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Cleaning and straightening isn't like any other chore. You are done when you are done, but there are levels completeness, and yet you are never done, ever. Often that disturbs me, when trying to complete such tasks. Not this time. I seem to be able to ignore that aspect and just do this, that, and the next thing. However, it does make it difficult to gauge, or express. It has gotten a bit too hot to work. I'll put the AC on, and game for a while, perhaps doing more this afternoon. I don't know.
Oh, there is much yet to do. And when I get to a certain point of completion, I am still hitting... confusion. How to more fully organize, where the last bits need to go or whether they should simply be tossed. I have some limits, and I tire of that sort of work. Instead of just hitting a road block, I have been simply hitting another area. I am not doing a lot of work, or fast, when I work. But I have been able to keep a somewhat steady pace. When I work. An hour or two at a time, a three or four times so far today.
I did find the inseticide! With that, and the sprayer, getting the outside treated, tomorrow, is on the list. And setting up the sprinklers. I may have to seed some areas. It's looking pretty rough out there. I will want to try to do those things early, before it gets too hot.
Things are starting to make sense. Slowly. It is wonderful, though, to walk into a room that is even a quarter better than before. And, as I clear and clean, I see more that needs to be done, sometimes doing it on the spot. I don't know what is pushing the train, it sure as hell isn't the caboose. My caboose prefers that latter part of the notion regarding motion... things at rest tend to want to stay at rest. And rest it does, and wants.
I am hoping to figure out how to get to town soon. Ketchup, bread of some sort, cream, and milk, at least. Oh, and the stuff at the hardware store. Just two stores this time. I have to keep it simple and that is already a bit complex. Luckily, the grocery store I know and the hardware store will probably stock those chemicals near one another. Early or late, just not at noon, it's simply too much for my preferences. And I do get grumpy. Hmm, but on the upside, a "free" meal. Treat for tat. Later.
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