Now, back to life planning.

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What do I have left?  It looks like, mostly, mopup from the attack.  There are some practical physical events remaining.  Driving and shoveling, talking, filling out forms, and all that jazz.  It appears that life is about to be set back on track.  So, planning.

Something I purchased, but had not figured out, set up, and all, was an automatic watering system.  Why?  Because, even when I keep up on their water dish, the small volume means that it gets... gnarly... fast.  Even cleaning it daily sees muck being generated, some days much more so than others.  Or they run out quickly.  Some days are simply drier.  This will offer a larger volume, that moves through a filter, and simply needs to be filled, and cleaned every two weeks to a month.  There are two types.  I went with the stainless one first, good enough for winter.  But for the summer I may buy the doubly expensive pottery system.  It will keep the water cooler for longer.  So... that will be arranged in this next week.

Next?  I need to get back to housecleaning, cooking, and all else.  I have fallen down on all of that.  I simply haven't been able to run the machine (me) on that many operations at once.  The first task is to catch back up to where I was.  Then begin in the bedroom.  I think, with a week or two of solid effort, I might be able to seriously kick off and get back into the sprint that is life.  Oh yeah, I think I can.  It will have to, mostly, wait until I have the check back on track, and probably just a bit of rest, maybe a week, or even just until next Monday?  Ugh.

I'll be calling my mother shortly.  I am sure it will be a relief for her as well.  Almost back on track.  Then I just have to keep the house paid up, then get the paperwork in for auto-payment and make sure it stays on track, then I'm good until the next attack by the bureaucratic "antifa"s.  Yeah.  Get them, Trump.  They aren't just your enemy.  Later.