I am trying.

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Dead Duck

Maybe not perfectly or, sometimes at all, successfully.  The plan is still good, the implementation simply needs some work.  Oh, well, I did get caught up in something else, a private concern, or two actually.  Though one I shared, that of waiting on medication to arrive.  However, all other plans simply remain on the books.  I actually worked myself up to end up doing nothing.  I think waiting on the medicine ended up killing the day though.  Yeah.  I just can't get to things too late in my day.  While 19:00, or 20:00 really, sound like reasonable hours, when you get up at 4:00 or 6:00, they aren't very good.  Not for me anyway.  It's a minor miracle that I can pull 16 to 18 hour days.  That I can get things done in them more so.

Never worry.  I will keep the plans, just shift the day, and push to try to get to it tomorrow.  Hmm, I did get to the cans, and some research, and something else, but I never did set the last load of dishes to soak.  Only five items, but too bulky to add to the last set of dishes.  At least I got that first set completed, finally.  There is that.  And the medicine I was waiting for is in.  Plus I did a bit of neatening and a bunch of plan straightening, plus some trip related and non-trip related research.  I may even have found a or the source of dry ice in Logan.  I feel more like I swam a marathon.  Wrung out, but... good.

I'll keep plugging away.  Bit by bit it continues to come together.  It is bed time though.  Tomorrow...  Right on it.  Yes sir, ma'am.  I'm... I'm right on... that...  *zzz*