Spent much of yesterday just enjoying the holiday.  Cooked 2 racks of ribs on my new grill, my landlords had some friends over that I now know so we sat around and talked for several hours after eating until it got to dusk. We then proceeded to set off a large amount of various types of fireworks.  That was my day yesterday, I didn't really do much of anything else, I didn't feel like it.  Going to work this morning was a chore, anything over the normal 2 day weekend makes it harder incrementally to go back to work, especially in the toxic environment I am now working in.

My coworker driver said he is considering driving a garbage truck, that they actually make decent money and have great benefits. Yeah, I replied, but you have to sit there and smell that smell, allllll day long.  I guess after a while you might get used to it, but it would take me some time to get used to that kind of smell.  He wants out of there, is his point and he doesn't care what he takes as long as the pay is decent.  He also wants to move over here to the town I am in or another, larger town 25 miles to the west of me. I agree, I am not a fan of Louisiana.  I filled out a couple of applications this weekend, just going to keep submitting them. Sooner or later something is going to break.

On that front, my coworker told me he walked into the office building on Friday and overheard a conversation:  "He's just bulls*******, he isn't going to leave".  The new manager and the warehouse dude were having a discussion that I doubt they wanted anyone else to hear.  They talk a lot of crap behind people's backs, not just me.  I shrug it off, I don't really care what they think. They have no idea what my plan is because I haven't told them and have  no inclination or reason to.  If/when I find a good enough, local job, I'm going to take it.  Would it even be prudent for me to tell them that? No.  I might just get an invitation to leave, considering the new manager's rant last week.

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That was 4 days ago.  It wasn't a particularly wonderful week at work.  But, just for context, it definitely isn't just me.  An inside salesman approached me on Wednesday - I was sent out on a late run and got back long after everyone was gone - excepting him.  The discussion went immediately to the new manager.  This guy had not finished receiving everything from the day before and that morning, the new manager reamed him a new one.  He said the manager used the F bomb at least 20 times.  I'll tell you right now, that new manager konws a helluva lot better than to use that kind of language with me.  I'll call his boss right there, in the room and if that doesn't do anything I'll call corporate, yes, right there, while it's happening.

What's the problem? Well, the other inside salesman is on extended leave because of surgery and so all of his duties have been dumped onto this other inside salesman plus his normal, daily duties. But, this new manager is an idiot.  I can't say much else about him besides other, foul adjectives that I won't go into here.  He's too stupid to understand that one man can't reasonably be expected to take on the duties of 2 people that are working all day long, every day, at full speed.  He's an arrogant, stupid, stuck up, bull headed, thin-skinned - well the list goes on.

Anyway, my coworker has likely landed a job at HD Supply.  He's sick of our company and is attempting to move on.  I'm still waiting for the "perfect" job, which simply means steady hours, good pay and a no or little drama manager and environment.  And decent benefits.  Plenty of companies that have that, just have to find one with an opening.

Weekend here, landlord's mother and grandma are here visiting for a couple of days.  It's going to be much more difficult for them to visit once the landlords move ot Georgia, much further away.  It's not too bad a drive from Oklahoma right now so they are making some visits before the move.  I've found a renter for one of the rooms at the price I am asking, just need to find another renter and it's a done deal.

Well, I called my dad and wished him a Happy Father's Day! He sounded good, we had a good conversation.  We laughed and joked and talked a little politics and God and such - and then the call was over.  The hard part is realizing that this conversation that took place 20 minutes ago? He has already forgotten about.  I think I'm going to call him once a week instead of every couple of weeks just to hear his voice before whatever happens with him - happens.

I got full blown into the problems with this Jeep today.  Apparently computer problems are a constant factor if/when people have problems with them.  I was going to buy a used one out of a wrecked vehicle - and then started reading the problems people have with used AND remanufactured.  It's a $50 gamble to buy the computer from the wrecked Jeep.  At least you have an idea that the thing must have been working before it crashed - otherwise it wouldn't have been on the road, right? But it sounds like a nightmare some of what people have gone through with those things.  A few people suggessted to posters on forums to get the thing running and get rid of it.  I'm just sitting here considering my next step with it.

Meanwhile, my landloards are definitely moving.  They  just don't know where, yet, the company hasn't made those decisions yet.  But, it means a lot is going to change around here for me and I'm going to be smack dab back in the middle of room rentals again.  I really wish they had a 4th bedroom in here, it would make paying for the house much easier for I could charge less and not have to try to lure a limited market into a rather expensive room.  Lots to think about there and lots of work to do around here to spruce the place up.

But, the humidity and heat have hit full blown and it's unbelievable.  I don't envy people in AZ right now having to endure 119 degree heat but the humidity here takes a while to get used to.  I have a bit of a break tomorrow morning at work, the truck is loaded and ready to go and it's about a 7 hour round trip run.  That makes Monday morning much easier to deal with.

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Above written last week. Haven't felt much like writing, plus I've gotten heavily involved in a political debate forum.  But, I think I'll take a couple days off of that stuff, it starts to get = aggravating? = unnerving perhaps, seeing the views of people from all sides.  I mean, viewpoints that you - or I anyway - would never expect to even exist in a "civilized" society.  You read these people and come to understand that they actually believe what the are saying.  And then you come to concllusion that if enough people thought that way, our nation would be screwed. As it stands, Trump isn't doing so well in the polls, but then again, I don't give polls a high level of creedence.  I look at them, yes, but I have always had trouble understanding how they could use 1,000 people in a "scientific poll" and then say that that represents the views of hundreds of millions of people......

I finally broke down and bought a grill.  I've been wanting one for quite a long time.  What am I working for if I can't enjoy a few extras in life?  $200 plus propane cylinder, we put it together yesterday.  Because of "bad" instructions, they only have picture instructions with no words so if you have a question, well, you're on your own, put it together and then? Take it back apart because it wasn't supposed to go together that way even though the instructions appeared to show it a different way. Is this the product of an illiterate society? That can't even read a set of instructions so make it all pictures like a picture book in kindergarten? Just curious.

At least all the parts were there, nothing missing.  Couldn't fire it up, though, new cylinder arrives Tuesday.  Though, I could have bought on locallly for the same price and I probably should have just done that.

On the news front, my landlady showed me a pic yesterday on her phone.  It was of a pregnancy test show plus for yes, she is pregnant!  Yay! Told them they need to do it and get it over with.  Not that they were listening to me, lol, but I always thought it better to have siblings closer together in age.  Perfect time for it. Summer just starting, she'll be into the heaver part of it during the winter months and having the baby before next summer.  Only drawback is they are moving.

Which is the other "news" though I have already written about it.  They haven't got their marching orders yet - ie: where they have to move to. I've received several hits on the rooms and some good sounding prospective tenants.  But I don't know if they can wait that long.  It's gonna be a while longer before they get out of here.

Of course, everything that occurs has ripple effects.  Such as them taking their animals out of here.  I can't have Addler in the back yard, alone all day long while I'm at work.  I hate to get another dog but I just don't like the idea of him being along for extended periods of time.  He's a very social dog and I suspect if left under those conditions he would start trying to get out of the yard.  Cross that bridge when I get to it I guess. I don't want another Dane, I don't think anyway, 2 of them would cost a fairly hefty food bill, though I've had 3 of them in the past.  I fed them cheaper dog food.

The upkeep of the house will fall squarely on me, plus making sure the tenants are "good neighbors" and not creating problems in the neighborhood.  Plus the basic rules I impose on tenants - this is stuff that people shouldn't have to be told to do, but in my experience, some of them have to be told anyway.  Electricity consumption and cleanliness being the top 2 on the list of things that some people have to be informed of. Especially when considering a one payment for everything type of situation where some people are tempted to abuse it.

Other than that, I had KAG contact me yesterday.  They are interested in having me come to work for them. The lady said she thought there was a local job available in Shreveport and after a conversation about it, she hung up and then called me back several hours later.  No, she said, I contacted them and found that the only thing available is a regional run. Out 1 to 2 nights and back. Nice, I thouught, too bad this situation here, I could deal with that.

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It escaped me that this weekend is the 4th of July weekend, meaning an extended holiday with 3 days off.  Which will fly by quickly but I'll take it over nothing.  I'm undetermined whether to do nothing and enjoy the time off or fly through some projects and get some stuff done.  Well who knows, I'll decide that then.

Well it came to light today that they are moving. No, it was last night.  I asked cause' there was some talk that was a bit unsettling.  I'm not really wanting them to take off, not that they have a choice.  His dad showed up and that is where 2 plus 2 still equals 4.  I'ma need your help tomorrow moving that motorcycle.  I haven't ever seen the thing, but it's in a shed out back that is locked up.  I saw it today though, lol.

I got into this discussion with the landlord's dad today. It's a 1975 Harley Davidson something or other, not really up on Harleys. .  It had been sitting on a special motorcycle jack for a few years.  It was frozen and wouldn't let down, the jack that is, hydraulics.  They went back and forth about this for quite a while and I got tired of it.  I want done with this, get it off the jack, get it on the floor, get it out of the shed and onto the concrete and then we can move on.  How heavy is this thing? I asked.  It's too heavy to lift.

I've heard this too many times in my life.  I'ma lift this thing up, the front wheel will hit the floor, pull it out when the motorcycle clears the jack.  I wasn't prepared for the weight of it, though.  I got the thing up but the dad didn't pull the damned thing out from underneath. I can't just hold it up indefinitely so I let it back down.  We tried this again.  I lift the thing up, the dude is older, much older, he just doesn't have the umph to move heavy stuff. I ain't holding it against him, but please move so your son can get it out of there, cause' I can tell you right now, that jack doesn't weigh anything even remotely close to this motorcycle.

The thing was deceptive in appearance. Didn't look that heavy.  I don't know what it weighed  but the first try I slightly pulled a lower side back muscle.  Nothing severe at all, but the second try I was in position, the third try, I had to give directions.  When I lift this up, pull it out! Please!!!  After finally getting the thing on the floor, it was getting it out of there.  I pulled that freaking thing but it was giving far too much resistance. When we got it down on the concrete, and pushing the issue cause pushing it up onto the trailer like that wasn't exactly anything I was interested in, he had  the thing in 1st gear.

But this just created a new situation in my life. I don't even know how this is going to go down, they don't know where they are being sent off to yet.  Which is not my concern, the concern is having to move all of my stuff out of this room and into a smaller room so that this room can be rented at a higher rate.  Guaranteed that smaller room won't pan out for as much needed to keep this place afloat.  I don't feel obliged to do this, but I don't mind either.  It's like my house in Phoenix.  I own it but I am not running it. So, they get a lot of leeway to do whatever they need to do as long as the rooms stay rented.

Really.  Just the idea of making friends with people and they are gone.  I'm so tired of life going this way.  It's been happening as far back as I can remember, even in single digit age, several times over just in that era.  I'm going to get to know this person or those people and then they are going to disappear?  Well but they do have a goal of coming back after he has been with that company for 18 months he can come to Texas and work locally.  They are from here, they don't want to lose their house.

Okay.  Nothing new under the sun.  Accept it, deal with it, move on.

Just got off the phone with a rather extensive discussion with mom about the group text message chaos where my middle brother literally blew up.  I mean, he went nuts, lost control of his temper, made all kinds of threats of physical harm against me and basically made himself look like a total a-hole.

That group text has all but been ghost-towned. My mother is still posting in it and I will say something just to try to keep it going, but my middle brother went on a 2 day rampage on there and then said goodbye and hasn't posted anything since.  He also hasn't spoken with mother since. I don't care one way or the other what he thinks about me, but give it a rest.  My mother is the nicest person you will ever meet. When it comes to us 3 boys, she treats it completely equitably, fair and no favoritism shown towards any of us.  She does this on purpose, of course and I agree with it.

Anyway, I braved the waters to call her today and find out what's going on, how she felt about it.  I mean, I have no clue, really.  She didn't go "off" on my brother, but she definitely said he had lost control of himself and that I wasn't wrong to stand my ground in declaring his apology - not an apology at all.  He said he was sorry I felt threatened, not, I am sorry I threatened you.  The texts are unbelievable, rambling and go on for 2 days.  I thought my brother had gotten over his anger issues, my mother corrected me about that today.

She also said this is an issue both of my brothers have been bringing up since I was 5 years old.  What? I didn't understand what she was referring to.  Well, she said, you were extremely sick when you were young and almost died X number of times and you were a full time project, I had no choice.  True.  I had asthma attacks that almost took my life on numerous occasions. We didn't have all of this stuff there is nowadays to deal with it.  I remember counting up to 90 seconds not being able to take a breath.  Try waking up in the middle of the night with that going on in your body and coming to realize it out of dreamland.

So now, I have a bit better understanding of their  resentment.  I thought their beef was against dad, now I am finding out it is against both my parents and me, for having to take up all of - her time - dad wasn't around much - in dealing with my asthma and allergy issues.  I was allergic to dairy and chocolate and whatever else I can't remember plus I had asthma attacks that were brutal and whenever sickness hit me it was far worse on my system with everything else than what occurs in most people.

But now, I realize I am allegedly the spoiled child.  Yet, my mom has always told me: You'll figure it out, you always do.  I don't ask her for anything.  I have never asked my brothers for anything, either.  If I have a serious issue, I do not even think about asking family for anything.  It's just not an option. My dad has helped me out in the past, but again, I didn't ask for it or even allude to it.  If life goes to hell, then to hell it goes.  Nothing I believe for but bad things happen.

Well whatever.  My brother's rantings sealed the deal.  We will never be a family.  It just isn't going to happen.  Or, if it does, it's a miracle of God and nothing else.  I have doubts that I will ever see him again.  I have been dealing with this all of my life, it doesn't have the impact that perhaps it would when someone gets that revelation the first time.  I am used to it, it isn't going away, I still would like to see it happen, but my hope for it to happen in real life is gone.

Mother wants me to come visit, I need to do that so I am going to try to figure out the best time and the cheapest route to do it.  I know the cheapest way there is to drive to dallas and get on a Southwest flight.  But there is gas to get there and back, parking for the car while I'm gone, transportation toa nd from PHX, spending money, trying to get down to see dad if possible, seeing my son, friends and visiting my house.  I'm going to have to take a week off and do this.

Well whatever. I'll figure that out, I just want to get some other things out of the way first.  Plus she's up in the moutains all the time  during the summer so a visit would have to correspond with her being in the valley.  I dunno, but I wouldn't mind spending another night in my trialer up there.  It's so peaceful and serene.  It's a getaway from the noise and confusion of "real life".

Per the Jeep, I was informed that the computer had been "repaired" once before.  Who repairs a computer in a car?  I've never even heard of that, you just replace the computer.  Now I am reconsidering my decision to have it towed. Perhaps the $75 spend on a replacement computer is a good gamble.  I've got 2 considerations pointing towards the computer, though not defnitive.  Still.

I'll decide that this week.

Anyway, time for bed.

Well let's see.  My middle brother's blow-up this week.
I don't really want to even go into that.  Just unbelievable though.

Man coming over today to look at the Jeep.  I'm not going to do anything to it until I find out what's wrong with it. I mean by saying that in cleaning it up and changing the oil and all that. If it's an expensive repair, I may put it off.  Find out soon enough, the guy has the computer hookups to plug into it to find out what's going on with it.

My application was denied for LTC - License To Carry. Well, the statement in the letter was it is held up because....the class instructor forgot to date the paper next to his signature.  Further investigatin - which meant calling him and finding out what's going on - found out that he didn't date any of them.  He signed one of the,made copies of it and that was that.

Turns out this guy has made other mistakes in the past.  He's a bit older and usually has his wife helping him do the classes but that day we were there, she wasn't available.  Not the end of the world, I just dated it myself and told him what I put on there so he could put it on his copy of it and faxed it back to the TXDPS.  I'm sending it in the mail, too, just for good measure.  From the looks of the letter they sent me, though, that  is the only thing holding it up, otherwise good to go.  But, it could take - forever, lol for this to actually get worked out and get sent to me.

Now that California won a ruling from an appeals court on CHL's, apparently the masses are swarming the classes and subsequently swarming states processing centers with applications.  So, who knows when I will actually get the license.

As for my landlords, we are in limbo right now. We don't know what the answer is going to be from his employer as to whether they are going to move or not.  I ran an ad anyway to find out what kind of market there is here.  It's a bit pricey for the rooms at $500 - but that includes everything and the rooms have private bathrooms, which is really what people want.

I'm still reeling from the heat yesterday.  It was 97 degrees with similar humidity.  Just wasn't ready for that at all and I had to spend a good portion of the day outdooors.

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Dude came over to look at Jeep.  Checked the fuel pump, spark plugs and engine compression on all cylinders.  Compression good.  Started digging around and found that there is no igntion coming into the coil pack.  Well that will do it, lol.  He tried messing with some stuff but finally said he doesn't do electrical, that's out of his realm.  Which is fine, at least he admitted it instead of trying to buy stuff and try it out.  He did say it looks like all roads lead to the computer and that I could get one cheap if I wanted to try that out, but that's only  guess.  I did find computers on line relatively cheap.

But I've been down this road before.  Replace computer and sensors and all kinds of stuff and then find out after spending a lot of money it was the wiring harness that needed repaird.  That was with the car I gave to my son.  It worked for a long time after that, but the money spent on such an old car was hard to justify.  It was just that once I got into it, it was hard to just  say, well, I spent this money, it still isn't working, lets' try again and see if we can get it.

If I would have had the thing towed to an electrical shop to begin with, I would have saved a large sum of money.  The vehcile has a good body, a good engine and transmission, tires are good.  Interior is decent too.  It's in pretty good shape.  There is a shop in town that advertises it specailizes in electrical problems, I'm considering using some of my savings and having it towed there and get a definitive diagnostic.  I have already priced  new computers, up there in the $400 range but reconditioned, guaranteed ones are in the $200 range and junkyard versions that are also guaranteed start at $65 and go up.

Okay, well home alone tonight. Landlords were invited to a house warming party that apparently is really a heavy drinking affair.  Which is none of my concern, just that they aren't planning on coming home tonight.  Which is good if they are going to tie one on.  They found a sitter for the baby for the night as well.

Well that's it for now.  I have numeorous drafts - blog entries that I never finsihed or posted - that I want to clean up either discard or finish or merge together into one.

Saturday.  Didn't get out of bed until 9 am.  Just didn't feel like getting up. The 2 days I did work this week were pretty long days, yesterday I didn't get home until 7pm.

Lots of thinking going on here.  My thoughts are of being at a job for 10 years and in less than 2, my vacation hours go up even more, by another week's worth.  What am I going to to do, quit and start from the beginning at my age? By the time I get any vacation saved up again, I'll be thinking about retiring.  I mean, many places give you a week off after being there a year, but that's not really that much.  I've got 160 hours of vacation per year right now, not including personal time, floating holidays and sick days.  It will go up to 200 as of January 3, 2018.

It isn't stopping me from looking for another job, though.  I just wonder if it's worth it to quit and start all over again.  I dunno, but it looks like I can potentially expect around 90 hours per week. I only had 88 as of yesterday but that only because of this week with Memorial Day off and 2 more days of vacation time after that.

My attention went to cutting costs. Can I get a phone plan for cheaper?  Can I get a better plan for both internet and satellite or cable at my house in Phoenix?  My home modification is going through through the HARP or HAMP program, i don't really know which, I just applied through my mortgage company and they do all the work.  Very much in love with the idea of cutting my mortgage payment by almost $300 per month, plus the $86 per paycheck deduction for 401k loan is gone and I am not thinking about doing another one now unless there is some dire emergency.

There are other ways to cut costs, but some of it I am not interested in.  Would be really nice to get a president that would be interested in cutting taxes, I for one am sick of the amount of money being automatically taken out of paychecks for taxes going to what I know are a lot of programs I consider beyond the Constitutional authority of the Federal government.  I dont want this nation to turn into a giant version of Denmark, which is what Socialist propagists are always referring to.  They are heavily taxed, well above and beyond anything we are currently at now, but what we are at now I think is far too much.

So what do I do? Keep putting in applications as I find places to do it with and see what comes up.  That's it.  The problem is, I want to do some traveling and to be able to do that, well, obviously I need plenty of vacation time to do so.  At the same time, I need to be able to afford it.  Anyway, the idea has been floated by one of my cousins to have a cousin reuinion at her place in Brisbane.  I searched out airfare from DFW to Brisbane and the common price for economy was $1, 287 with tax.  There was one that was cheaper at $1,060.  It's quite a distance so I don't expect airfare to be less than a grand, but I am looking at all kinds of sites anyway just to see.  She provides housing and food. Yup, she already guaranteed that, no-one - nobody that's coming - will have to pay for food or housing while they are there.  Obviously that cuts costs substantially.  But on a trip like that, I would want at least $500 spending money.  To be able to see the sights, whatever the Brisbane area may have to offer.  I'm all for the reunion even though I know none of them.

I'm quite comfortable with the idea that if it turned into a  family disaster, I could find other things to do over there, of which I would search out well in advance anyway.  I've already responded to a group email after she posted a quite lengthy statement about our family, the fact that our paretns are not going to be around forever and emphasizing the fact that we are just out there, no one really communicates with each other.  She is proposing a March, 2018 reunion, plenty of time to save up.

I'm getting a huge break this month - mortgage is due  but I don't have to pay it.  New mortgage starts at the beginning of next month.  Due on or before the 1st.  I have to make that for 3 months in a row and then the modification is permanently approved.  No problem on making the payment.  Not a great loss on the 5 years lost either, not to me anyway, as I would be very old by the time it was paid off either way.  I dn't expect to keep it forever, in fact I just plan on keeping it as long as I have the couple there that will deal with it.  They like the arrangement and have been doing a good job at it - but - who knows.  I would like to hope they could stay there at least a few more years and I am going to give them another decrease to help with their being happy with the deal they are getting - and they are getting a good deal.

I also now have a 2001 Jeep Cherokee Sport.  For free.  It doesn't run. It has a new engine.  It's been sitting quite a while.  I am either going to try to find someone to come to the house that has the necessary computer equipment to diagnose it or I will have it towed to a shop.  I looked up Kelly blue book on it - $2,660 low end, almost $6,000 on the high end.  Body in good condition, the rear bumper is missing.  Good tires on it and the battery "was" brand new, but it's been sitting and the battery may be dead and if it is, it's likely going to have to be replaced. Putting my charger on it today to find out.  I don't remember the condition of the interior, going to check it out in a while.  It was free.  I even offered to buy it - they were going to sell it for $700 and then they decided that since I do all kinds of stuff around here - and the fact that they may be forced to move soon - they would give it to me.  It's a very nice gesture.  It used to run perfectly fine so I don't assume it's anything too expensive.  A computer sensor, perhaps, who knows.  I believe it's a 4 wheel drive.  It's not a gas friendly thing but at the same time, I would treat it as a recreational type of vehicle - or - I would sell or trade it for a pickup.  Again, not all news I have received as of lates has been all bad, just the bad stuff? Was really bad.

Well I'm off to the back yard to mow it and put the charger on the Jeep and get the battery recharged if possible.

I dunno. I just had the feeling when I wrote the last post that more was coming.  Things just seem to happen that way in life.  You get a period where you're getting all kinds of input and circumstances and situations going on all at once.

So, my dad has Alzheimer's, my uncle died this week and now I find out my other uncle had some kind of fall and has brain damage, which occurred a while back but I did not know about it and therefore, the reason he also fell off the map. This is basically all of my older generation family going down at the same time.  I don't understand that, I just know it happens.  Just like when you see a movie star die.  You can expect 2 more to die relatively soon after that.  Why? I don't know, it seems to always happen though.

That is a lot of stuff to take in.  But it definitely wasn't the end.  It was my son's birthday this week, my home modification is apparently coming through meaning an almost $300 per month reduction in mortgage rate and a 401k loan was paid off.  That's one week.  Okay, but I still  didn't figure this was over.  I just had that feeling, which I posted about in an earlier post this week.

And that extra thing occurred 30 minutes ago.  Ben, my landlady tells me (though I speak of them as landlords, they are actually friends now), we need to talk to you!  Man, I'm instantly thinking, what is this all about? I'm thinking all kinds of thoughts in computer speed fashion. Am I being thrown out? Do they have a problem with something I'm doing? I had no idea and I got an uneasy feeling, but only because I just didn't know what was about to come at me.

Well, we need to have some shots first, they stated. Shots of Captain Morgan's rum is what I'm referring to. Okayyyyy.  Well they have known about this for awhile apparently.  I am just finding this out today.  Which I can deal with, it's just this week has been a mountain full of stuff going on.  I sit down, brace myself for come-what-may and here we go.

Well, my work, the guy starts off with, gave us some information today.  In a nutshell without going into all of that, the market has slowed down in this area (ATT internet and now DirecTV installs, he is an installer that goes to people's homes).  There are 75 technicians, ATT says it needs to get rid of up to 40 of them.  You can stay, but your hours will likely be reduced, take an offer to move to a different job market or quit and find a new job.  Those were the options given to him.

Well, to all of them.  They are looking at moving to Georgia.  They want to keep their home here.  This is where they're from.  ATT will pick back up in the market he works in in Shreveport area once they get the fiber optics installed.  They aren't sure yet, they will know in 2 weeks whether they have to move or not.  If they do move, Ben.  Would you consider doing here what you do with your house in AZ?  Renting out rooms.

I don't have a problem doing that.  What really gets to me is these are the only real friends I have out here. Well I have one at work, too and a few casual relationships at work.  But it would be like losing good friends and having much of nothing.  I'm not at a loss as to a decision, I agreed to it if it becomes necessary, as long as it's realistic that the rooms available will pay the mortgage and the electric, gas and water bill.  When I heard their utility bills, I was amazed.  I'm used to much higher figures in AZ. The reason I became apprehensive about it is that there are only 3 bedrooms in this house. It's 2,000 square feet, yes, but only 3 bedrooms and I can't see a way to convert anything into another bedroom without major modifications.

Actually there is one option with only putting in a divider if  a person would agree to it and that would help seal the deal.  However, I could move out of this bedroom and rent it for at least $500 per month - walk in closet, personal bathroom, large bedroom.  Move into the smaller room.  The master bedroom is even larger with walk in closet and personal bathroom. It's the private bathrooms that really attract potential renters, they will pay more for that.  I would have a bathroom, not necessarily personal but no reason for either of the other renters to use it since they have their own.

There are a torrent of things going on through my mind in these days.  I'm not losing sleep over any of it, but it's still a lot to take in in a short period of time.

I'm glad I am getting 5 days off starting after work Friday.  I am not going to Arizona.  I likely am not going anywhere.  Of all the things that have happened this week, finding out today, just a while ago actually, that my dad has full blown Alzeheimer's was a blow that I wasn't prepared for.  Not only that but he has a heart problem that causes his heart rate to go abnormally high - it was at 180 a few weeks ago and he ended up in the hospital.

I wrote up an email for extended family members.  My dad just disappeared a couple of years ago to most everyone, though I was still receiving cards from him and then....that just disappeared.  Anyway, I'm copying and pasting what I wrote to them earlier instead of writing all that again here:

"After a year and a half of not hearing from dad (David), I finally got to talk to him on the phone today.
It was a pleasant conversation and from his side of things, he is doing well, still likes to do his writing, gets around with a cane but still mobile.  They finally found a church that they like.  He sounded good, just like old times.  

However, when he handed the phone back to Millie, a much different story surfaced.  The last time I had talked to dad, he said the doctor had told him he had some form of dementia.  Unfortunately and sadly, he has full blown Alzheimer's, which kinda shocked me after having that conversation with him.  Millie stated that his short term memory is basically non-existent and that he likely has already forgotten about talking to you (me).  

That was a bit hard to take.  Dad no longer does email or Facebook or even uses a computer apparently.  Millie is taking care of him and they have 2 ladies that come and help with doing house keeping and some outside work.  3 weeks ago, his heart rate escalated to 180 beats per minute and they have him on some sort of medication to deal with it, which has brought it down.  

That's the gist of dad's health, but still, he sounded good on the phone at least. (last paragraph cut out, had his phone number and address info)."


 It's only Wednesday.  What else might be coming down the pike?  Hey, I got some good news this week so it's not all bad.  I mean, at least my dad is being well taken care of even though his wife got testy with me right off the bat when I called.  She is not a fan of our side of the family and said "everyone has our number and address".  Uh, no, Millie, we don't.  I only had dad's cell phone number and now I know that he just doesn't use his phone, doesn't do emails anymore and doesn't get on Facebook.  I lost your address and everyone is wondering how dad is doing.  

Well, I've had that number for 35 years and our address hasn't changed!  Sorry, Millie, no-one has that phone number, we all had dad's cell phone number and no one knows your address, either.  She handed the phone to dad and the after talking for quite a while with him - it was good to hear his voice but while I was having that conversation with him, I did not know he had Alzheimer's and he sounded remarkably good to me so there is that - and, at least his long term memory is still intact so he remembers who I am.  I know, we all have to go somehow, but some ways of going, I think, are better than others.  Just get killed instantly.  No suffering, just gone.  

I guess we don't get to choose that now do we?  

I don't believe I discussed the home loan modification. I was going to yesterday but something overwhelmed me about my uncle's death and I just quit writing.  I didn't know home very well so not a lot of grieving, just kinda sad that our family lines are so disjointed and separated.  

Anyway, I sent in docs last week to start the evaluation for a home loan modification.  I figured, why not?  Not going to cost me anything and can't hurt to try.  I'm pretty much into getting costs reduced to whatever I can.  I figured  if I do a modification, I'm going to lose 5 years worth of payments - but - if the reduction in the monthly payment is enough, I will do it anyway. I would be 77 years old by the time I paid off that house and I am not even sure I will be around that long.  I just want to keep the setup I have over there with the landlords and get enough paid off that maybe eventually I can sell it and get some equity out of it.  

So, they sent me multiple emails: please call us, yada  yada yada.  I was on my way back from Alexandria, a near 2 hour drive so I figured to get the misery over with. I absolutely abhor calling my mortgage company for a variety of reasons.  I had to go through a question and answer session that went on for 45 minutes.  I had to give my expenses.  They listed off my credit expenses - apparently ran a credit report, which sucks because my credit is already bad but once this gets the payments current, my credit rating will go back up after a year or so.

Anyway, after all of that, I waited - and waited for this lady to go through all the screens she had to go through on her computer to come up with any kind of offer. Yes, we have an offer. It's HAMP - Home Affordable Modification Program. You have a hardship, you can qualify.  My hardship has always been my work playing games with my hours, starting in 2008 during the housing bubble and fluctuating since then. I want my credit up there again, I would really like to get a decent pickup truck and yes, I wouldn't mind making the payments if they aren't too high. You can only do that with a good credit rating.  It takes at least a year for it to come up.  I've heard anyway.

Whatever the case, she quoted a greatly reduced interest rate, much lower than what I have now.  I wondered, wow, what is that going to do for my monthly payment?  $300 bucks per month, that's what.  I'm all in for that.  If I had been paying 15 years on the loan, different story.  Would have had to be better than that to give up that much.  I took it. Still have paperwork to fill out and a "trial" period, but I make the payment every month, just that it's behind.  Not to mention I don't have to make a payment in June, it starts in July and the payment has to be received by or on the 1st.  

My starter  for the Polaris came in today and hopefully the other parts show up in the next day or two so i can take the thing apart, install the parts and hopefully, walaah, have a good unit again.  

It's some strange stuff. What's going on that is.  

I may just stay home this vacation.  I'm just not sure yet.  I'm one of those kinds of people that I can make last minute decisions on vacation time and alter my plans on a moment's notice.  I could just drive down the road, go to a hotel and just spend some time alone.  

Time up for today's writings. 

I am overwhelmed with grief for a man I only knew through reading his internet postings.  He was one of my uncles.  I only encountered him a few times and that was before I was 10 years old.  I read his Facebook postings - he kept a blog-like posting of things that were happening to him as the disease advanced.  https://www.facebook.com/bill.barkley.98

His beloved doggy died suddenly on him last month, he had posted and pics of him with the dog. Dogs bring out things in us human folks.  That is a fact.  You see the pic and you might understand what I am saying.

That's uncle Bill.  The thing that gets me about this photo?  This looks exactly like my dad, of whom I haven't spoken with in over a year and I have absolutely NO idea how he is doing. I finally got their phone number and have been calling and calling and calling, with no answer.  Ugh. I want to see my dad. I don't have good feelings about his situation.

Uncle Bill posted that picture last month. When I read what happened with the doggy dying, the thought came to my mind: he won't be with us next month. I have been hearing futuristic events about my and other people's lives since I was a teenager.  I distinctly remember this: He's going to die next month - it was pictured in my mind in huge words like you would see on a billboard. How do you tell people that stuff? You just don't. Why do these things even come to me? Well, this one about someone's death isn't a daily occurrence.

I want to take a pause in life and say, okay, I need to deal with this and move on.  And if it were immediate family, I would.  I've been having a bad feeling about my dad for a few months now.  But nothing like the words flowing through my head about my uncle.

I have to get away from here.  I need the solitude that the excursions to the mountains used to give me. There are no mountains around here.

For all the things that happened today, I just can't anymore with this.

I posted somewhat about this before the divorce.
This dude calling Valerie on a daily basis - while we were still married.
Well, I find out today, she's married to him.

You didn't read that wrong.  She has already remarried and to this dude she was allegedly only "talking to" on the phone.  I asked her at the time: have you been having sex with him?   The fact that she could remarry what amounts to a total stranger in such a short time. Conversely, the fact that she was basically dating this dude before we got divorced. It will be a good thing that I don't ever happen upon them together in public somewhere.  For if that happens, there will be a confrontation.  I didn't say violence, don't read what I didn't say, but there will be a verbal confrontation and it won't be pleasant.

 Not seeking any of this out, I just don't ever want to see them together, for in my world, that is an extremely bad, evil and deceitful thing to do.  I don't wonder if I couldn't get a lawyer to sue on this.  I consider this marital unfaithfulness and I have a solid case for damages.  She is rich now, she apparently got a retirement lump sum and she  has sold her house and already moved to the new property.  I helped her sell that house.  I spent my own money on paint and materials to make that place look as presentable as possible without spending a fortune on it.

Whatever.  I may dwell on this to some extent in the next coming days. Natural human response, wouldn't you say?

I got my 8 hours in today, left at 3pm, drove to - what I couldn't find the address. It was leading me to the police department but this is a private company.  Well I tried a different map and it had the same ending.  So, I went into police headquarters and lo and behold, there was a sign in the lobby with the name of the company on it and a lady sitting on a couch - no-one else there - asking me if I was there for fingerprinting.  Yup, I am.  I'm early too. No matter, she replied, other clients aren't here.  It took about 15 minutes to complete.  Thumbs.  Fingers.  Each finger including a side print.  They got me in their system, but then again, they've had me in their system since I was 13 years old.

 Now it's a waiting game up to 3 months to actually get the license.  Not a big hurry. I don't have a handgun that will work for concealed carry and I don't want to open- carry.  I was given several names of guns for consideration by the officer that conducted the course, I will look into it once I get the license.

As I predicted a while back when I went to the doc's and they charged me a $108 office visit fee claiming I hadn't paid my deductible for the year yet, most of that money was refunded without my ever asking for it.  That's because a deductible doesn't include the doctor visit fee.  But I didn't want to argue with the lady, I just paid it and expected a refund check later on, which I received on Friday.

It's Sunday already, where did the weekend go? Oh, yes, spent yesterday riding the 4 wheeler and doing fun things.  Today I"m doing much of nothing.  I like to take a full day off during the weekend just lazing around unless there is something intereting to do . I am sure there are interesting things to do, I  just don't feel like it.  Was out in the sun yesterday, no shade ad though I amn ot complaining and yes I had sun screen on, it took it out of me and today is a nothing day.  Well, I did order the rest of the parts to fix the steering column issue on the 4 wheeler and then I also had to order a new starter for it - which was cheap, I was almost shocked.

And yesterday, I got a brand new battery for it - for nothing.  The warranty had expried on it and the guy at the parts store said nope, you'll have to pay for a new one.  I said, well, okay.  When he went to fill in the information on the computer, it shot back some screen saying something different.  He then came back with a battery, had me sign a paper and that was that. $90 worth of a small battery for free.  I was happy about that one for sure.

The replacement parts are cheap for the steering column, however, the repair itself means removing the radiator to get at it.  And from experience with this 4 wheeler, nothing is ever as easy as it "should" be.  Working on the thing has it's therapuetic effect on me, however.

Meanwhile, recent applications I have sent out I have heard nothing back from.  Not the  end of my world but I can't remember sending out other applications and not getting some kind of response from the company.  I'm wondering  if my work is hindering it.

I've got a new list of local tanker outfits that haul fuel that I'm going to apply at if they don't have "recent tanker experience required" listed, I may try anyway just for fun, you never know where you might catch a break.

In other news, my dad's wife somehow got a hold of my son's phone number and contacted him.  I have been trying to get a hold of my dad for over a year now.  No exaggeration, it's been well over a year since I last heard anything from him.  Now I know why he never answered his phone or replied to my messages left to me: he doesn't have a personal phone anymore.  I don't understand that and I haven't called over there yet.  His current wife doesn't like any of us boys, my brothers worse than I but still.  She was annoyed with my son saying why don't we ever write or call?  Umm, yeah.  I didn't have his address, his phone number was shut off, he didn't reply to emails or facebook inquiries, I couldn't even get my uncles to reply to me much less give me any info they had.  I tried to figure out which house was theirs on Zillow but I had no luck with that either.

I'm likely going to call today, I just don't want to get into it with his wife.  She's thrown him out over the years several times and I just don't have much respect for her.

My son's birthday is Tuesday.  Hopefully I got a card out to him in time.  If not, the Harkins Theatre gift card should arrive tomorrow.  He's interim in Phoenix right now, I don't know what his next move is.  He believes he will be in Japan within the next 2 years.  That's like, a permanent move there as far as he's concerned.

I went to the Post Office yesterday to try and fill out an application for a passport.  But, the Post Office is closed on Saturdays.  Oh well.  Next week I have Monday through Wednesday off, with it being Memorial Day and asking for a couple extra days off.  I will go on Tuesday and get it done.  I don't have the photos I need anyway.  Tomorrow I have the appointment for finger printing at 3:50 pm.  I go to work at 7am, I should be able to get off at 3 and get my 8 hours in and make it easily in time.  The truck is loaded for tomorrow morning delivery, but it's only 30 miles to the jobsite.  That will ony take a couple of hours.  And usually, if there is a long run, they aren't sending you on it too late in the day unless it's an emergency. AS much as I want the OT, I would have to hand it off ot someone else.

Well, anyway, my dad is pressing on my mind.  I have a feeling things are not good with him. Last time I talked to him he mentioned that the doc had stated he has some dementia.  I don't know how he is, I don't know how well he's being taken care of, I know literally nothing excepting that he is alive and that they sought me out to have a contact for this side of the family "in case something happens" as my son stated it.  I would really like to go down and visit him, but it's such hostile territory.  Their entire family is opposed to us, as evidenced by the visits I made there in the past during holidays.  The only thing that helped was the last time I was there: they were very drunk and that actually made them more amenable to my son and I being there.  They had consumed a very large bottle of Crown Royal and a large bottle of vodka along with beer and wine.

I guess that's enough for one entry. Lots of pondering and thinking going on here.

At work today, I took a spool out to a jobsite, which took very little time.  Meanwhile, the pothead had been loading the semi all morning long.  Hours worth of work.  I got back to the yard and he was gone and they handed me the tickets - the truck is loaded and strapped down, ready to go.  Oh?  Where is Eddie?  Well they came running out when he was about to leave and told him he had been red-flagged to go take a breathylizer test.

I think it's his 8th drug test since he came back.  So, I got in the truck and drove off! lol The dude had been smoking in there yet again. Anyway, I have 90 hours for this pay period if I only work 8 hours the next 2 days, so at least I have something much better coming than the 80 garbage. Likely they'll try to keep me at 8 and no problem, they cop finished on my gun and I need to drive down there and get it.

I left my pistol with the LTC course director - who is also a city cop - who said he is a - some title that isn't quite a gunsmith but still has a license to do work on certain guns including my Sigma .40 S&W. He said the trigger was quite stiff - which I completely agreed with and have been wanting it modified for some time.  He said he could do it. The guy is an absolute gun nut.  Which is not unlike my deputy Sheriff next door neighbor who also owns a plethora of guns and spend inordinate amounts of time at the shooting range.  I haven't seen the man in at least 2 weeks, though I think he's trying to stay out of sight after some - interesting - events occurring with his rather spoiled child that runs amok causing mild forms of trouble all over the place.

He was a bit surprised to find out there is a finger printing place in my town.  Yes, I said, but the soonest appointment I could make is this coming Monday.  But no biggies, saves me from having to drive well out of my way otherwise to get it done.  Considering the lengthy time to get the background check done, no big hurry.  Interesting character to talk to though.

Anyway, yes I have fingerprinting - again - on Monday, even though DPS already has extensive finger prints just submitted less than 2 months ago.  Ridiculous.  Won't those just show up on their background check? Of course they will, why do they need more?  Whatever. Appointment made, will do my best to get to it on time.  Latest available is 3:50 pm, meaning having to get off work at 3:15.  Which will work since I start work at 7am next week and getting off at 3 would be 8 hours regardless.

The only other "pressing" thing - which really isn't pressing at all - is getting the 4 wheeler finished being put back together before Saturday morning.  Jsut screws and plastic pieces.  I'll have to take the front end off eventually to fix the bearing on the steering shaft, but it works perfectly well just makes a lot of noise.  Spraying oil into it didn't do anything for it.  Got the tire done today.  I have taken it to the shop twice to have it installed correctly, the tread facing the wrong direction.  Today was the 3rd time and I demanded they do it right this time and for free.  Which they did.

Well, I guess my break from filling out applications needs to end.  I didn't do hardly any during the fast, time to pick it back up.

Monday didn't start out too well.  I dumped the fast about 1 pm when I finally found a place over there that sells watermelon.  Best watermelon I've ever eaten, lol.  I actually didn't start feeling better until Tuesday though.

It's Wednesday now and I'm feeling much better, thank goodness.  I haven't started drinking coffee again, though, thought I would let my system have a break from stimulants beyond the fast.  I'm too much of a coffee fan to give it up forever, though.

The lady of the house is in Florida on work assignment until - Thursday I think.  It's interesting to see what happens to the house when she is gone.  I just try to keep up with the ktichen, the rest of it is not my business or my concern.  But even keeping up with the kitchen can be a challenge in such an envirnonment.

Anyways, we are supposed to go on a trail ride this weekend - but I'm taking my 4 wheeler they can have the horses.  Not that I don't like horses but it's supposed a huge property and the owner has invted her to come with the 4 wheeler and that we can take it there anytime, not just for official trail rides.  I'm hopeful this is as big a property as was described.

Well this is going to be a short one, I ran out of time. Off to work.

Water Fasting Day 7

Day 7 of water ony fasting complete.  This isn't actually getting easier, so I would say that it is a bit different than most of the other personal water fasting experiences I have been reading or Youtube videos I have been watching.  I am, however, seeing some fat burning off.  I hadn't noticed it until today.  I don't have a scale and I really don't want to get involved with that.  I weighted in at 214 pounds about 3 months ago and my weight likely went up from there, it certainly didn't go down.  I will weigh myself somewhere whenever I decide to end this fast.

Last night was uncomfortable to say the least.  I couldn't sleep, things going on inside my body that kept me awake and tossing and turning.  It lasted til this morning so I got very little sleep.  Never-the-less, I got up early and went to church anyway.  The service was incredibly good and the spiritual part of fasting started to awaken in me. I actually only started this as a detox and perhaps lose some weight and, possibly see some health benefits from it.

But in the last few days, I have turned it over to the Lord and have really been seeking Him.

Anyway, I knew a few days ago I wouldn't want to end it tonight though 7 days was at least my minimum amount of days I wanted to do it.  I am going to carry this through tomorrow and see how I feel at work.  If I can' deal with it, I will try to make it til' Wednesday.  If not, I'll buy myself some fresh, cold watermelon and end it.  So I am 1 and a half hours into day 8.  I got home from church and have done nothing since then.  Laid down for a nap, sat down and watched tv, watched a show called Lost on Netflix and did some research on various things of interest to me, including college, presidential polls and dabbing back into the job searching thing again.

Even so, I am still tired but it's due to the sleeplessness last night.  I can only hope I sleep better tonight for I know tomrorow is going to be another long day driving all of the upper half of Louisiana.  I was exposed to a large number of food ads of various sorts today and it was hard. Just seeing the images was enough to make me look at it in wonder.  Any kind of food looks delicious, I don't care what it is.  At the same time, I am not hungry. I'm just fatigued and the psychological effect, I guess, of eating food all my life, my mind playing tricks with me.

So, I turned to the internet and started reading more about fasting to get my mind off of food.

Find out tomorrow what's in store for me.

Today, spent 10 hours doing the CHL now called LTC class.  It went one wayyyyy longer than it should have.  The instructor went into all kinds of personal stories that had nothing to do with shooting and a personal friend of his was taking the class and he kept yapping on and on and onnnnnnn about non-related issues that had absolutely nothing, and I mean nothing, to do with guns, shootings, nothing.  I was getting irritated with these people just dragging this out.  I'm telling you that the classroom portion of the training could have easily been cut by 3 hours without all of that nonsense.  I don't want to hear all of that stuff, this isn't a social club, let's get on with it! Turns out I wasn't the only one have the same thoughts.  

I missed 3 questions on the test and that because the instructor didn't go over those things.  I passed well beyond the minimum grade so no biggies.  We then went to the shooting range. As the instructor predicted, there were people there that had no clue, whatsoever, how to use a gun.  They couldn't load it, they couldn't shoot it, they kept messing up and the 50 rounds that we needed to shoot on various shooting tests at various ranges, that could have taken maximum 1 hour, went on for almost 3 hours.  Look, the instructor was an expert, I'm not going to deny that.  As far as information, he was tops.  For example, I found out today that a person on your property committing any kind of crime in Texas at night - caveat is night time - you can legally shoot.  They could be stealing the rims off your car, picking up a $10 lawn implement, whatever and yes, you could go out there and legally blow them away. Kids teepeeing your house - yup, you can shoot to kill.

There are all kinds of circumstances which I would have never thought  that legal force could legally be used where yes, you can blow them away and not go to jail.  Now, I do not believe a person should lose their life for stealing.  If I found someone stealing something from me on my property - and rental is considered your property - I would be highly unlikely to want to kill the person.  I'm not going to say I would use other kind of non-lethal force, but killing a person for stealing or teepeeing your house just.. no.  Someone breaking into your house, maybe.  If they are armed, definitely.  Someone coming at me in my car, again, if they are armed, yes, if not, no.  The castle doctrine here applies to the inside of your car as it does in Arizona.  

Anyway, we got to the shooting part.  I was nervous. Not to shoot a gun, done that plenty.  Just to get enough points to pass. 250 was maximum points you could score, you needed minimum 175 to pass.  The instructor flat told everyone that the kind of gun like I have isn't really good for this kind of test.  Well too late.  Only pistol I have.  It's been at least 8 months since I've shot the thing, which was another reason I was nervous.  

My first shot hit the line on the bullseye.  Several shots after that were too low.  So I raised the gun slightly after I thought I had it lined up and that helped.  But, the rapid succession firing is what hurt with the kind of gun I have and the long trigger pull to shoot it.  The instructor checked everyone's guns and said, ouch, the trigger on this is stiff!  I can fix this and shorten the pull for only $35 to modify it.  Yup, I'm all over that, left the gun with him.  He's a police officer and has all kinds of titles related to training both the public and law enforcement, I figured I can trust the man with my gun. 

Well, all said and done and people who had to be shown how to use a gun - seriously, you're coming to a gun class that authorizes you to carry it concealed and you don't even know how to use the thing, a bit scary - I scored a 221.  Which is a decent score and beat a lot of people there though there was one dude that scored 249.  Still, for the length of time that has passed since I pulled the trigger, I'm happy with myself.  Now, the rest of the stroy.  An online application that has all kinds of hoops to jump through and it can take up to 3 months to actually receive your license.  Oh well.  No big hurry, I just wanted to get this done.  A huge list of states that recognize and allow Texas permit there.  

Well I was with the lady landlord and one of her coworkers all day.  She announced that she had been invited to a trail ride at one of the other worker's ranch next Saturday, would you like to come and bring your 4 wheeler?  I didn't do all that work to that thing to let it sit indefinitely!  She had asked the man if we could bring it and he said yes and that we could bring it anytime, not just during an official trail ride. He lives less than 10 miles away.  Definitely going to take it out next weekend and see how she rides.  The thing fires right up, has plenty of power, the only remaining problem is the bushing at the bottom of the steering column but it's just making noise.  The column isn't loose and it turns easy enough.  I'll replace it, I would have already done so but I got focused on other issues and just let it go for a while.  It's not an expensive part, it is rather involved with removing the radiator to get at it and some other things.  I'm confident I can ride it the way it is.  

The leader of the Communion team called me yesterday and asked me to help out today.  I said yes at the time, completely forgetting about this concealed carry course and had to call him today and bow out.  He asked about tomorrow and I said yes.  Now, I could have said the 11 am service, but I said the 9 am for whatever strange, odd reason and now? I'm regretting that.  After today, I want to sleep in tomorrow.  Oh well.  Getting up at 7:30 isn't that bad, especially if I go to bed earlier than normal.  

Well enough. 

DAy 6 Water Fasting Complete

This was a very long day.  We drove down south and went to a college there to attend a CHL class.  Actually, they have changed the name of it to LTC - simply meaning license to carry.  It started at 8 am and it took until 6 pm to complete.  So, sitting in a class room until around 3 pm, with an hour lunch break, of which I didn't eat obviously, so I just hung out at the college while the people I was with went to get food.  I didn't want to be exposed to that.  Stay away from "temptation".  Nothing wrong with food, it's not sinful to eat, not saying that, just right now, I'm focused on getting at least 7 days done.

Well, Day 7 starts now, actaully.  Anyway, the hardest part of today was at the shooting range.  Number one, you are under pressure to score a minimum score to pass.  Most there were nervous, I was at first.  My hands were shaking.  I'm thinking: gee, I just spent an entire day with this, it would really suck to fail after all of that.  2, I ran out of ice water and was getting really thirstly, it was warm out there today - albeit I was wearing a jacket in the college classroom, I was freezing in there.  3, we were standing the hole time which was over 2-1/2 hours.  Normally I wouldn't even care about standing that long, but right now, no thanks.  It took it out of me, though the ride home and now sitting in my bedroom, I'm feeling much better.

So, I didn't really have any hunger pangs today.  I just got tired, I needed to take a nap and the only opportunity to was at lunch time but there was nowhere to lay down there without it looking strange.  At least during work this last week I found opportunities to take 15 minute naps here and there which really helps.  But, I'm resolved to make it until tomorrow night at least, which would be the 7 day minimum.  I really want to go 10 days though, I'll decided that tomorrow evening.

The TMI secion. Short but really for people that found this blog wanting personal experiences of what happened to a person on a fast.  I got home today, sat down, thought I was passing gas and no.  Anyway, This liquid coming out of the back end was bright yellow.  I've never seen anything like that.  Whatever's going on in there, teh detox must be working because that isn't normal.  Urine is still yellow but not dark at all.  Still, after this much time one would figure it would be clear, which does happen on juice fasting after only a few days.  Which simply tellls me that juice fasting isn't near as effective as water only fasting.  But, the experts say that water only fasting is the fastest, most effective way to detox.

There isn't really much else.  My headaches have all but subsided as of today.  Had one this morning but it went away.  I'm an hour into the 7th day and I'm going to bed early tonight because I'm tired for one and also have to be at church at 9 am to help serve communion in the morning.  I definitely am not going to stop fasting before I go to church, I believe there is something that will be said that will speak directly to what I am doing.  

Day 6 Water Fasting Part One

So, my sleep last night was not nearly as good as the night before.  First off, I broke out in a rash all over my upper body before going to bed, which is now all gone. ??  Second, I just didn't "feel" right and kept waking up, until about 3 am when I finally fell into a very deep sleep.  I know this because it was the alarm that woke me up this morning.  I could have slept hours longer.

I had a hard time waking up.  Still attempting to do so, really.  My stomach is all bunched up in a knot now.  I still have a mild headache.  Caffeine addiction would have ended by now.  I can only surmise that there is a lot of toxin build up in my system is making it's way out and you are forewarned by experts that you will experience various forms of disscomfort during the fast.

I also had an "accident" last night.  Liquidy and disgusting.  TMI, perhaps but for those looking to do an extended water fast, this may or may not be your experience as well,  though I have read several accountings of people experiencing the same thing.  In fact, I spent hours yesterday while driving listening to experts giving extended details and facts about fasting, experts that are doctors who specialize in fasting as a method of recovery.

Mostly non-fasting post.  I got to the jobsite today and listened to the brother of the guy in the hospital - his brother was involved in a cave-in in a man-hole down in the sewer pipe - go on and on and on, not about his brother, but about current and previous girlfriends.  It was somewhat intersting in that this person availed himself to so much of the kind of stuff that had been dished out and hadn't simply moved on.  Reminded me of me - should have moved on from last relationship long before it happened.

We are picking up 40 foot sections of pipe from their yard in Monroe, LA, the pipe has been sitting there for almost 2 years.  That construction company is going to take a loss on it, the pipe is old and will have to sell for less and the supplier agreed to sell it on consignment.  It's actually a good deal for the construction company, otherwise they would just have to eat it and that's that. It wasn't our company's fault for selling too much to them.  They had a change of plans on the job by the engineers and they were stuck with it.

Anyway, today was the 2cd trip, there are at least 3 more trips to go for there is still alot of pipe there. It's a good run - 1 hour 40 minutes to the job site, 2 hours to load the truck, 2 hours to the supplier, 1 and a half hours back.  That doesn't include the other delivery I had today in Monroe, which always takes ridiculously long, they are never in a hurry.  So I ended up with 47 hours this week which is a heckuva lot better than the 40 we were dictated.

Tomorrow I'm taking the CHL class which is an all day thing and then going to church tomorrow night.  I think, anyway, I'm pretty sure this is the weekend to do the CHL.  I've simply forgotten for sure and will ask her when she gets home.  I got a call earlier to please come to church and help with communion tomorrow evening so I have a full day tomorrow.  Which is good considering the fast and I'm determined to stay on it.  Sunday, different story.  Nothing planned at all. Plenty to do, but may not be advisable to spend the day working around the house.  I want this eye thing gone before I stop the fast.

There is no guarantee, of course, that it will actually go away and frankly, it appears I would have to stay on the fast for 10 or more days for it to actually happen.  Further, there are far greater benefits to staying on the fast longer, the question is: can I handle it?  It would be lovely to just put everything on hold for 21 days and go to a facility and get help and motiavtion with this, but that is impossible, at least at this time.  I'll just have to make that call Sunday night.  Either eat some watermelon, which is what is recommended to come off the fast, or, continue on with it.

One nice side effect I hadn't thought of fasting is that I haven't spent a dime on food this week.  No lunches, no buying dinner food.

Well, I'm pretty tired even afer a good night's sleep and I'm going to rest.

Water Fast Day 5 Complete

I had much more energy today, much better than the last 2 days, which suggests to me that full ketosis has settled in. Feeding off my fat, of which of lates I have sufficient amounts of for an extended fast, actually.  The only thing today that really got me was strapping down a load of pipe.  It was not even close to the perfection of loading that I prefer - but then again I almost always load my own truck so I don't have to worry about that.  I was out at a jobsite - same one as yesterday - and the pipe has been sitting out there forever. It's been moved around, the bundles have been broken so that the pipe is still strapped, yes, but not in the rectangular form it was in when it came from the supplier.

So,  it makes for some interesting loading.  I wasn't loading it, either but at least they had a guy come out that is very adept in his field of construciton of operating heavy machinery.  Still, the bundles beneath the final top bundles had pipe sticking up, leaving the top 2 bundles at angles and partially exposed on the bottom.  I ended up putting a large numberr of straps on that load - much more than it would normaly take - and I had to crank down the winches very tight.  Well, it's quite the physical exertion to press down that hard on a bar to exert enough force to make the winch turn far enough that one on the teeth is able to engage in the slot to hold it in place.  After climbing up on the truck and getting down several times and then that?  I was depleted of energy big time.

I sat in the truck for a few minutes and got enough back to continue on with the day.  I really didn't even think about food until I was somewhere and the smell of meat cooking wafting through the air.  That was a bit much, I got away from there quickly.  I was less thirsty today.  I have been drinking a lot of water the last 3 days because I had an unquenchable thirst, but today that diminished greatly.

I think actualy this weekend is going to be the most difficult part of this fast.  For rest is what is in order, meaning laying around sleeping and watching tv or reading or whatever. Al fine and dandy, but at work and driving a semi truck all day long, that really takes any focus off of food. Sitting around a house where food is in ample supply - I have enough food to last for at least 6 months, did that on purpose to prepare for the worst if such economic projections of doom and gloom actually come true - may turn out to be a difficult thing to resist.  I mean, on other kinds of diets, such as juice only, you can at least drink something to help defer the cravings.

I still have a minor headache going - I don't know if it's caffeine withdrawals or what, but it's been that way since after the first day of fasting.  Regardless, today wasn't exactly magical - Day 5 that is - as some other have reported but it was easier. I much like the idea that my body is feeding off my fat now.  I should be losing a couple pounds a day at this point, I think.  I dunno, I don't have a scale, last weighing was 215 pounds, which is well beyond anything I am even remotely interested in allowing myself to get up in terms of weight, but, factually, I was probably closer to 220.

The motivation to detox and see some physical ailments alleviated is what is driving me.  People going to facilities that specialize in fasting treatment centers probably have an easier go at it because they have professionals that are talking to them and helping them make it through it.  I don't have any of that, in fact, fasting is quite misunderstood by many people and think you are going to die. Fasting is not starvation.  Starvation occurs in a fast when the fast is over.   You basically lose hunger during a fast, it sounds crazy but it's true.  However, your body will signal you, the experts say, that it's over by a extreme hunger setting in.  If you ignore that, then your body starts feeding off of muscle.  In a 21 day fast, less than 2 pounds of muscle are consumed by the body to make up for some systems that need the glucose to work.  A small price to pay to lose 20 plus pounds of weight, bring your blood pressure down and have your body deal with whatever ailments you may have.

I'm not doing 21 days, not this time anyway. I had originally though to end this Sunday, the 7th day.  But I am seriously considering going until Wednesday.  I'm really just trying to go as long as I can while still being able to function in the real world.  Paychecks are important, so I have to be able to get my work done.  So far, so good.  Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday were difficult days.  Anyway, I am going with the lady landlord tomorrow to do an all day CHL training program.  Concealed carry permit in other words.  That will be a stimulating day and my mind will hardly be on food.  7 days would end on Sunday at 6:30 pm.  Whether I stop or not, I really don't know.

Halfway through Water Fast Day 5

This'll be a short one, with a more detailed version later.
I slept like a baby last night. I'm not joking and no, that's nor  normal for me. I almost never sleep through the night.  Such a rare occasion that whenever it does happen, I just sit in wonder and try to think what happened to cause that?

I've had a Chalazion that appeared out of the blue in my right eye for almost 2 months now.  Been to the doctor twice and they gave me this and that - and charged me a small fortune - for treatmets that didn't work. Looking at it this morning it has significantly reduced in size.  Yes, if you do any reading about water only fasting you will find that can indirectly cure all kinds of common maladies and even some serious ones.  I read one blog of an organization that actually facilitates fasting.  People come for 7 days.  This is kinda where I established a minimum baseline for water fasting, but going on longer actually may have

My digestive system is certainly going through some sort of change.  My stomach was tight thight morning and something was goingon down there.  That whole system hasn't been right for a while and was another reason I wanted to do this fast.  It will, conceivably, fix your digestive system and whatever ails if it you go on the fast long enough. I'm more resolved now to make it through Sunday evening than I have been all week. I just have to make it through the work day today and then I have the weekend to do much of nothing and rest.  I'm sure I will be tempted to take this on to 10 days by the time Sunday gets here.

Well I feel pretty good - right now We'll see how that works out duirng the work day.