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I also didn't think I'd do this much. Not a whole lot more... the dishes that were standing in the way of me and a shower, the shower, then the first load of laundry. I don't think I'll make it much longer. Which is fine. I've already done more than I though I could, maybe should have. As above, so below? Of course, in pushing, even if accidentally, I am ending up on my feet for longer periods of time, and currently in a depressed state... meaning... Never mind. Just that I should at least nap, and rest, from time to time, even if I can't sleep. Even remembering to do that, in some states, is difficult.
When I wake, more laundry, the beans, the chicken confit slow cook, and probably a meatzza for dinner. Well, not the whole thing, just... the making and partial consumption. When I need rest I will attempt to do so on my back, reading. I really need to tend some things or they will tend me. Plus, I have a ton of reading to do. Though who likes being on their backs? Well, yeah, until you marry them. Pftftft.
A lesser extra kitchen cart is in. With the other, I should have space for all of my small appliances on or under somewhere. I might see if my flour sack cloths will work as curtains, somehow. It's open, wire framed, but can handle some weight, has wheels some of which lock, and is easy to construct. At least after the first one. I may try to hit boxes too. If I get all of that done I would be most pleased, and ready to do things Monday. Finish the kitchen and begin, probably, in my bedroom. Yeah. Something doesn't smell right in there... I think it's the ac... water settles in it sometimes... usually. Well, and the filter needs... that's something I should research regarding. If a diy filter is possible and reasonable, and what would be best to use for it. If that fails, whether I can even find a filter for it.
Well. I am absolutely done in. The ac has been running, as it has been hot and it is midday. I will put new sheets on the bed and see if I can fly, or wind-walk, or... who knows. Good afternoon and night.
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