Yeah, well, some things.

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I can't even remember what was done, only that some things got done.  And I ate a bit.  I am crashing though.  I will take a long nap, hopefully waking in time to make it to the post office.  No new snow, so far tonight anyway.  Hopefully none until I can get out.  The goal is to shower before I head out.  Love those showers.  Hopefully with enough time to cool and air dry my feet.  More chores tomorrow.  I'm dragging though.  Still, I'll do what I can.

Oh, I have it on good authority that I did not miss recycling... it isn't this week.  I did see a truck turn onto a side street, fine.  It seems that just wasn't what it seemed.  Which is good.  I am sure I had the trash out in time, as it wasn't picked up at a neighbors until later morning or early afternoon, 12:00 to 13:00 or something, memory isn't exact.  All good.  Hmm, I'll bring those in when I go to the post office.  I am trying to remember to not leave them out.  I always try, I suppose.  But I have been doing better.

Oh, something else?  I am, beyond getting things fixed, arranged, clean, ordered, and with processes to maintain those things... working on some interior decoration.  No, my poor-witted friend, not as in purple, or paisley, or pastels.  Think dark, wood, steel, weapons, brass, holy or storied, perhaps gothic, maybe a bit on the old or archaic side, with a strong hint of the manly.  It may not be really enjoyed by all others, but men without their own man-caves might... appreciate.  I wonder if there is room somewhere for a smaller fight club?  *grins*  OH!  I'm not using the upstairs!  That would do.  And, if cops, or cops who hadn't joined, or miscreant wife-types with no appreciation, became problems... Perhaps a back, covered, pseudo hidden step entrance could be created.  Nothing like a functional dojo of one sort or anther to... fill the man-cave bill.  I probably should next begin working on less lethal arms, such as staves, nunchukas, etc.

Later.