Some of it.

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I was pretty sure I would get things, most things, done.  I did half, a third perhaps, then staying awake became a problem, one I didn't realize I had until... I woke.  Hmm?  I crashed so hard and fast I really didn't see it coming.  I was already gone before  I realized.  Not a bad thing.  I think a weather shift, more than else, tripped me up.  It wasn't just the pitter-patter of a gentle rain, or the special cool that arrives with spring rains, but probably more it was the atmospheric change.  Something about weather fronts moving in, sometimes out, that takes me down.

I got about a third done, as I wake and account matters more clearly.  I have the list and will continue as possible.  Although I did more work, in an unexpected area, which would be equivalent to another third of the intended work.  So it actually wasn't as much a wash as I thought, in reflection.

I best get going.  A shower, shave, then?  I'll see when I get there.  A cup of tea to start the process.  Later.