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Hold on. I am not finished. Most of the dishes. More than I thought, recycled the water kefir grains... just dumped the 'water'. It just isn't working out, so far. Too cold, to inconsistent, both? I've not been able to second ferment to fizzwater. It may just be that the grains take a while to become active enough, which requires more heat, consistently, than I can give them. Hmm, could turn the heat on in the en suite. But that heat costs through the nose. And I'd likely forget.
Ran out of energy, for the moment. Still hoping to finish the dishes, grind spelt and mix the sourdoughs, and maybe get a shower in. Then sleep well. I will be satisfied with the efforts. Tomorrow boxes, sorting, and surfaces. Still a light day, but with direction in advance. Perhaps I can get it all, maybe more, perhaps not. Whatever, but the plan is created if I can use it.
Ever get the feeling vultures are watching. Ever wonder what expression a group of vultures gets when they realize they are the prey? *grins* Just... a strange feeling. As if someone(s) is preparing the grave, the next grave, I will be exiting. They really never learn.
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