Well?

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I won't be making it to mass.  No, not being... ornery.  My legs.  Shot.  Not quite noodles, but not up to walking, let alone kneeling and standing for too long.

I really wanted to get to the store, too.  And to see folk.  Not sure I am all that well liked, but... that's not my problem.  I do like to get out, from time to time, and say hello, or even goodbye.

I even wanted to griddle something.  I just... really... can't stand for long.  I had hoped to get to cutting saplings, and maybe branches.  Again, no.  I have been trying to get... something going.  If I take a shower it will only be because I have a shower seat that fits now.  I'll need to sit for some or all of it.

Still not sure what I did to hurt my legs so?  Dishes, and this, and that.  I just don't know.  The whole combination?  And I am still completely battered, worn.  I could push through that, if that was all.  Not sure I'd make it to the store, but I could get to church.  But with the legs too?  Not a chance.  Next week.  It's what I can do.  God knows.  Actually, He really does.  :)  I don't think He needs to forgive excesses of working, several days in advance, to an old body which simply can't always... work.  I'll leave it in His hands though.  I will ask forgiveness, and add it to my list for the confession.  Two weekends in a row, if for different issues.  Ugh.

Mostly sitting.  Not just calves.  The back of my upper legs have bulges.  Odd things, almost knots.  Would, could, knot, with very little usage.  Has.  Not interested in more.  Sitting actually helps.

It got to 77 earlier.  But dropped to 72 last I checked.  I hobbled out to check, as well as to see about the legs.  If I walk in a "v", with feet outward, as if walking uphill?  It's... better.  But not good, or good enough.  It's 71 out there, now.  Strange.  But, okay.

The neighbors mowed, again.  I truly appreciate it.  Not much I can do, either way, today.  I'll see if the mower starts tomorrow.  Or Monday.  And just go over things again.  If so.  Ugh.  

Oh?  One thing about the ps5?  Some games have keyboard and mouse support.  It'll depend, game to game.  But those are such better input devices.  The controller just stinks at precise, quick, aiming.  And, there are things you can do with a keyboard and mouse, especially combined, more so with programmable keys, that you just can't well accomplish with just a controller.  It's why some trophies aren't attainable on consoles.  Part of it.  The other part is that pc games can be hacked.  Which simply, even with these, isn't available.

Curious to see some things.  Though, will be fixing some bugs with the system right from the start.  All is on track to be in at the first of the week.  And, as I have been sorting through little things, while sitting, I have found hardware which will help with some things.  Odd how some tech doesn't age nearly at all, ever.

Just a slow, relatively cool, morning.

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The house is staying between 66 and 69, downstairs and up.  It just hit 75, so I shut almost everything but the front door.  Keeping that open just a crack, closing off the front and back, with a sheet, keeps this up here cooler, oddly.  Something to do with the heat up hear being from the sun on the roof, so having a way for that to circulate out?  Not... exactly sure, but something like that.  There is a limit, but it is still just 69 even right here near the computer.  A bit cool, but... I am enjoying it.

Nothing done, save feeding Sassy, so far.  It's cool.  Difficult to get to things.  And, I wore myself out these last few days.  I am setting up the rest of the month, a bit.

I think I have enough for that late bill.  And, I have paid other bills.  Still going to be tight, but... yeah.  That is because some things were bought that might not have quite yet been needed.  But... it... was time.  At least now that I know how to manage them.

I seriously doubt if I will get to much work today.  Hoping to get a shower, and make it to church.  Hmm, probably need to start early, as I need gasoline.  Still... down to very little.  Haven't filled up, after that last run to Smithfield, getting really low.  

It's a nice day out there, but it will probably warm up fairly heavily.  Not a could, mostly, to be seen... save on the peripheries.  But that can change in a heartbeat and windstorm.

Back to gaming.  I had hoped to get the rider going, and do some chopping, but I really just can't.  Not today.

A dark time, a good time.

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Up a bit late again, if I was up... a bit late playing.  Again.  It's just how it goes, some days.  Nights.  But, I wanted to check the lights, too, that I put up yesterday.  Working.  Though, they only have stupid modes.  I just want them on, and that.  I don't want twinkling, fading in and out, and else.  There seems to be no simple "on" mode.  Oh well.  But, they are working.

My legs hurt, terribly, again today.  Mostly focused on the calves, though really the whole of each leg is a bit tender.  As is my torso, a bit.  Bending, flexing, kneeling, lifting while bending, kneeling, standing.  All good!  I... love it when my body has pain from effort!  I give these, too, to those in purgatory.  Trust me, they are glad for the tiny sup of hope from such.  It is as a light breeze, stuck on a flat ocean during the doldrums of old sailing ships.  Maybe not what was wanted, but a breath of hope that this too shall pass.  Amen.

Nearing bedtime.

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Steak, onions, and mushrooms, with plenty of butter, done just at medium to medium rare.  As close as I can get with just shy of inch steaks.  Very good.  The only thing I can't seem to do is get a proper sear.  I have it on high, the burner.  Just not sure... what the deal is.  Though it was only around 74 outside?  And the altitude.  Things just... aren't the same.  Well, and arid?  Would that make a difference?  I get the doneness just about right (a little rarer would be nice, but I lose a bit of that trying to get a sear).  No real complaint, just seeking that... final touch.

It has already cooled off to 64.  I think 77 was the highest I saw it?  Or was it 74?  I finished eating within the six hour window.  Bacon, eggs, and keto pancakes for brunch, steak for dupper... dipper?  Suner?  Started eating at 13:30, finished by 16:30.  Well within bounds.  Having a vinegar tonic, but that doesn't perturb fasting.  Besides, still in the window anyway.  I have until 19:30, which is a few minutes away.  Fine, I'll hurry that up.

I have everything open, since it is below 70... which is what the coolest part of the house is.  This front room is 74, 75 near the computer.  I am closing off this front room now.  And shutting the windows upstairs as I do the others.  Kept it very nice in here today.  I am learning how to work the house, but the weather is assisting a great deal.  More the weather, but I'm doing my part.  I best open up the upstairs.  Will try to get to bed by 21:00, at the latest.  Am read for sleep, even on a resting day.  Yesterday ate my balls.  Or, like a lady, put them in her purse when I went out for lunch?  :p

What is truly awesome is the upstairs also stayed right at 70/71 (warmer near my bed).  Very interesting.  Even on days with little direct sunlight, that usually warms more.  Very strange.  Other factors involved, this is a very strange year.

Am still hoping to get the window at least partly rigged.  Wood isn't coming until... next week... next weekend?  But... soon.  The window tear-out shouldn't be too difficult.  Building the frame for the window, however, will be a bit tricky.  I have never done such a thing.  Once that is done, getting the ac in, and secured, plus closing it up and insulating that, will be a bigger trick.  I'll... need a hand with that, as well as help when the actual window arrives.  I'll probably order that in a month or two.  Ugh.

The ps4 keeps overheating.  Not sure why.  I think they are trying to burn out ps4's, so people have to buy ps5's.  Yes, they can do that, remotely.  Just have their games use extra resources, all the time.  The ps5's, finally, two years after launch, are finally available for direct, simple, order.  Even the disc ones.  The do hide the non-woke game rig combinations.  But, oh well.  It is off cooling again.

I used the ssd drive only, and it worked fine.  I'm not sure I  am seeing any real speed improvements, in load-up or through gaming.  It's... pretty much the same.  A few seconds off?  Wouldn't notice.  I'm going to see if it's cooled down a bit.  Haven't played as much as I would like today, with downloading so many games, cooking, and a few other things.  But, it is ready for play now.

The ps5 is due to arrive Wednesday.  Perhaps.  It's what they say.  Usually within a day.  A few doodads with it, for it.  And, more next month.  Grips, for the controller, to keep it in hand easier.  A cooling stand.  And something else.  I'll see how well it works.  I have plans for a few extras next month too.  And, I have trick or two for it.  If they hand you lemons, make lemonade.  Check. 

Okay, it was only fifteen games?

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Well, and as many as six to eight dlc's for some games (like Fallout 4), though several others had many.  Most had at least a few.  And it took right at three hours to get them and dlc's on, unpacked, and ready.

But all of the machines were pretty warm.

I had thought the ps4 was heating up, because it was too close too the wall.  Which may have been.  So I moved it down to onto a footstool.  That... didn't solve it.  There may not be enough airflow under the device, now.  Ugh.  So, I am considering how to raise it without destabilizing it.  Always something.

Downloading games.

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With some tinkering, and old projects set aside, plus the hardware which had just been sitting around collecting dust, this morning, I got busy.

I set up an external harddrive, and ssd, to be used for my play station, as the main game depositories and from which they would be run.  Wasn't... exactly... sure what I was doing.  Still am not.  I have both of them hooked up, and am downloading the games I wanted, initially.  Old games.  But games I liked to play and wouldn't mind revisiting, from time to time.

I am amazed at how fast they are being downloaded.  Not just games, but a lot of dlc content... bought at free.  More, it is pulling three games down at a time!  Wow.  The longest "game" was actually three games, at 85 gb, it took around an hour?  But, as mentioned, that was a trilogy of relatively modern games, and probably each game was bigger than almost any other single game.  So, that's... not fair.

Masculinity.

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What it is, what women think it is or want it to be, what men want it to be?  It... is what it is.  I have been thinking about it, as I have been... doing guy things lately.

Sure, gaming.  But... even a girl can game.  Mostly.  No, it was in fixing my rig, adding components inside and out, and planning to do more.  Not just... or even... making it mine, but improving it as a tool.  Last night I tore it down, partly.  Adjusted the hard drive, looked up material on what I was doing, and what the problem might be, and came across more material proving pertinent to the project at hand.  Even... implementing it.  Through a wall of data that was nearly incomprehensively large and complex.

I realized, as I was doing that, a bit about manhood.  And... why women can't raise men.  Not on their own.  They can get us through potty training, past weening from bottle or better breast, teach us to talk, communicate, and do all sorts of early stage adjusting.  But, once we are past being boys, a woman... hasn't a clue.

Oh, ouch.

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The legs, they hurt.  Between bending, flexing, kneeling, and walking yesterday, plus encouraging a lot of water out of them, they are achy, bitchy.  Not to the noodle stage, but it wouldn't take much to get them there.  So, today is more of a light day.  A load of laundry, if there is that.  Perhaps some sweeping, in prep for mopping tomorrow?  Bathroom, hallways, kitchen?

Else?  A shower a bit later?  Not a whole lot else.  I don't want to be completely idle, but I will have limits today, too.

Some sort of dehydration neck pains.  If you have ever had those, knowingly, you know exactly what I am talking about.  It basically hurts along the sinews going up the neck.  More or less, or something like that.  Is it the sinews?  Or the arteries?  I can't say.  I know when doctors used to look at me, my neck, and certain bulges. would be viewed on it, or the lack of them.  Having to do, I think, with the water pills?  I thought so.

Just... a bit more to me.

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The tools arrived, security drivers, mini ones.  And, I got to it at once.  They weren't needed where I thought they would be.  But they were needed in the more critical place.  I pulled the hard drive, and put it back.  I then went online, to look up what to do about a dead hard drive.

While looking over all the technicals, of what to do and how to do it, I saw a way to put the hard drive in safe mode.  A... back door, to reset things.  I tried that, and it worked, the machine is back.  I am not sure if I needed to pull, and reseat, the hard drive or if just starting it in safe mode would have been enough.  Either way, I learned some things, and fixed it... without breaking it in new or different ways.  Not... bad.

I then had to play.  I have been missing gaming.  Sure got a lot done today.  But am absolutely bushed, my legs are killing me, muscles in the weirdest places hurt, tense, sore generally, and happy about it.  Not... bad.  Not bad at all.  But it is 22:47 and I am absolutely crashing.  It's down to 63, outside, already.  Should be cool enough for sleeping.

Heck of a day.

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Got a lot done.  All the dishes which were set up have been run through, dried, air dried, and I think they have all been put up.  I only have a few more loads, maybe tomorrow.  The shower was good, and dried off well enough to put on compression socks.  My feet were brutal.  Getting the socks on, then socks over those, then boots over all?  Was one of the more painful things I have done in a while.  But had to get out.

No one was in the meat department.  But, one of the young ladies up front helped me out.  Beautiful.  I got salad, and some fresh oil.  Needed to get cultured buttercream, but that didn't work out.  Forgot.  I'll make a pint of mayo tomorrow.  And, perhaps if I can make it to church Saturday, I'll pick up buttercream.  Make some creme fraiche with that.  Best to make that in smaller lots, and use it quickly I have found.  It doesn't go bad, but it does fail texturally.  A week, for that, tops.  Mayo lasts a bit longer, if you add kefir... which I do.  Nothing helps the creme fraiche.  It just doesn't hold together for more than a few days to a week.

Beside all the work earlier, and the shower, plus the drive to town and bringing home the... t-bones, when I got home I wasn't finished.  I had to go through the freezer and remove a lot of stuff.  Ice packs, frozen water bottles for when I had rabbits, and some things which were just too old.  Four typical sized kitchen trash bags, by size.  But had to use contractor bags.  The regular kitchen bags wouldn't have held up.  And they weighed a ton... it seemed.

A very good day.

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Not done, mind you.  But nearly.  After opening and clearing the drain, and cleaning up that whole area, save the floor and under the sink... if that is on the way... I got on to other things.  At least, with under the sink, I was smart enough to remove everything.  Ugh.  Nasty.  The mess would have been much worse.  I pretty much threw away everything involved or contaminated by the sludge gunk.

Then I cleaned myself up.  With the gloves, it was more a feeling thing, than a real need.  But clean I did.  Hands, arms, and, yes, that... felt much better.  I also set up the diffuser, plus had the windows open as late as possible.  Leaving the front door open until just a bit later.  Fresh air, after such a task, is a Godgift.

After that, on to dishes.  Everything got a fresh wash.  That which was ready was hand dried and put out to air dry.  All the silverware, the first batch of big and smaller jars, soup bowls which had been languishing but came remarkably clean for having had cheese used in the soups. Very good.  I got all but the most resent set of jars, and a few pots, cleaned, rinsed, dried, and set out to air dry.

In frustration...

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Not sure what to do, I finished clearing the freezertop.  Then cleaning it.  I did the dishes, all put back in the tub after the first cleaning.  Adding several more jars... from the emptied bad kefir to the bad mayo to the emptied kombucha jug, into a new wash bit of it's own.  So as not to contaminate the most clean dishes otherwise.  Though there was no room anyway.

Frustrated.  Not sure what to do.  So, I... decided to remove the elbow.  The blockage could have been there.  Doubtful, but who ever knows.  As I was removing the trap, part of the piping connected to the sink came undone, and spilled exactly where I didn't have anything to catch it.  I caught it quickly, and shut that back off.  Oh well.  Then I went back to removing the u-trap.  To my surprise, it was the trap.

A start.

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I hit dishes, dug right in.  Everything got at least a first wash.  Some had been washed well already.  Then I moved things out.  Deciding what to do next, with those, and else.

With those sort of at least out of the way, I went looking for a bucket for under the sink.  To catch the nasty water.  The trash can I meant to use, a small bathroom one, didn't fit as planned.  A five gallon bucket, while just as tall, wasn't as wide, so did fit.  I double bagged that and put it under where I was going to open it up.  

Putting gloves on first, I opened up the pipe.  Some fluid came out.  I had let it evaporate so there was little in the sink.  More because I wasn't able to get to it sooner.  Then I went looking for the pipe snake.  My friend, last time he was helping me, brought one.  But it broke.  I had one, so we used mine.

Dropped just a bit.

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From 52, to 50, now finally to 49.  Not much of a drop.  Enough of one that, with a few fans working, the house can be cooled a bit.  As well, it went from mostly partly cloudy to partly cloudy, and may be clear by sun climbing just a bit?  Or... not.  It's been strange around here, these days.  Sort of strange, that the temps held so warm until pretty much right before dawn.  Which is partly why sleep sucked last night.  It was 70, up there, near me.  And... humid, I think.

Brushing my teeth regularly, if just twice instead of three times a day.  For what it matter.  Even with the ketosis hits, I think I just pop back into ketosis before blood sugar would suggest it.  Usually ketosis tracks with blood sugar, say a day to week behind, depending on how well I do.  However, if I have been in really solid ketosis for a while, a little... or huge... or multiple but short term... mistakes either won't kick me fully out of ketosis, or I will get right back to it.

How do I know?  Breath.  Keto breath.  Look it up.  So, yes.  I either didn't get kicked out, or am already back to it.  Eating less, eating mostly meat, eating within an intermittent fasting window, it all adds up to a strong ketosis and a very strong rebound, return, should I fall out for a bit.  The thing about popping in and out, or hovering near ketosis, is that I never quite fully escape the keto 'flu' issues.

Awake, a bit early.

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What time did I go to bed?  19:00?  21:00?  I would guess closer to the latter.  Up at 3:30.  I had to fight to stay in bed for the last hour.  Just couldn't keep to it.  An alarm, on the stove, set.  I'll feed Sassy at around five.  Water for the french press is heating.  Probably hot enough.  I... am blogging, and a bit tired... for not being able to sleep longer?  Bleh.

It is 52 outside.  With windows open and fans going, it is 68~69 in here.  So... yes, summer is kicking off.  I am never ready for it.  But it is a softer start than even the last few years.  Both later, and easier, so far.  But the days are getting to the 80s.  And, possibly, with more heat to come, sooner or later.  Probably sooner.  I can't complain.

Will I anyway?  Not really.  I just realize I am... in some sort of trouble.  When the cool is too cool, moderate isn't "enough", and heat is too hot?  The... problem isn't the weather.  It's me, or my health.  I am in some sort of funk, again.  Worse than before?  As I have mentioned, I doubt that it is worse, it is more that I am more aware?  Right.

At a time, I could simply sleep through these bad periods.  Did sleep, for nearly months at a time.  Waking every few weeks to even as little as once a month, in order to feed.  I probably woke more often, to pee, and drink.  But, really, sleeping for days straight wasn't at all unusual.  And, often, I wouldn't remember getting up.  So don't know just how long I could, or did, sleep at a time.

And, even more recently, while I stopped being able to sleep through the rough patches, I did... forget.  I was aware, within small bubbles of time and space.  I would remember a day, while in it, mostly.  But my memory couldn't count, or account, for other days or weeks or months in the series.

Now?  For good or ill, I am aware that I am not functioning.  Oh, but... no pain?  Very... strange.  Well, other than the heart being squeezed like an overripe plum in the hands of one with an iron grip.  But, that has been how things have been for decades.  Nothing new there.  What is new is that my kidneys, liver, and other organs, aren't feeling they are on the verge of failure.  Not sure if medicine was causing that, or if the medicine fixed something enough that that doesn't happen anymore.  I simply don't know.  Though... I don't think medicine will ever fix anything.

At the very least, in these times, medicine doesn't seem meant to be a cure.  Heck, I think most are aimed at either causing eventual death... after the proper amount of milking of the victim... or will cause other issues, which can also be "treated".  Which combined will lead to death.  Then again?  Everything, in this timeline, leads to death.  I'm just not sure if medicine is meant to extend, or diminish, that line.  If I would guess you have to be wealthy as Jagger, or the ten heart replacement Rothchild, or Henry Kissinger type of rich to be kept alive at all costs.

Then again?  While I don't want to be put down, I also don't want to try to live forever.  My guess is, those people have something to... fear... hereafter.  And they damned well know it.  Can't be sure, but it seems that atheists, and a few other various sorts, terribly fear the grave.

As with many things, I simply want the... econo path, not the end path, not the reaching for forever path.  Then again, I suppose I have it.  The only good medicine, for the poor, today, is no medicine.  Or... almost none.  I... have some things, for some things.  I pick and choose from what is available myself.  It's... what remains to me.

The medical that was available, until the mask mandate, wanted me to be involved with an audio townhall type meeting?  No, they don't treat me anymore.  We don't really have any association.  They are woke, and still on "teh stupid" of covid.  No, we don't have anything to discuss.  I have learned that every time I talk to these cocksuckers, I get in some sort of trouble.  So I won't even mention their name, these days.  Just... no.  I won't talk to them, either.  Privately, publicly, on the phone, in a paper form.  They track, store, and either ignore, or attack, any who don't like what they are doing.  I... have no time or reason to be involved with them.  Though, from the sound of it, participation rates have plummeted, so now they want us back.  But won't change why we don't go.  I'm... not the only one.

Today?  Dishes, the drain?  Maybe, with the game out of commission, for the moment at least, and being brought up to some speed by gaming, maybe I can get some work done?  While I am doing better, it has only been to the level of gaming... not really working... recently.  I really am in a ditch, sort of gasping for air.  I'll see.

Oh, when I dropped the ps4?  I dropped it on my foot, big toe.  I was sure it would bleed like a pig stuck, but, no.  It did shove some skin, but didn't cut?  Very odd.  Or, more, shove cuticle material.  And, it hurt at the moment.  I was sure, this morning, I'd have a tom thumb of a big toe... swollen, black, etc.  Nope.  It... is fine.  Doesn't hurt, isn't swollen, and never bled.  Very... odd.  God seems to love fools.

Oh, and blood sugar came down to a reasonable number, after two kombuchas yesterday, and the very high numbers I was getting.  I still feel hot, in part I think from the sugars of that still coursing through my veins.  I'm telling you, sugar and it's like is as addictive as any narcotic, it just isn't as lethally toxic as quickly.

Oddly, blood sugar is lower this morning than the last three mornings!  Not great, at 228, but better than the days after sweet corn, and much lower than a few hours after drinking (the first bottle) of kombucha.  Just meet, today, mostly.  And through the week.  On to the morning.

No kombucha.

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I just went ahead and finished off the other bottle.  The stuff is extremely hard on my blood sugar.  It went from 185 to 246?  That was a double ferment, given extra time both in the first and second fermentation.  No, that just won't work.  It was tasty, but it is pretty much just soda.  Argue as you like, if you have diabetes, stay away or take your health issues.  Too bad, sounded interesting.  Not everything pans out.

While tinkering with the ps4, I dropped it.  Rare, that I do such things.  But, so it went.  Now it won't connect to the harddrive, which either means it undongled, or it died.  I'm waiting on tools to find out.  Can't buy new ps4s, so it would have to be a ps5.  Must admit, the games out pretty much suck.  But, I do have games that where... being offered on ps4 because they botched the ps5 output so badly.  Those games will go straight on up to ps5.  And, some ps4 games are straight up forward compatible.  Some, but not all?  I'll... find out shortly.  Not an expenditure I was looking forward toward, but... perhaps it will work out.  It would be a better gaming rig... for a while.

I looked for my own tools.  Can't find them.  Having to borrow those.  So, I won't even have the tools until tomorrow, around bedtime.  So I won't know about the old machine until... Friday?  At best.  Ugh.  So things go.

I'll have steak.  That'll be good.  No cod, but from some places, it just isn't worth it.

The temp outdoors is being weird.  It dropped from 80 to 66, then rose a degree.  Doesn't seem much, but... it's... odd.  I checked again, just now, and hour after it rose to 67.  It's... still 67.  It cleared off, mostly.  Just 30% overcast?  Or so.  Down form 90% plus, when it was 80.  Ha.  Funny things, these, sometimes.  Should be cool enough for sleeping, with a fan, or two, going.  Trying to use minimum electric.  I'll keep a fan or two going downstairs as well.

I thought about having another can of kippers.  But, after last night?  No!  No, I think not.  I am hungry.  Hmm, perhaps some that beef, I had thought a whole roast?  Sure.  That, and maybe some peas, or some other veggie?  Let the veggies steam the beef as they heat?  Sounds good.  And a vinegar tonic, to try to handle the kombucha.  Too bad about that, it was... sort of fun.  Hippies don't get it right all the time, probably not often.  But... it's not about that, for them?  Meh, okay.

On to... something.  Ah, food.

While looking through the flier...

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I get them sent to my email.  Well, the store which will do it.  The other one?  I have signed up a few times, still no flier.  Flier?  Flyer?  Flyer.  Anyway...  While looking in it, I saw wild caught cod, for $9.99?  Crazy, right?  But, then, t-bone, also for $9.99?  Absolutely crazy.  But, I'll take it.  So I ordered a decent amount of each.  And, with the in-store card, given in lieu of direct cash repayment, for eighteen pounds of good stuff, I will pay less than $100 of my precious, and rarified, coin.  Chaching.  

Yes, I... am eating, mostly, just meat these days.  And, so far, it is easier.  Plus, it isn't just pork.  Burned out on pork a bit ago.  May... try to add some back in, and chicken too.  I'll look over chicken thighs, and drummies, while there.  Hmm... should see what I have in the freezer first.  I hadn't been eating fish, because wild caught was just so... expensive!  Hmm, I didn't check where it was from.  If from China, you... don't get what is advertised.  Ackh.  Let me call and check.

Up at about 4:30.

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Nothing fancy.  Ended up going to be a bit earlier, a bit before 19:00.  Which... was a good thing.  Electricity went out and there was little draw or pull to do anything else.

It got up to 80, ~27 C, again, yesterday.  Two days in a row.  Not a bad thing, this time of year.  And, so far, that doesn't feel too horrible.  But, in the afternoon, we had a windstorm drive through.  Dropped the temp to 68 in very short order.  Just a little reprieve though.  As shortly after, I believe the temp again climbed back to 80, but then started falling almost as soon as it got warmed again.  A weird day.

It is 51 this morning.  Though it may yet drop a few or a lot of degrees.  I'll check in an hour or two.  Usually truly is the coldest right before dawn.  Not always, but... what... 60 to 70 percent of the time?  Something like that, at least here.  Birds are really singing out there.

About to sleep.

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Almost twenty hundred.  Hoping it is cool enough upstairs.  It got to 80 outside, if is still now only 75 near the computer, more like 72 to 73 elsewhere.  It was down to 75 and hour ago, outside.

I finally remembered and tried some of the corn on the cob I put up.  It was just in too long.  I suppose one could eat it.  I did eat it.  But, I would have to be rather desperate to eat it.  Oh well.  I'll try it, again, this year.  Though, hopefully, will parboil it, before freezing it.  Then, eating it through the winter.

Failures will either get you to quit of something, or improve.  I am hoping to improve.  How long did it take me to get kefir right?  A long, darned, time.  Whether I have secured a future in it is another thing.  Two of my fermenting kefir jars are smelling... off.  So I will be exchanging those out, and pulling frozen kefir grains from previously, to restart them.  I'll have to purchase storebought milk to do so, but... okay.  One of them is still good, so I will use that one.  Though, perhaps, if there is enough grain mass in that one, I might be able to start two jars from it.  Will... have to see.

Awake at a good time.

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Not sure how long I can keep this newfound schedule.  Something is just really off.  I know, I get that way.  But this time seems different?  Or, as has been happening more often these days, I am more aware that things are off?  More awake, to see the failure, somehow?  I can't be sure, but... it could go either way.

The latter issue might be a better thing.  While it is terrible to realize you have failed, it is better to realize you have failed, than to just blithely blunder through it, without a clue.  I mean, I knew, but usually after I had returned to some level of health.  Months would go by, and I would have no idea that time had been lost until I was again able to be aware of time, days, months, and such.

Up at about 4:30.  Or, out of bed and downstairs by then.  I was mostly awake by about four.  I just... enjoyed a rare mellow morning.  Not out of need, or want.  Sleep was fantastic last night.  I forgot my watch downstairs on the charger base.  I knew it, but by the time I was up there, settled in, and realized it, I had no interest or ability to drag my body down the stairs.  I couldn't even sit up, which was my first impulse.  I was... done, for the day.  But, I don't need the watch and algorithms to tell me I had a very good sleep.