Plans?

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I know there were plans.  Dishes and else.  I sort of lost track and kept doing when possible.  Dishes, the first sets, done.  Laundry, could only pull one load together, that is in the dryer.  Sourdoughs have been fed.  I am going to set up bread tomorrow, probably.  I still need to sweep and set the oat pail for use.  More and more tea!  I must be going through that at a record pace, I am barely keeping cold available with solid effort and an gallon and an half reserve!

Dinner, of course.  The berries did well with the burger-sausage.  Long cook time, if you aren't in a hurry, goodie.  Which went well with cabbage, and butter.  Only advise, don't try to chew food with the wheat in it using your front teeth, and actually, generally, don't chow down.  I have strong teeth, what of them I haven't eaten.  I wouldn't bet on most people not chipping a tooth.  I drink a lot of milk, plus use cream and butter like a king.  My bones are... solid... even without that.  Just a word to the wise.  It was just at one angle, couldn't find it after.  Thought I bit a rock!

A few more things.  Dinner dishes, oats, sweeping, a shower then shave if possible.  I don't know if that would complete the previous list.  I won't promise it will get done.  It is merely what my mind contrives as tasks remaining.  Later, or good night.  Perhaps an update if all goes well(er(tm)).
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Lost awake asleep.  Most of it is done.  Had hoped to do more, and more again.  Done.

But..?

I know I am not this one, but I do know this one.  It's a start.  A dark old friend.  Once thought a master, until he didn't serve.  Then he was set against all.  There is some hope he will serve as a master yet.  Either way, he will be the vehicle of at least one of the four horsemen.  Or, so a little birdy chirps.

Good night.