Now to business.

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The nap was good.  I often feel more sleep would be better, right after.  Experience has taught that is not true.  Usually, even so, I can get to light-duty efforts pretty much after waking.  A call, as it turns out.  It was more involved than anticipated if not a diffy-q quiz.  There is more yet to be done, which requires even more.  Okay.  I think I can, if not yet.

Potatoes are baking.  I won't have everything fresh, for myself, or rarely.  Something fresh every other, third, or fifth meal, will do.  Helps with turnover, some fresh added in. A meal in an hour, if two in-the-way tasks will be done before eating.  An hour of rest after the meal, then the whip gets tapped again.  Perhaps one last work period after, then sleep in readiness for more tomorrow.  Hopefully another early start, if not quite so early.  If it all works, without reason, purpose, being needed, maybe I can begin sleeping the colder seasons partly away, unless I can wake for a bit of winter camping.  It... was part of the dream which saw me to being here.  Powerful dreams I still more than recall, reliving with relish.

Well, plans.  I think I can.