A new very old game.

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I played a computer game a long time ago, when I could still afford computers on which I could play games.  Well, and when there were games worth playing.

System Shock.  I had heard it was being remade.  Then... nothing.  I checked for it, from time to time.  I was hoping it might get to consoles, but that was doubtful.  Though, maybe, for the computer but with low requirements?  I checked every few weeks, then every few months, then yearly, then... it... dropped off my radar.

A bit before 20:00.

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I woke much earlier.  Had to force myself back down.  I really needed sleep, and have been sleeping very little lately.  Four to six hours a day for the last few days at least?  Something changed.  Ah, no medicine.  Little food, as well.  Strange.  Not only little sleep, and little food, but a lot of work.

Not all of the work is hard work.  Folding clothes, sorting laundry if done while seated, and some other things, have been easy.  But collecting and carrying piles of laundry, moving box after box after box, some of them quite heavy, even vacuuming, can be a bit more taxing.  Though, too, just the number of tasks I have been doing?  Good, but... tiring, exhausting.

One last post.

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I did get in and opened things up, a bit.  Organized things.  In the master bedroom.  Yes, a fairly large pile of laundry in there.  And old pillows.  Even new old ones.  Some I bought, but they didn't turn out as hoped.  And some older used ones.  They should have been tossed long ago, but... it... just didn't happen.  Still, I have access to everywhere.  A bit of a walk around, but doable now.

As well, I vacuumed (very very roughly) the living room.  There just wasn't room to get the shop vac into the master bedroom, in and around.  So that will have to be another day.  But, for that reason, I spent extra time really opening the ways in there.  Just a start.  But the next time I am bored with whatever else I was doing, or finish my first task, I can go in there and just... sit and organize, sort.  Eventually it will be ready for  vacuuming.

Too hungry to go to bed.

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Burger, beans, and tortillas... keto.  A smaller amount.  It worked, well, for my needs.

I would really like to vacuum the living room.  Not absolutely sure I can get to it.  Maybe.  Just... hit it, roughly, get the worst of it.  Go for detail later.  So many things in such good order.  One or two more things more would be really pleasing.  The vacuuming, and too, opening up the master bedroom, so that I can get into the 'L' part of the room.  And... move things out of the way to the bathroom.

Most of it.

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Everything being washed has been dried, hung or folded, and put up.  The dishes finished, so I got those put away.  Watched the show.  It... was a show.  The good guy won.  Little tasks, here and there, were touched up as I went by.  A lot of work.

I wanted to do another load of laundry.  Between the last one being bleached, and how tired I was becoming, I couldn't see it.  Further, I used the bleach... chose the whites... to give myself a good reason (in my mind at least) not to do another load of laundry.

A few things.

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The jeans have all been dried and folded.  A few odds and ends that was in with those have been tended.  I don't have a place for jeans, quite yet.  those are huge.  I'll probably put them in airtight bags, until I am clean enough, and have the time to try them on for size.  I went through a lot of old jeans, got rid of many, some four or five years ago.  These were what remained of the best fitting and those in the best condition.

I have even newer ones, from the first time I dropped to 36/38 on keto.  But couldn't keep it there.  They are... buried, back, in the master bedroom.  I... need to move the racks aside, and dig back in there.  For those and other things.  Yes, more laundry.  Laundry, sorting, tossing.  On the good side, I may well be able to fit those jeans now, again, finally.  And probably could have for the last year or so... or nearly as I lost weight and size.

A reasonable start to... the same day?

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Tea was set and going, while I got the dishpan of hot water and cleaned over the areas I hit before, expanding a bit while I went.  Splashboards a bit better, up the walls a bit higher, hitting smaller details, now that it was easier to see what needed hit more easily.  It really didn't need a second shot.  Still, it got it.  And, I wanted to make sure.

While I didn't have enough dishes, initially, I was able to take all the big cooking utensils out, get them in, and it was easily enough for a load.  Plus the utensil containers.  Hopefully that will do well.  I also hit the small appliances I keep on the counters, again.  Though I think this was good.  Absolutely necessary?  Maybe not.  But I felt I got enough from the second washing to have been of benefit.

Back up.

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By the cast of the light coming in the window, I thought it was afternoon.  Had I slept through all of Sunday daytime, and was hitting Sunday evening?  I sure seem rested.  But... not.  I went down at 14:30, and am waking at 18:30~19:00?  Rested?  After all that work?  I guess so.

I promised I wouldn't work Sunday, not heavy, or much.  And, I won't.  But?  IT'S STILL SATURDAY!  Wait... am I supposed to be happy or disappointed with that?  Don't know.  But I'm... going to work, until, unless, I go back down.

That and more.

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Coffee was good, needed.  Then to laundry, and refilling the r.o. carafe and then reservoir.  It takes time to run that through.

Three loads of laundry, from start to being put up.  I am taking the last things upstairs, to be put away.  One load of wash is partially being dried, but I won't stay up for that.  It was too heavy, shouldn't have washed that many jeans and a few towels at once.  But... I did!  So, only put half the load into the dryer.  The rest will wait until I am awake.

Nearly done for the day?

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I reset the laundry.  There were a lot of underwear, and a few other odds and ends.  It's just taking a while.  And these are the cottons, so... it takes a bit.  I'll yet get the folding table down from upstairs.  Hoping to get that load folded and put away, and the last load folded and put away as well.  Then... maybe jeans?  I was going to do jeans first, but it's all good.

Then I got a dishpan of hot soapy water and, after clearing the north countertops, I cleaned those and the stovetop.  I'll probably do that again, tomorrow though.  Then I cleared the south part of the eastern countertops, and washed that and the sinks out.  Sure... spiffies up pretty well.  Still, another run tomorrow.  But that is it.  The rest of the things are all stored on the north part of the eastern countertops.  I'll... have to wash those things, sort some stuff, and... it's too much for me, tonight.  But I am getting something going in there.

Well, it was something.

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Lamb chops and mashed palm hearts?  The lamb was good, until it got cold.  Then it took a sharp hard turn into bitter.  Still, I got most of it down before I... really couldn't.  No, I really couldn't.  The mashed stuff?  Not so hot.  I think, if I try that again?  I'll try it with butter, again, but also with sweetener and cinnamon?  Attempt to make it into a porridge... which I dearly miss.  As potato, though, not so much.  It's... something, just not... much.  If you have a hankering for mashed potatoes, this isn't even in the same solar system.

Another load of laundry finished, and put up.  I found just a few more hangers, enough to put the clothes up, and with enough for five or six more pieces.  I'll... keep that in mind as I go through other things.  One load of underwear is drying, the last is washing.  The piles of remaining are shrinking.  Still, I'll bet there are four to six more loads.  Some of it is towels, one or two will be blankets, white cotton, and a small white synthetic load.  And a few odds and ends.  Oh, jeans.  I could fold those, if dried completely, too.

Beginning.

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And ending.  For now.  I pulled the shirts from the dryer, moved the others into the dryer, and added a load of underwear and shorts... outer shorts.  Those won't be hung either, all folded.  I even have drawers to put things, now.  Then I put all the shirts I had up on hangers.

Checking, however, for spots.  On the front.  Man food spots.  I had to throw several more shirts out.  And all of the old synthetics, after a brief review, also went.  Wasn't even going to bother washing those.  I may have just enough hangers for what is in the dryer.

A few more things, while I ponder.

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I went to check on the clothes in the dryer.  Another spin.  While at it, I decided to separate things, into piles.  I have those shirts drying, a few other items washing, but hangers won't arrive until Monday.  Fine.  While separating things, I was considering what I could wash next, rather than waste time.  Not... in a hurry, mind you.  One, two, maybe three loads over the weekend?  Right... but what.

Ah, wools and other naturals, since those are socks generally.  So no need for hangers.  And underwear, synthetics and cottons, separately of course.  But, at a slow pace, so I don't fall behind in folding.  once a load is through, don't start another until that group has been folded, paired and else (or hung for wool socks, to dry, not die).  I could get all of my skivvies sorted, some undershirts which can be folded (unlike general wear tshirts), and any blankets and towels in the piles.

No idea when I went down?

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I was asleep hours before I crawled into bed.  Even if I was posting here.  I was so on autopilot.  Still, excellent.

Waking up right around 20:00, give or take a decade?  Up and at it pretty well.  Not... going to push it today, either.  But, after yesterday, I can see that I can still do a goodly bit of work without breaking my mackerels.  So... some things.  I actually already did most of the heaviest work for the day.  I brought most of the clothes down from upstairs.

All right, a few final flourishes.

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Laundry was set to dry.  And given a final spin.  I am done, for today.  So I will deal with it tomorrow.  The cast iron was rinsed, dried, and oven baked for just a bit.  Then the oven was opened until it cooled, then shut.  Dishes were pulled from the machine and put away.

Oh, a few odds and ends, here and there.  Water run through the r.o., and will fill the reservoir before going to bed.  A few thing arrived, and were sorted.  I ordered more underwear, thinking I would be throwing most of what I have.  And, while I have tossed a quarter, and will toss more, that is more than enough.  I will keep these in reserve.

Another little bit.

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Dishes were put in the dishwasher, those that would fit.  The bigger pot and frying pan will have to be hand washed.  They are soaking just a bit more.  I think the cast iron is done, well... save for a hot rinse they are getting now.  It will be so good to have dishes done, save for what I used daily.  Those will just be put in a dishpan, and soaked when it is full, and there are enough for a load.  Rinsed off though.

Some say not to rinse off dishes before adding them to the dishwasher.  I concur.  IF you are putting them in, right then, fresh.  If they are going to dry?  No, rinse.

Way more work than anticipated.

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More?  I am only... a third done, on the part I wanted to do, upstairs.  Just one area, where I had set up tables to fold and sort and such the laundry, and the area behind it?  I got one of the tables cleared, a massive pile of laundry, if the rack shelving cleared too, and box drawers put in.  But... yeah.

I picked pieces and bits, tags and paper, off the floor.  Sorted some things, tossed some things outright.  Will look other things over as I sort laundry, through the washing, drying, and folding.  Holes, stretched waste bands, fading, stains or discoloration, anything... out.  I have plenty.  Found a bunch of unopened shirts, tshirts mostly.  But I expected that.  Which is good, I'm burning through tshirts for every reason mentioned.  I can keep some of the better bad ones, for work shirts.  But not all of them.  If they are all bad.

Breakfast was good.

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Fatted coffee is just... one of those things.  I took the mix, added water to the beans, beef, and tomato, making more of a soup.  Adding a bunch of sour cream when ready.  Fat, I think, will... moderate the beans/carbs.  To some degree, fat is your very seriously good friend when wanting a few carbs.  And higher protein.  It's more a ratio than raw numbers.  You want higher fat than anything, then maybe twenty percent protein.  If adding carbs, lower the protein and raise the fats.  Works for me.

I might be dying, but... I should have been dead thirty five to forty years ago.  I only beat the odds by ignoring the doctors' advise on nutrition.  And, eventually cigarettes.  Before they were against those, they were for them.  Never forget.  Only when it became political, and they thought they could get tons of money from the government, by electing leftists, did they attack tobacco for being capitalist.  Not for being unhealthy.  They want you sick, and some... many of us... dead.  They don't care about your health.  Don't even go there, after the vaxxes, any of them.  Or the lethal "treatments" for "covid".

Back up.

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I hit the dishes first thing.  I'll put some in the dishwasher, though there aren't enough to do a load.  Brushed my teeth.  Thought about feeding Sassy, but it's too early.  Or is it?  She has lost some weight, more active I think.  So, I don't mind feeding her.  Just... don't want to start overfeeding her.

What else today, tonight?  Not a lot.  I must admit, I need a bit of a down time.  But if I can continue to work, I will.  Clearing the kitchen table would be good.  Cleaning the countertops and kitchen sinks would be good.  Gathering all the empty boxes, wherever.  Mostly just upstairs, some in the living room?  No, those are full... need to set up storage areas though.  For the extra tp, mattresses, and such.  Tearing down boxes.  And, maybe, just maybe, beginning in on ironing some of my dress short and long sleeve more casual, or dress casual, shirts.  The good ones are dry cleaned.  The standards, tshirts and daily drivers, don't get, or need, that attention.  Sheets and pillow cases?  I... don't think so.  I'd love that, but won't put in the time on that.

The last of it.

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Phone calls.  One thing may have been done, two things are still unresolved.  The thing that was done still requires setting a date.  Cardiology, perhaps.  Renal went to message.  Not sure when the appointment even is.  Or whether they will reset it for sooner.

Laundry was folded and put up.  Just bedding and a towel.  Dishes were set to soak, added a few from the consumption of the meal.  Water reservoir was refilled.  So that is all ready.  A few other things, here and there.