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51/19: Heating
Oct. 1st, 2024 10:17 amJust can't stay focused anymore. Monday evening I was going to check my bandwidth usage on my phone but forgot until after midnight, by which time it had rolled over, so now it's something like three months in a row that I have no figures on how much I'm using. I'm not near the limits, so it's not that big a deal, but I still like to keep track. It has crept up steadily ever since I started using the service, doubling between 2019 and last year. As I'm not spending more time on the Intarwebz it has to be forced video (mostly ads) and crap like that adding the extra bandwidth consumption. There might be a way to check back on usage during previous months but if so I 've never found it. But then I'm a dumb old guy, so no surprise there. I'll try to remember to do it at the end of this month.
The rising heat is bringing rising fan usage, and the drone of the fan is tiresome, so I don't sleep as well. Monday night after I turned the fan on and opened the windows, I started to smell fish, and I never figured out where it was coming from. It was quite strong at first, and very annoying, but slowly diminished. Or maybe I just got used to it. I don't smell it now, but then the fan has been off and the windows closed since about half past nine this morning.
What I have right now is some acid indigestion. I had a decent sized meal Monday night but suffered no problems until after having a donut and then a too-sweet little cake this morning. It must have been either one of those or the combination of those or the tea or the coffee I had with them. Other days these same things have had no effect, so it's not really predictable. It's distressing that I am thus unable to take precautions against it. I still have some antacids on hand, but am running low. Another thing to remember. Aging bites.
Because of the acid I think I'll skip lunch today and just go straight to a nap. The afternoon naps are getting pretty long, but the nocturnal sleep isn't getting any shorter. I should be accustomed to sleep irregularities after enduring them for so many years, but they still irritate me. I'm not sure what I'll do for dinner, I really don't even want to think about it. It's going to be pretty hot when I wake up, and stay that way well into the evening, but I don't want to think about that either. Come to think, I really don't ant to think at all. I think I'll just put on my metaphorical doping off cap and flop onto the bed. It's too hot already for covers.
The rising heat is bringing rising fan usage, and the drone of the fan is tiresome, so I don't sleep as well. Monday night after I turned the fan on and opened the windows, I started to smell fish, and I never figured out where it was coming from. It was quite strong at first, and very annoying, but slowly diminished. Or maybe I just got used to it. I don't smell it now, but then the fan has been off and the windows closed since about half past nine this morning.
What I have right now is some acid indigestion. I had a decent sized meal Monday night but suffered no problems until after having a donut and then a too-sweet little cake this morning. It must have been either one of those or the combination of those or the tea or the coffee I had with them. Other days these same things have had no effect, so it's not really predictable. It's distressing that I am thus unable to take precautions against it. I still have some antacids on hand, but am running low. Another thing to remember. Aging bites.
Because of the acid I think I'll skip lunch today and just go straight to a nap. The afternoon naps are getting pretty long, but the nocturnal sleep isn't getting any shorter. I should be accustomed to sleep irregularities after enduring them for so many years, but they still irritate me. I'm not sure what I'll do for dinner, I really don't even want to think about it. It's going to be pretty hot when I wake up, and stay that way well into the evening, but I don't want to think about that either. Come to think, I really don't ant to think at all. I think I'll just put on my metaphorical doping off cap and flop onto the bed. It's too hot already for covers.
