Wow. Woot!

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I knew I had the tele-tech coming in this morning between 8:00 and 9:00 but I couldn't get to sleep until a half past midnight.  I did set my alarm for 6:00, in the dim hope that I might be able to clean up a bit around the area he would be working.  The dust on the components was thick enough to use as a blanket and the floor of that area, where I have mostly been "living" for the last six months or more, was littered with... well... the debris of living!  Gnarly, rough, not good, and some other things. 

I woke at 4:00, not sure I really wanted to get up but...  And I kicked around, drank a bit of coffee, and goofed until 5:30.  I fed the girls, let Sam out, then goofed until 6:00.  I wasn't sure anything was going to get done.  It was then that I decided I should at least take a shower.  A shower I thought?  But... the dishes are in there.  Well, that one trailing load.  So... I did those dishes.  I washed, rinsed, dried, and put them up.  And of course I cleaned out and dried off the bin I am using as a dishpan.  THEN I took a shower.  Okay.

But I wasn't done.  I got into the living room, started tearing into the area.  Where to start though?  Hmm, the folding diner tablettes.  They had lots of stuff on them, and needed cleared and cleaned.  So I did that.  I set them aside.  Then I grabbed the tv cleaner disposable cloths and cleaned off the television screen, the rest of the tv, then on to dusting the stand, blue-ray player, PS 3, and the general area.  Finally I tore everything that was just lying around out.  Most of it was simply trash or trash worthy at this point.  Into the (rectangular albeit) circular file that all went.  Moving my chair, I decided to sweep the carpet before trying to vacuum.  I did that, then vacuumed.  But... like they say with Pringles or whatever, one chip won't do, so I pretty much vacuumed all of the living room I could get too.  Remember, I was on a timer so I had to try to stay focused. The area almost looks livable again!

Then I had to sit.  I goofed until he arrived.  While he was here, to avoid being a hoverer for the whole time, I went and finished off the dishes in the sink (they are rinsing, I added a little bit of vinegar to the rinse, for surety).  Oh, and before I took my shower and after the dishes were done, I cleaned the toilet bowl and gave the rest of it a first hit.  Lime-Away is fantastic, for me, here.  After he was here and gone, with much done, I decided a more proper meal was in order, so I made tuna mac and cheese from as much scratch as is possible this far from the sea.

That on top of other works that have been happening.  Yeah, I might get some things going by the time my mother is here.  The other night, when I thought I would just be going to bed, I ended up hungry.  And with meats thawed, but the stove and my cast iron pan in deplorable conditions, I got to work.  I cleaned the stove quite well, and twice, perhaps thrice, right down to the sparkle.  I cleaned the iron too, making it food ready again.

Bit by bit, sometimes in leaps and bounds, sometimes one solitary lonely job at a time.  Progress is going forward.   Life is good!

Good day.