Sounds about right, come to think about it.  A very long sleep, though why?

I cleared the freezer, to get meat put up yesterday.  Today, not first thing, but other than feeding Sassy and getting her fresh water, the first thing I did, was to clean it off, and reset kefir while I was at it.  Later, I'll pull meat.  Not for thawing, just for putting into the fridge freezer.  Three two pounders of burger, a few steaks, and maybe some chicken.  All I have is whole chickens, these days.  Parts are often questionable.

Out.

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Took two days to finally get in and get my order picked up.  A shower taken, before hand.  Brushed my teeth too.  They are rough.  A dental appointment would be good... whenever that might happen.  But, for now, I'll do what I can.

Steak.  I didn't order more.  A few roasts.  And some general items.  Nothing fancy, but it sure was expensive.  Yea.  But, so be it.  As mentioned, I'll eat these steaks, all of them, down, and burger, before buying again.  Though, if I see a good price on burger, or prime rib, I'll... go there.

A strange morning.

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Top to bottom.  Going to bed so very late, at 20:00... or so.  About killed me.  But, first, I had so many things to do.  Then?  Then I just couldn't, until I could.  A minor bout of insomnia.  Minor is far better than major.  Then waking at three thirty?  Or so?  But... comfortably.  It wasn't a push.  It wasn't uncomfortable.  I didn't wake tired, but have to wake.  It was... a good wake.  It has been a good morning.

Nothing fancy.  Still rather crushed.  Can't do much.  But I can breath, enjoy some coffee, say prayers for the travelers as they pass, their families, co-workers, and such.  It's become a pleasant hobby.  And... none of them ever know.  God does, and listens.  Probably angels too.  A prayer... opens doors.

It had been cool, but by five?  It had jumped to 70.  Here at eight thirty it is just 73.  I worried, with it that warm before daylight, that the sun would crisp the world.  Not so much.  If, too, it looks like there were clouds blocking it's attentions.  It could well end up an exceptionally hot day.  Or... not.  Odd how weather can be invisible, yet have a dramatic affect on the temperature.  A clear sunny day that doesn't get above eighty, or a cloudy frigid day which oddly drops to negative forty.  Clouds usually keeping things warmer, but something... shifted.  Not even wind, just a cold body of air, or warm one, moves in.  Unseasonably?  Invariably.  Odd, this world we live on.  Wouldn't bet on it, anything about it.  But wouldn't bet against it.  Until God says so.  Or... more... lets us say so, when most have gone that way.

Anyway, a very strange morning.  But a good one.  Have you ever breathed well, comfortably, happy in your skin, without pain, or oddities.  Just lived a little joy of a span of time?  I am doing that this morning.  I am grateful for my life, even when in pain.  When not in pain?  I live like a king.  The king of no one, or myself, in a fashion.  Learning from my Teacher how to be truly royalty.  And today is... a good day in that way.  Being king is... not always nice, gentle, friendly.  Ask God, Whose image you are made in.

Later.

Well...

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Still awake.  I made a personal call.  Then awaited a delivery.  Only got forty percent of the order though.  So... went hunting for the rest.  As it turns out, the rest is on the way.  Mostly make sense.  The boxes, for just the four of ten I received, are huge.  Two bags of sixteen pounds of 'cowboy' charcoal per.  And, yes, that's a lot of volume.

Anyway, I did get those in, off the porch.  Not as... heavy as I feared.  Then again, that is only forty percent of the order, and I was only able to carry twenty percent at a time.  These boxes were pushing my ability to grab and maneuver as is.  Two boxes at once was impossible.

Got them.

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I called the eye clinic in SLC.  No truly local options.  They did have the potential for a clinic in Pocatello?  Idaho.  Not all that much closer.  I called them, but they have... a prison outreach handling their calls?  No, just... no.  Still, I have an appointment in SLC, for both an eye checkup and glasses setup.  Actually, I'll probably cancel the eye exam.  I don't want it.

Then a call to dental.  They have already heard about me.  Good?  Bad?  Which is unusual.  Normally the vet calls, then they send information back and forth... at whatever pace (not fast, usually), then an appointment is set up.  Just because information has already been sent, doesn't mean that the rest will be speedy.  Can hope, but not great worry.  It has been four or five years.  Between covid and just having trouble getting up there...  So... much needed.  At least I don't think I have any dental issues.  Probably.  Save really... dingy teeth.  Coffee will do that, as does drinking vinegar.  Bleh.

A pretty good night.

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I didn't get to anything.  Other than making a meal, that was it.  Blood sugar is 152 just now.  Whatever.  Some kefir is going down.  I really should get back to having kefir just before any meal, then a vinegar tonic right after.  It both makes the meal more filling, and helps with blood sugar.  I swear.

I didn't believe it would.  Which... is half the reason I tried it.  To disprove it.  Well, and there is always some hope.  But it did work.  Should do it now, especially being as close to normalizing that as I have gotten.  Insulin didn't do as good as this.  Oh, it would get it low.  Then I would eat one damned thing and it would be off for a month or two.  Same with this, but I eat wrongly less often.

Good, chilly but good.

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Blood sugar, for no good reason, dropped thirty two points to 131.  Now, I am cutting kefir intake to no more than two cups at a time.  Was pushing closer to three.  And, having it less often.  Same with coffee, and trying to push to remember to only add three drops of sweetener, when I add it.  Trying not to add that all the time.  Keto sweetener, for what that seems to matter sometimes.  Even so, why it dropped tonight, and not yesterday, doing the same things?  Take what you can get.

Eggs and corned beef hash, for supper tonight.  And a handful of walnuts and pecans.  I recently purchased something like cookie cutters, but for frying eggs in.  To give the fried eggs that nice round formed shape.  As long as I know the eggs are good, I like the idea.  Plus, I have my griddle on a slant, so the extra oil will drain away.  Not the easiest thing to cook eggs on.  A spatula and a bit of quick work, if it's at the right temp, works.  But would rather just crack, drop, and forget.  I'm hoping they work.  Washed them, and ready to try them tonight.

It was already down to 49 when I went out.  It's been that temp for about an hour.  May easily drop further yet tonight.  I expect it will.  When I saw it was that cool, I closed things up, made sure the fans were off.  Save upstairs.  I think there is a fan going up there.  I'll turn it off shortly.

Took some time off.

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From everything.  Mostly.  Days and nights are completely messed.  Going to bed at six, waking at 18:30.  Sleeping very long too, which isn't helping.  If trying to push sleep along in order to reset.  Is it the heat?  Medicine?  Or have I bet keeping it too cool?  I just don't know.  All I know is waking, sleeping, doing, all in the drink.

Blood sugar is improving, but in odd give and takes.  Yesterday it was down to 130, fasting.  Today it's up to 163.  I mean, those are better, but not continuously better.  And I ate rightly.  A steak, coffee, and kefir.  Oh, cheese and salami, the last of the most recent batch.  Good, keto, food.  And not too much, not an excess.  So... why the higher read?  Stupid things!

Up, late and strange.

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To bed around seven? eight?  In there.  up at 19:00, give or take a handful, or two.  It was 77/78 up there.  I didn't turn the ac's on, had everything shut up.  It got down to 50 this morning, was 78 outside when I woke, 73/77 downstairs?  Or so.  I couldn't wake up.  Too hot?  Sort of.  Heat, and cold, beyond some point, can kill my ability to wake.  Or, until late.

Oddly, I don't feel terrible for it.  Didn't have my, what used to be regular, fever dreams when sleeping too hot.  Blood sugar, lower.  Thirty to forty pounds off.  Yea.  It changes things.  Well, and back on heart medicine.  One, two, all?  Don't know.  But, sleep was pretty good.  Hmm?  I thought it was an extra long sleep, by my watch/app suggest I was down less than seven hours?  How is that even possible?  My app/watch must... be wrong.  I know I wasn't awake beyond the hour of eight, and I think it was either just after eight or just before it.  And I know I woke at 19:00, give or take fifteen minutes.

Hmm?

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I have seen them... work my feed.  Cause things to show up there.  Seemingly in message form.  And I have seen them turn the feed to shit, groids, and foreign language only.  I have even seen them put vids into my history, vids I didn't, wouldn't, watch.  So, I have been carefully culling vids that don't belong.  Checking the history from time to time.

What I have never seen is having vids, essentially, thumbtacked to the top tier of my history.  Not the first row, but the second.  And, for three, four, maybe five days?  These three have been tagged and kept in place, in my viewing history.  I haven't watched some of these for months.  I ignored.  I kept ignoring.  But... fine.  I'll show them.

Late.

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Late to bed, late waking.  Down sometime after six.  How much later is anyone's guess.  After six could be nine, but is more likely not later than eight?  Something.  Up at 16:30, though, probably.  Mostly.  Give or take an half hour?  Or hour.  Ugh.  Well, Give to the earlier, it is just going on 17:00, and I know I have been up at least an half hour.

Sleep was very good.  I had the ac on.  It was 73, near me.  Didn't check the other thermometer up there this morning.  It only got down to 64, but it was a cooler 64 than the 58 degree night not long ago, at least when the wind was howling through.  Oh, that was quite pleasant.  I did have the windows and all open for a goodly part of the night, but knowing I would be trying to sleep through the furnace of the day I closed everything down before going to bed.