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I simply don't know. I think I remember the list. A call to the faucet manufacturer, then packaging and returning what is required. Oh, a shower sometime earlier this morning so that I am ready to just go later. Hmm... and some other stuff. I don't need to return a package, as I caught the UPS delivery and returned it right on the spot. After a shower, setting up a load of dishes would be good. Perhaps folding some or all of the laundry I washed the other day could be done. The kitchen needs a bit of work too. Today might just be used for minor things, a minor trip to town, and an attempt to get caught up so I can go a bit further.
I went to be rather early, and slept long, past the alarm time. I know I dreamed... odd little thoughts carried out to their realistic conclusions, as if a program that cracks numbers. A little life with a woman, but I don't know if it was past or future. Just a little domestic reality of the more mundane but pleasant sort. I tried to hold details from the dreams, but they didn't make it past the alarm. Leaving only scant notions and pleasant feelings. When it is all good, being with a woman, or figuring out life in general, are good things. While I do enjoy the hard parts just as well, sometimes more so depending on mood, want, and need, the simple times are good as well in their own rights.
Ah, I forgot to turn the heat up yesterday. That is fine, after I take a shower and dress. But, as it went yesterday, no shower was taken. I simply never reached escape velocity. The lower temp in the home didn't help. I am still a bit rough and tumble, not moving fast or thinking well, just alive and awake and unsure about much. I'll do what I can to shake out of this. I have goals. I will push to get to some or all of them. The truth, as always, is that sometimes I can, sometimes I can't. Time will tell. Later.
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