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On the good side I got in more than a nap, I think? Waking some time shortly[?] after 15:00, but... sore. Every muscle, several bones, ribs for sure, and my back generally, plus my legs, feel like they have been stretched, beaten, and tumbled. Actually... it feels pretty good. Yeah, I know folks, but this is how I used to live. If something didn't hurt, life just wasn't good. It's probably why I survived the lethal heart condition. I had learned how to... deal with hard things? Just because I literally couldn't, for example, use my left arm due to it being... nearly broken... didn't mean I stopped and waited to heal. No time, and sometimes... no way to heal. To stop meant death. So, I learned how to use my knees and right arm. Wasn't always perfect, but I did live. So, no, not whining... Bragging, boys and girls. I love this feel, now that I am awake enough to remember it. Actually, right now, my right arm is nearly useless. The elbow joint and tenons running into my upper arm are sort of shot, and left-to-right motion is weak. I can still use it a bit, I just know not to trust it with too much weight... it will fail... at certain angles.
The extra toilet arrived. It arrived faster than they said they would even be processing the order. They had suggested the thing wouldn't be here for another month or two. I guess you now know how to get fast processing... try to cancel the order. Never the mind. They rejected the return, too, but did issue a reimbursement for the cost difference. I'm... thinking... that's all.
I do not think I will be doing much today. While I like the sensations of being alive, bruised and battered and all, if I don't have to at times, I might not. Then again, you never know. I will finish cleaning the bathroom, though, for certain. And while I don't really feel like calling about the faucet... I may at least see if my mindsight about the thing is true. If it works I will finish that. I may even see if the toilet I ordered fits in the en suite. If so, I may just replace both toilets? It's over my plans of expense, but was needed. If it fits. Gah! Ah, but that should have my home fitted and refitted... until the furnace dies. Bleh...
Well... on to other crap. *broken-toothed smiles*
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