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Actually, yes. Oh, I was slow enough getting to it. Dusk was beginning to fall, and with it being overcast and foggy, it seemed already fallen when I started. Only stepping out to get the sawhorses set up allowed me a fuller understanding. A bit of sanding, mostly on the faces, but a bit on the rough side just for good measure, then a cut, and that was that. It just happens that the light I put up the other day, finally, made painting after dark, where I prefer to do that sort of thing, possible. I just loved that. I have given the faces a first coat and they might get another coat or two before the night is done. After that I set a pot of beans to soak while starting a pot of short brown rice to cook, after finishing the last pan needing washed which I used for the rice. No, I didn't stop there. After I had gotten the rice up to temp, then turned the heat back to let it cook, I came into the computer room and started tinkering with the lights. The good news is that there are chains for the lights. The bad news, and probably true of the other type, is that the culinary hooks I purchased by which to hang the lamps are too large to fit the chains. Oh, no real issue, I will merely need to figure out some mechanical binder to hold the small chain onto the big one. I don't like rubber bands, for a thousand and one reasons, besides not having any to speak of. Safety pins, however, might do the trick quite nicely, if with some slop... not always a band thing if, and this is so, frequent adjustments might be necessary.
I honestly didn't think I would get to a lick of work today. If I were a betting man I would have bet against it. How can I not know? Well... because I don't know the future. I don't yet have the surety to simply make something happen because I think it, not even on one particular day. I have a date with engineering school if that happens. I am getting better, but that... isn't saying a lot.
I would love to go to Mass tomorrow, but I am simply not used to crowds enough to do so. I need a few more weeks of weekday Masses, when they work out. I suppose going to the gym is helping, a bit, but that is a very different sort of crowd. Most there are there for their own reasons and have very little reason or interest in involvements other than with those they know. As well, the gym crowd is mobile. I can't quite disappear into it, but I am usually, mostly, ignored. Church is just... different. I will be trying to take tomorrow off. Perhaps I can boil eggs for Monday. I might do a load of wash if I am able to collect one. I will read. Hmm, come to think of it, I ought to pull out some meat to thaw. What sounds good? Ah, I know... food. Meaty food. If God didn't want us to eat animals He wouldn't have made them out of meat! Even He likes their smell. Cain was the veggie guy, still is.
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