So very tired.

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I seem cold.  But it has been, sort of, warm out there.  Into the mid 60s.  It is 36 out there this morning.  Cold, but above freezing.  Then again, it is march.  I would have thought it would be warmer by now.  I can't seem to warm up.  But that is a health thing, again, I think.

Unable to do much work.  A few very small tasks though the day, one at a time.  Tired, sore, sleepy, and else.  It looks like I have crashed again.  I may even be going back to bed for a while.  Or... a long while.

Oh, ouch.

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Just waking here at 17:00.  A bit after.  Still a bit sore.  Achy.  Tired.  But awake enough to not be able to sleep more.  For now.  Though I won't be doing a lot of work today.  I would like to finish the laundry.  The white shirts out to be folded or hung, and the black shirts to finish in the dryer.  As well, I want to clear the dishes that are soaking, get those into the dishwasher.  Maybe finish the ones to be done by hand.  Then get a shower?  But that will be it, IF I can even do that much.

I pushed, strained things.  I hurt, ache in very new places.  I am exhausted, tired, even sleepy, just not enough to sleep more.  Then again, I can get from bottom to standing in a partial forward roll.  I'm nearing 60.  A year and change short.  But... close enough.  Find 60 year olds who can stand from down flat.  Not common.  Especially the nearly dead ones, like me.  And, on a day when I am pretty much shot from overexertion from several weeks of hard(er, for me) labor. 

So very tired.

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I folded a few of the tshirts.  Gamed for a bit.  Made a meal.  But I am scrambling to stay awake.  I don't think I'll be able to do it.  Just caving in, falling down.  I need sleep, more sleep.

I didn't think there was enough burger crumble to make the soup.  Turns out, what was there was a perfect amount.  A couple of cans of very hot diced tomato, a package of palm heart rice, and the hamburger was all I added... well and some water.

Awake.

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Around midnight thirty again.  Pretty beat.  Sore.  But good.  I set the laundry to a final spin, then will put the other laundry in.  Folding half, hanging half, or so.  The furnace was put up to 70.  I'm plenty warm.  Slept really warm.  And it is 69 in this front room, without having heat on.  The furnace wouldn't warm the place this quickly, and not this front room mostly at all.  It must have gotten pretty nice out there yesterday.  I thought I read 62, at some point?  But, overcast, some or most of the day?  Seemed like it?  It is 38 out currently.  So... yes, warming.

I want to get the dishes worked up a bit, so as to open the shower and get in there.  Though, it depends on what will fit in the dishwasher.  If there is a lot of room, given the things going in, I may just soak another load.  Then get that in, in an hour or two.  Though, I have even more dishes.  But big jars, gallon and half gallon glass.  Not sure all of them will fit in there, but... will find out before long.  Easy to wash by hand though.

More laundry.

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Nothing else.  But there is that.  One load is in the dryer, the other is just in the wash.  I had hoped to have dishes going, but just... can't get to that quite yet.  White tshirts first, then some new black ones.  First wash, and shrinking (or shrink testing) them.  Officially I wear a 2xtall.  If they don't shrink much the shirts will be well oversized.  Will see.

The white undershirts, two types, will be welcome.  I tried two different sizes with those.  For the black tshirts, I just went with what will certainly fit.  Even if they are a bit big, that's fine.  Undershirts are really needed to be smaller, tight.

Very slow.

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I did get laundry out and put up.  I brought the barrels back to their place.  I wasn't even the last one on the block.  This time.  Not a brag, just... a bit of shame from times I've left them out a week or more.

I haven't gotten to dishes.  I didn't start another load of laundry but am about to.  I didn't get a shower in.  I'm... lagging today.  I did have the toast with corned beef.  Not fancy, but it was something to eat.  Tea.  But hibiscus.  I'm sort of liking that, more and more.  When the other diuretic herbal teas arrive, I'll see what I can do, mix and match.  Hopefully I can find a few menus of herbal teas I like.

A last spin in the dryer.

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First load should be done shortly.  Will see how much room remains.  Have a trick or two, to open space though.  Should be ready when I finish this post.

Rather than shower, though, I set the dishes to soaking.  Not all of them.  More than anticipated.  Some will be hand washed, most are going into the machine... in a short bit.  Basically, as soon as they are cool enough to mess with.  Then I'll set up the last of the dishes.  Again, just a mild soak.  But there probably aren't enough for a second load, so these will just be soaked, rinsed, and put in the machine when open.  Done when I have enough else over time.

Well, started.

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I went in and moved things around in the master bedroom, so I would be able to get to the racks.  I didn't vacuum, because... I didn't.  Too tired.  That was actually quite a bit more of a chore than anticipated.  Still, I finished.  So, when laundry finishes, it'll be a quick chore to hang things.

Then I put laundry into the dryer.  I won't start another load.  Later, maybe.  Just... a bit at a time.  I am well and truly worn out.  Still it's good.

Slowly.

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A bit of gaming.  Just to wake up.  Dark Souls sci-fi.  Before there was a Dark Souls, or even the beginning.  I'd say this was closer to the first type of that game.  You just... die a lot.  Nothing you can really do about it.  They pit you against things, often, that can one shot you, or several things which never miss, and each can kill you in a couple of hits.  It's... dark souls in space.

A bit into gaming, I took a break and vacuumed the master bedroom, what of it is open, accessible.  It took a while.  I don't have a good nozzle for the shop vac.  I need to find something that is more open, and wider.  May check the hardware store the next time I am in town.  May have had one, don't now.

A very good sleep.

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Down around 15:30... possibly out to 16:00?  Right in there.  Went down pretty fast.  Slept well, warm.  It is 64 up there?  Really warming.  Even so, I needed the blankets.  I think, when I wear myself out, I sleep cold.  Especially day after day, and for weeks now.  I sleep cold because I go down hard.  All good, I'll take that any day.

Blood sugar is higher, again, this morning.  Running at 143.  Stupid blood sugar.  Not sure what the problem is.  Not enough food it?  Maybe.  You can go without, and you can live on very little.  But you really need a certain amount of nutrition.  Call it seed corn for weight loss and blood sugar management.  There is a fee.  Sure, you can live extended times without.  And I support fasting... real fasting, as in nothing for a day, days, even a week... more if you can.  I have steaks thawed.  I'll... get one going today.  The new york strip, I think.

Just... posting... to... keep going.

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A shower.  Didn't trim the whiskers.  Later, or next time.  I would like to vacuum in the master bedroom, or start laundry, but I don't dare.  I really need a few down days.  Not by inclination, by health.  I've pushed just as far as I believe I dare.  Now, I'm not afeared of dying, mind you.  I am afraid of taking a two to three week, or even month, spill.  I don't have that kind of time to lose.

So... I'll back it off.  Figure out how to do that.  Gaming is helping me to just sit, and yet have enough stimulus to not be unnerved.

Sardines.

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Two cans.  Lemon.  Good enough, if a bit... empty?  It just didn't hit the spot.  Though, too, it didn't upset the stomach.  Feels like cardboard, as if I had eaten a pile of it.  Strange.

Laundry was finished.  The last load of jeans, and a tshirt.  Ready to go upstairs.  The handers arrived.  I bought several types, to see what would be best.  I think they will all work well enough.  Possibly specializing in certain things?  Will find out.  No, I'm... done with laundry for a bit.  I'll take a few days off, anyway.  It is much easier when all I have to do is hang them, but some of what remains still has to be folded.

Not too many, as first thought.

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The load of jeans was just right.  Same with the second load.  Can tell by weight, but afterward, can also tell by how quickly the pants dried.  And they dried pretty quickly.  If, too, I use a middling warmer setting.  Even so... dried, relatively quickly.  The first load has been folded.  It will go up when I go to bed, I think.  Not running up the stairs for something that'll be done in a bit and will do just as well.

I also hit the kitchen table.  Not... clean through.  And there are dishes and else to wash.  Not dirty, thankfully, with food.  Just dusty.  I did get down a good little bit, tossing and sorting as I went.  Found a few things I had been looking for.  Okay.  But, that will be it for now.  I am really tired.

More than anticipated.

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Then again, two things were done at once, mostly.  Three things.

I went in to begin in on the master bedroom.  Was just going to open things up just a bit, and grab the jeans in there.  Those to be delivered to the washroom, and a load started.  Done.  But, I... sort of got stuck picking through things.  Now, I did get it opened, I did get the jeans out and one load started.  But I did a lot more fussing in there than what the plans suggested.

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.