What a nap.

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Did a few things, was gaming in between, then something went south.  A nap, I thought.  I crashed hard.  A knock on the door at 19:00, 19:30, somewhere in there, woke me.  Dinner.  I am up and have been since, if not terribly awake.

I have run a load through to the dryer, put a second on in the wash, and have my last jackets and synthetics ready for a wash next.  I should hit the dishes before too long, when I can stand to do it.  After that, those will go into a hot soak, then be dried before the night is through, I hope.  After that I have some odds to wash, and new products that need to be washed first.  I might have a load or two of laundry for my next wake cycle.  Still, I will be well ahead if I can get these things done.

If I can work in my next wake cycle, beside finishing laundry, and maybe just the few odds and new dishes, I'd like to break down boxes and put them in the Xterra.  Then get those in when I shop next, Wednesday or Thursday.  But that nap thing sort of caught me off guard.  No major concern, I can work around such.  Must be the medicine restart.  At least it isn't hurting.

Bit by bit I am putting things back into play.  I may check my balances, and if food, order four duck.  One of which will be roasted as soon as it arrives, or close.  I'd like to make one to share out with my friend.  As well as a good gravy and mashed potatoes.  We'll see, but... as soon as I can afford it, duck is back on the menu.  Later.