Don't mind me, just keeping score.

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As the alarm went off I was, mostly, ready to go.  I just had to finish listening to a song.  Up I went.  I wasn't sure what to do first.  The bins, I decided, and they are now in their usual places.  Then laundry had to be switched out.  I had a few towels left in the drier, the ones I feared would get moldy.  They are good (tested one while showering this morning, or they would have been washed again), so I folded and put those away.  I also cleaned out the bottom of two of my clothes baskets.  I have no idea what cats do in there, or why, but...  Yeah, glad I caught that.  I'll clean the other basket sometime soon, too.  I washed the dishes, leaving the plates and bowls to air dry but I like hand drying my silverware.  You can use the spoons to shave with.  That's just how I like it.  I did a couple of odds and ends between here, there, this, and that too, though they aren't coming to mind.  The little forgetme's of cleaning and regulating a home, things often overlooked even when I am running clean.  Still, a spit-and-lick now and then at least makes me feel like I'm... taking care.  Then I opened up all the windows.  It's 72 F inside as such, just right.

While I was outside the siren call of the lawnmower sang out.  I was sorely tested to let her rip and do a quarter of the yard or something.  Reason, with her soothing song, led me to safety though.  No, nothing wrong with mowing.  But right now, to get from point "a" to point "b", and it is a bit time sensitive to my mind, I can't go off burning juice I barely have enough of in any case doing something major aside from what I am doing.  I gave myself a gold star and promised I would get some good salami the next time I am in town, cheese too.  Boo-yeah.  Take that you stinking SIREN!  :)

Sad to say, but this little bit I am doing is beating me up.  Oh, I'll drag through it.  I'll... I'll do it.  I will even do more than scheduled, I am seeing that already.  But too, I will do less than what could, probably should, really be done.  Oh, shut up you!  Another siren call, leading me to the cliff's edge, don't you know?  I am hoping, if the floor in the bathroom is still good, to have the water heater replaced, the carpets steam-cleaned, and my bedroom, living room, and  on-suite bathroom back into production by Saturday, depending on how fast the carpets dry from the cleaner.  Which will really happen first is still up in the air, depending several factors.

It looks like using fans on the still damp carpet is the best bet at this point.  After it dries, perhaps a heaping dose of baking powder left on for a day then vacuumed, either before or after (or both) the steam cleaning (depending on how fast the carpet dries, or even if it dries completely in time).  I have been making sure there is air flow in there, so that was good.  There isn't much else I can do at this point for that.  Hmm, might as well grab the fans though, right now, and get them going.  Then I can finish my break with peace of mind.

Yeah, it is disappointing how little can take me down.  It doesn't really matter why.  Owning a home may actually be beyond me, to do right.  I have neither the means or money to keep up.  Or... do I?  We will see.  Though I had best... keep ahead of disasters from here on in.  Which means some reading of manuals, self-help material wherever I can find it, tool upgrades (specifically sockets big enough to handle water heater anodes and the like, not sure if I have them now?).  I need to check the main water heater after I recover from this job.  Never mind, this is the lot I have chosen.  And, even with all, I like it.

Later.