Trying to reset, regain strength.

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Sleeping when I want.  No requirements, for now.  Just... if I am tired, when I am tired, sleeping as much as I can, and need.  While awake, only doing little things.  From fixing food, tea, coffee, or... something.

I hoped to get a shower in, a whisker trim first.  It didn't happen.  I showered yesterday, so I'm good.  But... for several reasons, I'll get one when I wake up.  I don't terribly need it.  I am just hoping it will warm me, and set me on a better path forward.

Such dreams.

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The first, similar to the last, but... not quite.  Not... quite that animal, mostly, if just as primal?  Of a similar nature.  Even I... hold some things back.  Ah, but clues.

Brutal.

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Awake far too long.  Too much this, too little that, working as much as I could.  Ground under my will, the little that I did.  If that was a massive effort for me.  And... what I did allowed what was needed to happen.  So it wasn't wasted.  If anything, it was the bare minimum.  But, too, it was as much as I could do.

Brutal.  I slept well, though.  And, at waking, blood sugar is 119, fasting.  A forty three point drop from my last fasting check.  A very good drop.  My shoulders ache, from work, and from sleeping so hard.  I have a mild background exhaustion headache, mostly from staying awake so long.  If really, I feel pretty good.

Up all night.

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I was... trying to get more done.  Open the place up, for the tv and else.  I got most of it.  But I... crashed.  Left things so that he could get in.  He called me, and I woke fairly easy.  I have had delirium conversations with folks, before.  When I didn't get enough sleep... my mother, some of my women, siblings, and even walk-up patrol on submarines.  Told I held long conversations, but don't remember anything.

Anyway.  Got to it.  The new tv and soundbar are installed, and the ps5 and blu ray is connected.  The sound is very good, clear, crisp.  The video is more than anticipated.  I watched just a part of a movie, to make sure it all worked, and played just a bit of a game.  Amazing what good sound, coupled with solid video, can do to old movies.

More done.

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Some in the living room, some in the spare bedroom.  Things moved, sorted, tossed.  A few things.  Enough?  I can hope.  It is the beginning of the beginning.  A good little plug into it.  And, maybe, I'll do more yet.

Not sure I can sleep.  Not sure I have a choice?  I may end up crashing, no matter my intentions.  A shower is still needed.  And brushing my teeth.  Then I'll set laundry up to run.

Women haunting my thoughts.

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They... like to do that.  Turn around, fair play?  Or... something.

Good, bad, plus sweet, sour, salty, savory, and umami?  Those are my terms.

Three tasks.

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Maybe four, depending how you count.  I sorted the dishes, in soaking.  Got them into the machine, set it to run.  I have even already put the dishes up.  Most of them?  A few things have me... confused.  While doing that I got the shower ready to be used.  So... a shower is in the offing, before long.

As well, I figured out how to get the hanging rack up.  Okay.  level, and reasonable... mostly.  But, it is up.  And leveled.  It was a bit more work, solo, than I had thought it would be.  A bit warn, so... I'm... taking a bit off.

Wow, that worked.

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Croc's, on, while I slept.  Afraid it would be too cold, and it would have... alone.  So I wore socks, and added hand warmers to the shoes.  Worked out exceedingly well.  I think some of the problem, with my feet, is cramping.  From the cold.  Some of it is from getting stuck in the blankets as I try to keep them, or get them, warm while I am sleeping.  Then, of course, kicking out of the blanket wrap they get stuck in.

I slept so well last night, for the first time in a while.  Warm, comfortable, painlessly.  And, while my feet have been hurting terrible for the last three to five days?  Today, for the first time in a while, they feel very good.  If too, I think some of it was from compression.  While not terribly bloated, I think water had been getting into my foot, and hitting that toe knuckle, pooling there.

A very good dinner.

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While the top sirloin wasn't my favorite, the ribeye is tops.  Normally I don't add spice(s).  Other than salt and pepper, which I add to almost everything.  This time, though, I went cajun.  A bit of heat, with garlic and onion powder, plus salt and pepper... given an hour to brine the flavors through.

Grilling works really well.  The temp had dropped to 28 F.  But the coals lit up easily enough.  I crisped the outside, leaving the inside raw.  For me, that is absolutely delicious, satisfying, pleasing, and nutritious.

I'm not sure I believe.

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But the... notification arrived?  I'm too tired to think.

Or argue.

Everything is in.

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I was a bit worried.  The cost of the items, their weight, aiming at installation so hoping they would arrive on time, plus with rain, and occasional gusts out there?  Yes, I was a bit of a nervous wreck until everything was in.  Wasn't sure when the items would arrive, what would be together, and such.  In.

Two items did arrive together, but the tv and the soundbar arrived separately... if they were tagged as arriving together.  I don't mind.  I don't stand on crazy exactitude.  Just... make sure if it is arriving, that it does or that I be notified.  Everything is in the living room.  Arranged for easy access.

An very odd warm day.

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Raining, or sprinkling, on and off all night.  Not a bad thing, just... it's February!  It is 43 out this morning.  Crazy.  Ten to thirty above normal?  More.  And it has been rather warm all winter.  The rain is good, there is there.  Hopefully snowing in the mountains.  As weird as things are, there is no guarantee.

With important items arriving today, I want to keep aware.  One item has been delivered.  Though whether it is actually two items in one package or just one item, I haven't yet determined.  Four items, I was informed would be arriving together, in two packages.  Thought... that may not be the truth of things.  I could see two of the items arriving as a single bundle.  However, what arrived should have been with another item?  Even if they weren't bundled together.  But only the one item is here.

Not much.

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I did cook the top sirloin.  It was pretty good.  It was a smaller piece, an end cut.  So I ate most of it.  I couldn't eat more, there wasn't enough to save.  Then would have been a good time to have a dog.   Sassy just doesn't eat steak, very often.  Almost never top sirloin.

Oh, about that.  I tried two inch thick cuts this time.  Not... the best.  I mean, it is a mean steak.  But, it doesn't work well at that thickness.  An inch and a half is about perfect, to my tastes.  For ribeye?  Sure, two inches works.  I'll bet it also works with new york strip, t-bone, and porterhouses.  Just not chewier, leaner, cuts.  It wasn't bad, it's texture was just off.  A bit too chewy.

Ketchup?

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I think I have all the ingredients for my two top picks.  Homemade.  I'll have to find and make sure a pint jar and lid are available and clean.  To be honest, I have some doubts about using ketchup.  However, I would like to use it to make barbeque sauce.  Potentially.

Though, maybe with burgers, ketchup would be good.  Ketchup without soy, sugar, etc, etc.  Are they printing the truth as is?  Hoping Kennedy gets in.  Would he... tell us?  Would he fix it if not?  Having someone who suggests he is there to break heads and open the right doors is better than the pfizer made cheese eating crew which doesn't know or care, as long as they get rich.  Choices.

Down very late, up very early.

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Well, considering when I went to bed, the wakeup time was very early.  Down at right around four, up at nine.  A bit before, in both cases, but close enough.  In part because I though I had seen something was to be in today.  Well... it said tomorrow, but... isn't today tomorrow?  Apparently not!

Tomorrow, in this case, means the next tomorrow, or... tomorrow today.  I must have looked after midnight, without taking the new day into account.  So... fine.  I am up.  And, perhaps, can figure out how to get back to waking earlier.  Or... not.  No... it wasn't the alarms.  I turned those off, the last few days.  I couldn't fight through them to wakefulness, so just... let it go.

On to bed.

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Still awake at 3:36.  Rough.  I have several problems.  I just can't seem to figure a way through, or out, of whatever is wrong.  No worries.  I'll do my best.

Food is trending toward carnivore.  I just can't quite hit it.  More meats, fewer else, but the taste of carbs, as with any addiction, is a problem.

Up late, and it is some time later yet.

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Couldn't wake until 11:08, if memory is right.  I did have the alarms set, for six and eight.  I went to bed around two?  Not sure what the problem is, but it just didn't work.  Absolutely exhausted, even now.  Well, not absolutely, just... rather?  Not enough to sleep, not enough to do much else though either.

Even so, I am hoping to get to some things.  This, that, the other stuff.

Finally.

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I got out, to the post, and that.  Then remembered to check the steak.  It seemed okay so got the grill going.  Wow.  Took all day to do that little bit more.  No, haven't looked out how to set up a cabinet, or thereabouts, solo.  However... if I can find a hammer, and heavier nail?  I might be able to craft a swivel point, and, then, maybe put a holding point on the other side... leveling it as I go.  Then... maybe... get that working?  Maybe.  Still, I'll look.

I am planning on crafting homemade ketchup, and then barbeque sauce.  Of a keto nature.  Not sure it will work, but I have some recipes, and some of the ingredients in... some on the way.  Why?  Because sugar really will screw with you.  Those who only drink a few sodas a week?  Cool.  but when sugar is in everything you eat, or effectively the carb counts?  You might as well be drinking three or four sodas a day.  It's bread, breading, past, many vegetables, all fruits, honey, other sweeteners, and so much else.  Just... saying.

Ah, almost?

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Okay.  I did check the clothing rack.  It will fit, so that the bracket allowances are just right to attach to two studs in the wall.  However, I am not quite able to put it up alone.  Further, I found enough four inch wood screws to easily attach the rack.  And, a second rack, which I also found!  Very nice.

As I said, I haven't figured out how to put it up solo.  I will look online, see if there is a... simple technique.  It isn't the weight.  It is a bit the weight, some the odd length along with the weight, and having only one anchor point, the difficulty getting even the impact, let alone the simple cordless drill in, through either the extended rack or the compressed parts.  It's just... difficult to balance, angle, push, and else.  Maybe there is a way, but brute forcing it isn't possible.  Or... for me.

Awake a bit before nine.

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Down between one and two.  I just couldn't get to bed, no matter how tired I felt.  Trying to just stay seated upright drew all the focus I could muster until... I finally... broke the spell?

Sleep was good once it started.  I slept more warmly than yesterday night, but it is already 38 outside?  So it is simply warmer.  I didn't have the door to the downstairs open.  But I did leave the furnace up at 72.  A conscious, if not better, idea?  Oh, but I am no longer turning the furnace higher.  I am starting to keep it at just 72.  Spring is here.  At some point, I may turn it down even to 68.  Though, if I do that, I won't boost it during the day... as long as it is in the mid 30's out there, I should be fine.