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I was way too tired, but... since awake I wanted to try. First, I forgot anything to clean with! I'll see what I have that might work. I couldn't make it to town and back at this point. Actually, before that, I should have run another load of laundry through. Not now. Then, I returned those connections and grabbed brass flex hoses and some other things. The solder side of the flex hoses, I just noticed, are battered beyond use. I will simply be taking those back and seeing if they have more back somewhere or when a new shipment will arrive, and check at the other store. Work is at a standstill. And I am at a standstill... Now to back it down to try to rest a bit before showering and dressing and going for the source of Doom. Hmm, best call to make sure she... remembers, is set up. Damn kids anyway. I wish I could get up there early enough to hit the big boxes in that direction, but... the timing would be really questionable, either making me late or very early. I don't want to mess with that. Some shopping at Walmart, though, on the way home, if I have to do it solo... Cleaning fluids of my mother's choice and whatever else she might want.
I did get extra fittings, that I wanted. But I am going to check it all over. I was too tired to be shopping. I did fill the tank, get the trash and recycling out, wash the X'ter, and... I tried. Just shot, done, beat. Can't say I didn't try. And, I'm not done. I'm just done for this time, for a while, for today. Damn but I wanted to surprise her, impress her a bit. *shrug*
On the good side of an odd thing? I have been having issues with my past. Working hard has... overshadowed that. It's only when I can't work, which until medicine was most of the time, that those things can creep up and reek havoc on my mind. When I get really tired I can feel that stuff oozing out of me, now. But it hasn't been able to follow me into sleep and ruin that. Nor can it stay with me until I wake and attack me there. Whatever it is, it's in there deep, hard, mean. I hope it's gone before I crash for a while. I prefer to sleep without ghosts as bedfellows, if you don't mind. Though I don't like them much in the day or when I'm otherwise awake either.
Good night.
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