Work!

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In a drought a drop is cheering.  Intent, all day.  Travel and work.  Even if it had been needed I couldn't have gotten out.  Fact is, I thought I may have needed to be out.  While it turns out the bank history I had them print ended not being needed I didn't want to leave them hanging with the charges.  I kept hoping to get going, get ready and in.  Nothing doing.  Wasn't just for that, it was merely the prime motivator.  I surrendered the notion midafternoon, 14:30, calling to check payment options.  Thankfully they were able to simply charge my account, which I had them do.  I know I have other bills, but now not this one.  I'll look around this weekend, get those in order for Monday, perhaps try tomorrow if I get it done early enough.

I pretty much gave up for the day.  Tired, even a bit fevered, I wasn't seeing anything.  At 18:30, out of nowhere, I got busy.  Two small loads of dishes were started and a load of laundry went in.  I've since finished those dishes, dried and put up the first load of laundry and those dishes with another in the dryer and washer.  A shower when I catch my breath, then a load of dishes in to soak overnight.  I think all the laundry going through will be finished.

Whence that came I neither know nor care.  More of it would be nice.  I am running a fever, of sorts.  Not from the work, which can happen if I've been down a bit and hit it.  I had the fever at the time the bank was phoned.  Not a true fever, as the body trying to burn something out, along with other symptoms.  It's more as if my body started working out in it's own way.  Or as if it's idle got stuck in first, maybe second.  I've been cooking off for... hours?  Yep, at least eight.  Come to think of it, it's been happening often lately.  Strange.

Anywhile, take what you can get.  I'm honestly not involved.  Just profiting.  Good night.