What the... I probably should have napped.

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Not much was happening.  I did get up and tinker with the door-stopper.  A little recalibrating and the thing works as it should.  Now, at my leisure, I can repair the minor hole in the wall from a now fully restrained door.  I couldn't get to much after that for a while.  I did set the dishes to a soak, and I do think I will get those done this afternoon yet.  A bit more of a "break", then I decided to go tinker with the back room, light, and such.

I decided to measure and drill.  I measured several times, in several ways, and I think I got that part right.  The length was definitely correct and I am pretty sure it will be relatively parallel with the outside wall.  Next I drilled holes for the anchors.  I then put the anchors through the light, then put the anchors through their holes.  I was just tightening things up when...  Holy @#$*!  I hadn't painted!  Well, the anchors aren't the type that can be removed, without losing the anchor end, for which I simply don't have replacements I would be willing to sacrifice.  There was enough room, however, that I could paint.  So, I started to paint.  Jiminy $#(#)_& Cricket!  The areas I had cut to get a paint sample hadn't been filled in!  So, I gave that a rough first going over.  I'm just waiting for that to dry.  Heck with it all!  Yeah, but I have to just chuckle at it.  And, at least, I did get off my butt for a bit.  Apparently my brain stayed in the chair.  *grins*  I did a splendid job of what I did do though!

Have you ever met someone who is limited?  I mean, they really probably would have trouble, say, figuring out a bus schedule?  Now, don't get me wrong, when I am in the depths of exhaustion, figuring out a string stuck to my finger is quite the task.  But barring that I almost have a head on my shoulders.  If I put my mind to it, most things will come into focus.  Not all are like that.  Some pass quite well.  It is just when they speak, or sometimes the blank look on their face.  Some of them take several meetings to... see the limits.

The other day I met such a man.  We had business to do.  For his part, from what I can tell, he is very good at what he does.  And he is quite kind.  Sometimes I wonder if that wouldn't be the better part of life, to a degree.  I am pretty sure some of them, this one in particular, has some idea that he is different.  I know to he has taken some serious barbs.  I used to hate the people that teased, then I realized that unlike the man I met, those too are limited only... they don't know it.  What a world.

Well, back to something or other.  Have a good day.