I did some Jacobs Vocal Academy exercises last night because I'm determined in spite of myself to develop my voice over the span of a year and see where I go from there. I sang along with a couple of Burl Ives songs too - Christmas stuff like "Silver And Gold". Burl Ives, you say? Believe it or not, even in Hawaii we all grew up watching Frosty The Snowman each year and loved the songs.
It had been pretty late, maybe half after midnight, when I was ready to list 20 things I'd rounded up, and I'd even had a pinch of coffee and a little sake. Then I decided I should not be working past midnight, and I'd have some more sake to get sleepy and hit the sack. I was worried about the small amount of coffee but interestingly, I had the best sleep I've had in a week now. 2AM-7AM with no weird dreams.
I took my temperature and got 97.1. I've been doing some reading and it seems that along with all the other awful things it does, alcohol can mess with the body's temperature regulation so you end up with a person running temps of 97 or even 96 ... apparently a core temperature of 95 or lower is hypothermia, but the thing is, the person doesn't feel cold. They feel like they're fine. This is probably the source of the fatigue I felt - low body temperature because of course the human body is not going to work right with a temperature that low. This is why alcoholics are more prone to dying of hypothermia when they're living on the street. They feel like they're OK but maybe their temperature is 96, and on a cold night they drop a bit lower and it's all over. I'll have to keep track of my temperature and see if it recovers over time.
I had plenty of energy to shine my shoes, oil the chain and pump up the tires on the bike, list the 20 Ebay things I'd gathered together last night, and finally at a quarter after 3, head downtown to the bank where I put in the check Ken had given me.
Then I went over to Whole Foods for some B1, which is a vitamin alcoholics are often short of. Next was the Amazon Hub where I picked up 13 bubble mailers. After that I headed toward home and stopped at Nijiya for another type of natto to try, eggs, green tea, and a bento.
I got back here and ate said bento, and just relaxed for a bit. I've not had any alcohol all day, nor have I felt the desire to have any. I chewed up two B1 tablets as soon as I got back and swallowed them down with water, and will probably double-dose like that for a week or so then just take single tablets until the bottle's used up.
I packed a load of packages to drop off tomorrow, so that's done. I've come around to realize that a good schedule for me is something like "first shift" which is 7AM - 3:30PM, which seems to be the exact hours the machine shop next door (and the one behind me) have their machines humming. So the sound of them starting up at 7 might become my que to wake up, and I can try to at least have the bulk of my work done by 3:30. I noticed they even take a classic lunch hour at noon, because when I paused to cook my lunch, the machines were silent and when I was done, they started up again.
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