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Reset Forty-Nine, Day Four Hundred-Six
Jul. 6th, 2024 05:20 amAll the mew pipes are in, but Friday the plumbers ran out of time to make the final connections, test everything and turn the hot water back on, and now the weekend is here so they won't be back to finish until Monday. I thought about telling them I'd be dead by Monday, but didn't. If it turns out I am dead by Monday I'll have no regrets, because I'll be dead. Regrets are for the living. Right now I regret that, being so exhausted from lack of sleep and the chaos of plumbers doing stuff in the apartment all day, I went to sleep not long after they left and slept until long after midnight.
That means I missed a chance to get the windows open and the fan on, and now the night is pretty much over and for some reason it's already getting hotter outside even though the sun isn't up yet, and the apartment is only 79 degrees, which is way too hot for comfortable sleeping. It's all WTF and why was I even born? Today is the day the forecast predicts a high of 115, and then a low of 78, and it won't be until early Monday morning that we'll get anything remotely resembling any kind of natural relief (a low of 70), and that's when the plumbers will be back, with coming and going and doors open and heat and flies.
Something else? Probably, but my brain is overheated and about to burn out altogether. I'm going to do some serious cooling with the air conditioner, then turn it off and try to et to sleep before the place heats back up, and then hope that I can stay asleep a long time. Dinner (sandwich) is not playing havoc with my guts today. A good thing. Yay good things. So rare anymore.
That means I missed a chance to get the windows open and the fan on, and now the night is pretty much over and for some reason it's already getting hotter outside even though the sun isn't up yet, and the apartment is only 79 degrees, which is way too hot for comfortable sleeping. It's all WTF and why was I even born? Today is the day the forecast predicts a high of 115, and then a low of 78, and it won't be until early Monday morning that we'll get anything remotely resembling any kind of natural relief (a low of 70), and that's when the plumbers will be back, with coming and going and doors open and heat and flies.
Something else? Probably, but my brain is overheated and about to burn out altogether. I'm going to do some serious cooling with the air conditioner, then turn it off and try to et to sleep before the place heats back up, and then hope that I can stay asleep a long time. Dinner (sandwich) is not playing havoc with my guts today. A good thing. Yay good things. So rare anymore.
