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I really wasn't sure I would get to the trash.  I wanted to tend the cat litter first.  I could do one and not the other, not so much the other way around.  Cat litter can fill a kitchen can, if it is partially full already.  I did get it out, then to the curb.  Yeah, there was something a little south of the border in the main bag.  The others aren't usually too bad, just getting minor paper and maybe occasional food items.  But the main kitchen one... nasty.  When I dump refrigerator experiments, or meat that has gone bad, that is where it goes.  I usually attempt to only toss such things right about when I am going to take the trash out.  Though sometimes, like last week, it doesn't end up actually being taken out.

The cave is starting to seem better.  My eye(s) are clearing.  It is even starting to look better, in a few select venues.  I am hoping to get to the post office today.  I'm just not sure I can stay up much longer.  Nor am I at all sure I would be able to wake if I went to bed now.  The post office closes at noon.  I will give staying up a shot, I believe.  I also want to see if it is recycling day.  None of my neighbors had their garbage out.  Hmm...  Oh, perhaps folk were gone for Thanksgiving and simply haven't returned?  No, one of my neighbors, across the street... well, a car has been in and out of the drive.  Though who knows.  I'll see before long, if I can make it.  At least the trash is out and ready.

Doing better and not.  I am working.  I am feeling sort of okay.  When I have to push to stay awake though, it gets a bit ugly.  Hey, but I did get a batch of kefir out.  Just a quart, I need more milk.  I can't get that until Tuesday, it's often not in the stores.  But that should do for now.  I've washed the kefir grains a couple of times, fed them up, and they should be ready for full batches Tuesday.  Good stuff.  It does make me a bit nervous.  But so does everything else... women, my cooking, your cooking, politics, economics, war, peace, success, failure.  Thankfully I have my sanity.

Later.  Quit laughing, damn it!