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Some passive some active. Often through a migraine. There remain to headache-inducing chores. Plus the actual work. Medicine, the right parts, are critical to restart. Yes, I had restarted, then ran out of pottasium and haven't been up to tackling the pharmacy/doctor problem. They are employees, not good ones. Chastised they will be. Okay, make that three headache inducing tasks... four... actually starting medicine too.
Meat for the week. A pack of chicken hindquarters (would have been two, but the last bacth was charred) and a beef and pork roast, small ones. Thirty dollars but it will feed me for a wee k and change, or until it goes bad? Migraine disturbed my cooking Zen. Still, got most of it, and most of it done as is preferred. It'll need to be stored as soon as it cools. Shortly.
I also started dishes, washing the first batch which is now rinsing. It won't be finished tonight. Migraine is keeping me grounded. Painkillers soon, but those rarely help without sleep. I did or started a few other things, but pain is nulling memory. Work is still planned. Pain isn't a show-stopper. It's foggy memory, lack of focus, and such which usually are the bricking mechanics. And exhaustion... where one of those starts and ends... I'll keep at it.
Gaming too. Gives me something to do when all else fails. Dying Light. Interesting, but difficulty ramps with no good way to manage it, at the point I am at. The death penalty is becoming excessively steep while the difficulty is becoming even more stout. Well, it is something. Later or good night.
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