Very slow.

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To be fair, it has been dark all day.  Then it started raining an hour or two ago.  It is still raining.  I did put a load of laundry through, dried it, and have cycled two others through.  I need to deal with the load in the dryer and move another into the wash.  Then, perhaps, hit the laundry.  I think I can do the worm bin yet.  I am not sure much else will happen.

It's not a terrible thing.  I needed a bit of a break.  Or wanted one?  The soreness has eased, no stiffness remains in the muscles and bones.  Though I suspect if I do the dishes, stooped over as necessary, I'll get a hitch back, here and there.  It's all good.

Well, I may not get much more than those three things, if not even those to completion...  I don't think I'll hit the cast iron, though I will probably finish the dishes in soaking.  I may or may not finish all of the laundry, if I will get whatever I wash on through, folded, and put up.  I would like to sweep, maybe do a bit of work in the bedroom, and wipe the counters... which I can do while washing the dishes a final time.

It's all going well.  Even the rest day, as needed.  I had hoped to sneak out and do some of the sod, but with it raining, I don't feel like pushing past the cold and wet.  Then again, that would kill this being a rest day.  Messing with sod, stooped over, having to sometimes do more digging to get it right... it's a bit more work that I really hoped to do today.  Just fine.

It is a wonderful spring day, even with the rain.  It's keeping me in check.  Rest.  Needed.  Wanted.  And, it'll keep me focused on what I wanted to accomplish.  Later.