Not bad, not at all.

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Keeping right on things.  I had to move a couple of the hoses and sprinklers and run them another hour.  I still didn't get all of the lawn.  It's a start.  The garden was well watered, and the flowers were watered earlier.  I didn't have enough spunk to do much in the kitchen, definitely not a sweep.  Instead I did the little bit of organizing and cleaning of it, and then collected cardboard boxes and the hoses and other discard from the old reverse osmosis system.  I am over-done.  I am just finishing up a spot in my game.  I've been doing that when I need rest or when the time isn't right to work.

Tomorrow?  I can't remember what I had planned, but, if it is Saturday as I suspect, then I will try to keep it light.  I want to scrub the bathroom floor, but if I do that then I want to hit the kitchen floor, which means sweeping before mopping.  Bleh.  But, that is a part of it.  When the bathroom is mopped, then I can calk around the toilet.  The problem is, the toilet butts right up against the wall, or very close.  I'll have to see what I can do.  Perhaps I can use a putty knife to work it in?  Don't know, will have to see when I get to that point.  It's good to know I'm not a pure man-pig though.  It's just, I guess, how toilets work.  Calking?  Who knew.

I am definitely ready for bed.  The cave is far from clean and neat, but so much closer.  When I walk into the kitchen or the computer room, I am sometimes surprised to see it so much... neater... different.  I do like it.  I probably won't be able to keep it up, but I do like it.  So much fine detail, attention to detail, organization.  But more, it is a constant energy drain.  I'll go as far as I can with it.  I'm not doing much else, and I can. 

Now it is good night.  Sleep well, I will.