Another day.

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I probably should close up the house at night.  It's still a bit too chilly.  It makes getting going a trifle complicated.  I may have to turn the furnace on for a bit this morning.  Best to turn it off by noon though, as the afternoons are getting a bit too warm.  No dreams or troubles, just a good sleep.

Dishes, today, and a trip to pick up steaks.  I forgot a few things when shopping, and am running out of milk from the second to last shopping.  Mustard, milk, butter, and 8-gallon trash bags should work.  I bought a couple of trash bins, one for the laundry room and one for the bathroom.

I have tried the step-on lid-opening trash cans, just one, in the bathroom.  I find it annoying.  I may dust it off and see if anyone wants it.  I even bought trash bags just for it.  The whole thing is annoying.  Somewhat fancy, with stainless plates.  Never really did end up using it.  Hate to toss it, but that may be what happens.  Trust me, annoying.  I much prefer something that is always open, has a larger target for trash, and allows for the bag to be pulled and replaced without some strange and complicated process for removal and replacement.  And it doesn't hold much.  Bleh.

Yeah, but first turning up the furnace and waking.  Later.