A bit more.

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A few light loads of dishes, some of the snow sweeping, some visitors, bed made, and the missionaries are about to arrive. Oh, and the garbage and recycling barrels have been brought back in. No, not as much as it seems. The sweeping, what of it I completed, was some work. The rest of it was mostly just... doing it. Right, I also made an appointment with my primary. I have a new doctor now though. Who knows how this will work. Never mind, I am no longer seeing a primary for blood pressure and such. Hopefully there will be no arguments. I just need to discuss a fall, a sprained ankle, ear wax removal (toward which I will start using oil to soften it), and a general checkup. They might want to do a blood draw so I will show up early, just in case.

If I can finish the dishes after this next visitor group I will probably take a nap. I would be taking one now but they will be arriving shortly. Oh, I also found the catechism. I had told them I would look for it. Remember how usually what you are looking for you find in the last place you look (if you are sane?). Well, how many times do you find something that is lost in the first place you look? So it was, I found the catechism in the first and last place I looked. I have been looking for it for weeks, before today, too. But today, bam, there it was.

I really wonder if I am dying. As bad as things sometimes get. It is just with as much practice as I have had I am dying well? *grins* Not fast, not hard, without pain mostly, as if I had a death parachute. Whatever the case, even when I am weak, I am enjoying my little life. I just wish I could recharge my batteries a little faster and fuller and that they would take me a little further. No worries. I'll get through it.

Good day.