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It took a while, but I did get the cat litter changed out. Then the trash out, and recycling. Plus I remembered to take the trash to the curb, not recycling this week. I made room in the refrigerator (what a word!) for the beer, put the ice up, fed the cats a bit. I couldn't sleep, or do much more, so I gamed for a while. It is hitting 6:00, so time for bed. I remembered to set the ac on cool, not the "saver" setting. While "saver" does work, mostly, for short visits, when I need to sleep it just doesn't cut it. When I go in to sleep I set it for about 3 hours. By that time I am cool and the room is cool enough to properly maintain an eight hour sleep if I can get that in.
So, I'm ready for the meeting, the house is a bit better off with trash and cat litter out. The cats are happy, three weeks in a row, I think, that they get fresh litter weekly mostly. I am clean, myself, though I need to do some laundry. It was all just so easy. I don't mind a little bite when I do such things, but... I've become soft. Or more, a bite means I can't do other things for a while. Tired though, I wish I could sleep earlier. I am bored with the game, just figuring out a few last things before another try and a perfect game. At this stage of game play, gaming has become more like work. The drudgery of putting everything I have learned together and making it into a smooth, efficient operation. So many details, so many places, so many quests, so many requirements. I am nearly done with trophies though, which helps. Oh, and no more holding onto things I will never need for worry that I won't have what I will need, or want.
Bed time, finally, I believe. Ugh. Good night.
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