Swinging from the chandeliers, making a monkey of myself.

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Well, not quite that. But I am back on the work program. I did finish the lawn, as I said. Then I took a good long rest, after dealing with the laundry. After that, a couple of pair of loads of dishes and two more loads soaking, four if you want to include two sets of small loads soaking (it's wonderful to have two double sinks), another load of laundry through both machines, the dried items folded and put away or hung up in the closet. And I actually don't think I am done. I DID remember to take my medicine. I did not remember to eat in time. I am not sure if they want me to fast for the blood work tomorrow. So, by default, I will... this time. After midnight, nothing but water or coffee, black. Bleh.

Since I am in the swing of things, I will simply continue to work. I am not sure how many more dishes I can finish tonight, I might be able to get them all. Doubtful, but... I will finish all my laundry. Which reminds me, my life is changing. I used to have a bit of a mess, because I would hang or drape clothes and towels everywhere, not being sure how long between washes, I had to conserve. I am realizing I don't have to do that anymore! Oh, I know, you must be crossing your eyes at me. Don't, I really couldn't pull, yank, push, or otherwise extricate my head from my ass enough to do laundry regularly. Seriously. Clothes, sheets, blankets, whatever... as soon as I wear it or Sam pukes on it, in the basket it goes and reliably twice a week I take things in and through the system. With the washing machine I now have, I could probably do single items without worrying about using too much water, wasting soap, or anything else, or simply it being too much hassle. I am keeping that machine up. I dry it out manually when done and then leave it open to air dry the rest of the way. Wouldn't have worked all that well in Iowa, but here... magic.

Clothes are finding regular places, as are other items. I the last time I 'fell down' I was just getting to the point of fully rearranging my bedroom, and stowing all things in there properly. The notion being, after the bedroom, the living room, then the kitchen, then every room eventually. But I am catching up enough so that the notion is coming back. You just have no idea how different life is now. I honestly haven't seen this good of living for decades. Even with the slight downturn recently, I think I am digging up even when I have my 'falls'. A 'fall' now is relative, only less of an increase, mostly. My increase, too, is measured. If I think I am going too fast, I will slow things down. An hour break, maybe two hours, maybe a day or three off. I only continue tonight because there is now way I could wake up, if I could sleep, in such a short time.

I am already a new man. I may go on to become even a new man from this point. If it is to be that I die, I absolutely don't mind. I am hoping God has seen fit to see me here long enough to try and juggle a wife, some livestock, a horse, and a few other things in there before I go. If not, I'm... not so sure I might end up being quite grateful too. :p To find a good woman is the trick. I figure I will look for a good one then get her trained for pole dancing. I am assuming it is a lot easier going in that direction than finding a pole dancer and making her into a good woman. I think. I might be a new man, but I am still... just a man.

Good night, for your part.