So slow.

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No real complaints.  I knew there was far too much to do on the list.  I am surprised, in my condition, that I have gotten the first sets of dishes completed, some cleaning in the kitchen, sheets changed, and all laundry back.  I need to be up for a bit, to dry off and hopefully to set the last group of dishes.  I have to wait on more hot water, or at least to catch my breath.  Oh, I closed up and refrigerated the kefir.  It was moving fast and I don't have enough store milk to mess with it.

Pretty much chewed through my gas tank, hit the reserves, then blew on through fumes.    Not sure if that will grant me the rest of the dead or the agony of the undying.  All good, wouldn't change a thing.  Hope to keep going tomorrow.  Even if it hurts, sometimes pushing through is still possible.  I think it will work out just fine.

I seem to be burning up tonight.  Not really a fever thing, just sensitive to the heat.  Turned the furnace way down, still feel like it's summer in Iowa... on a moderate day, if that is still brutal to me.  Hmm?  Oh, the rosary and reading.  I think I can do those while my hair dries.

Good night.