A shower and almost ready.

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My legs are rather rubbery from the garden.  The rising and lowering, the kneeling, the stretching out to get a weed a bit out of normal range.  Loving it though.  I wish I could have gotten back in this morning.  Until the plumbing is done, or until I hit a stoppage that requires me to put the project on hold, I am on the plumbing.  The garden will just have to survive or die on it's own for a day or two.  Then back to that with a vengeance.  Three heavy days in the garden and every day but Sunday I plan to put at least a one to three hour session in on top of it.  I told you I enjoyed working, it is just that it sort of has to be light enough and flexible enough.  Well, and I did have to ease into it, create the hook, soothe the rub, and... here I am.

Yeah, I finally got everything stacked by the back door that needs to go.  The sprayer, sewing machine, and cable box.  Good riddance on that last.  I have games for when I want to waste my time, and a few movies.  I ought to watch Fight Club again.  Some shows are less story, more memory, if none quite get it exactly right.

I've been showering at least every other day, now that health is better, and for quite some time.  It is wonderful.  Being caged by flesh so that even taking a shower is a large, sometimes undoable, imposition is not fun.  It sure puts work out of the realm of possibilities.  Unchained, unlocked, and maybe on the way to overclocking.  It means there is a chance that I won't die unjustly on my knees.  It isn't about pride, it is about... a human need, a want as well...  The need to do, to please, to create, to... be through active participation.  Being means being creative, as Father.  We were made in His image, no doubts.  In this way and in flesh and spirit.  This part of my life is subject to that.  And I am loving it.  And getting a tan for the first time in decades as a reward.  A little ego play isn't bad.  Maybe I'm not a vampire... or as I might have suggested, vampires aren't what they seem.  *grins*

Never mind, time to get going.  Looks like I have a little bio inconvenience to deal with, then to dress and finish grooming, THEN on the way.  Hmm, as usual, it's taking more time... say it together... than expected.  Booyeah!
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While I am at it today?  The screen on the screen door is shot.  I was thinking of replacing the whole door, but... maybe not.  Yeah, I'm a noob on most things, didn't really think it through on first contact.  But then I never do.  Even mission critical either comes from muscle/psyche memory or you make it up until failure.  I even thought to check, and with happy results, about cat "proof" screens.  They do make it.  All I have to do is figure out how to get the screen out, pull a sample of spline and screen, and take a measurement.  Then I'm off.  Oh, how is it done?  Simply...

Uhrm, assuming I can get the screen out in the first place.  Woot!  More tools for popo!  Yum!

Later.