A bodily amuse-bouche?

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The efforts of late, that is.  Even if it is wearing me down, as a mild precursor to greater efforts, it is happening in high heat, without whole-house ac, and without any hope of reprieve until I am there, and with a major drive as the final pretrial gig.  While there will be more work there, the conditions are more favorable.

I would like to make it in one toss, driving straight through if possible... however unlikely.  I won't be fit to work for a few days, after arriving, but when I recover I should be able to work well.

I couldn't stay awake long enough to open up the house.  Then again, it is only in the mid 60's out there, 75 inside... 76 with a mild rounding up.  It isn't going to be a cool one.  A cooling shower shortly?  Maybe.  I just reset dishes.  Packing luggage, unpacking the vehicle, dishes, and some laundry tonight, then to head to town by shortly after 7:00, are the goals.  Ugh.

I probably won't take off tomorrow, unless all mechanicals are completed early, then I can get packed, and then I get eight to ten down, a shower and shave, heading out into the night.  That would improve my chances of one-shotting the drive.  Driving at night, when tired, is doubly difficult.  Stimuli is quartered... need muh stimuli.  Driving at night, while fresh, is wonderful.  Then it's a matter of staying cool enough to not burn out during the day leg.

Actually, starting well before dusk, say 16:00 to 17:00 would be optimal.  Still hot, but with the sun behind.  Finding a place to squat out the vicious dawn while eating is the trick, beside handling heat in general.  Yeah.  That is the optimal run.  I may or may not be able to hit that today.  If not, then tomorrow.  Gosh I like plans.  Even if they don't result perfectly, even with hiccups, it's a start for the next beginning.  Isn't it all about new and next beginnings?

A muse?  Bouche!

Now to wake a bit.  Later.