Work, work, work.

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At a turtles pace.  That isn't bad.  Everything I will be washing in the machine is washed.  The last load is in the dryer.  All the coats are done and hung, save one that just won't dry.  I refuse to use high heat, so I'll let that air dry the rest of the way.  Clothes are sorted, but not quite all folded and/or hung.  The last of the regular dishes have been put away.  A shower, then I'll set the irregular and new item dishes to soak.  Seriously, a really good run going.  Now to keep it rolling.

I'm about to hop in the shower.  After which I'll set the dishes to soak, but leave room to get in with a bucket so as to do a strip wash/clean of the bathroom.  Yeah... it's coming along fine.  After the bathroom is finished, the last of the dishes are cleaned, dried, and put up, and the clothes sorted and put away, I hope to hit the boxes.  Breaking those all down and getting those in to town the next next day I go in.  And hitting the kitchen so hard it hurts sparkle.  Yeah, we'll see.  Taking care of boxes will begin the process of sorting out several other rooms too.

I've continued prepping, if more slowly.  Canned butter and cheese, most recently.  Not a lot, just enough to run, perhaps, a year of having those things as very irregular treats.  There are a few other things going in, here and there.  At some point there is only so much more to do.  Of course, when I get to an exact point, I want to start using.  Actually I am using some of it.  Legumes of various sorts, and canned goods of the medium term larder, go into regular use and  replacement.  I have a grain grinder, so the wheat may begin being cycled through.  And other grains as well.  Bit by bit, it takes time to fully implement a program.  And it's never quite perfect.  Building a lifestyle and life cycle around foreign ways takes a bit.  Thankfully I have the rest of my life in which to do it!

I best get going.  I called my friend, offered him to go out, and it sounds like he is in.  He has been stuck at home for a while too, by the sounds of it.  One or the other of us will eventually push and pull the other, I think.  I just need to get my hiking gear together.  Actually, he's better at my gear than I am.  I suspect I'll learn a thing or three, but that's part of the point.  I used to know more, but dead batteries, for too long, has wiped memory and the will to things which were once nearly native.  We'll see.  Later.