Late.

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I was up a bit late finishing things and eating.  Not that late, or too late, I thought.  I was wrong.  Fine, fine, live and learn.  And I did want to finish the things I finished, and more actually.  The salad was okay, but if you have ever made your own dressing, you know that letting it sit and meld for some decent number of hours but even better overnight is the best way to go.  Still, I finally made mayo and then dressing after hankering for it for... a while now.  I had a plate of it this morning too.  Much better.

I need to get the returns packed and ready this morning.  Then grab the parts to be returned and the to be used to ensure I am getting the right pieces.  I need a galvanized pipe (or fitting and length of pipe) which has a female to straight pipe, and just a short length of pipe, then a rubber fitting and the glue they use for that.  The rest I should have.  With pvc, you can cut it with a number of tools.  Still, I want to find my cutter before I go to town.  I suppose the sawsall or one of the other saws would work, but I never can get it just straight and often have the ends splinter.  I finer toothed saw, I suppose, but....  I thought I WAS using such last time.  *sigh*

If I can get these things figured out and arranged in a short enough order, I hope, after a shower again today, to break down a bunch of boxes and put some of those and the styrofoam in the auto for a one-way trip to recycling.  Three or four itches are attempted to be scratched at once.  Not sure it will work out, will see.

I've already gulped down my hand of painkillers for the morning.  If all goes well I should be good for the day unless I find the strength and/or will to do work when I return.  If so, probably another handful of painkillers.  I have bruises everywhere.  When I move I move, but walls don't always join me.  And parts of this house are stone.  They move even less.  But muscles have been pushed, flexibility has been shoved, on top of various bruising.  All good, just a note.

Well worth it.  If I can do just those things, I will sleep exceedingly well tonight.  If I can toss in some dishes, set up the drain, and perhaps level one of the appliances?  I will be in, if not seventh, third or fourth heaven?  And I will sleep well.  Tomorrow will have to tend itself.  Though, maybe, if the washer is up and leveled tomorrow, I might be able to do the dryer or stove depending on my pain tolerance, then finish the dishes, and then beat back some of what is encroaching on what I had finished in order to get the appliances in.

I might really be losing, but I won't give up easily.  Even if it kills me.  Though... I would like to see it try.  Again, again, again, again, again, again.  *rictus grins*  Later.

Give it a minute to begin... making sense.  Then give it more time.  Yeah.  You... probably know the story, even in your life.  If not both of them.  Good day.