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Some days trash can go out after noon and still get picked up.  Not today.  Which is fine.  I didn't think I'd be awake this early, otherwise I might not have put it out.  The funny thing... it was the garbage truck, stopping to pick up trash, which woke me.  Further, it usually only wakes me if I didn't put the trash out.  I... it's funny to me.

The ducks have their coop opened, earlier today.  The actual goal is to open the coop as soon as the sun hits the ground, then to close it an hour before dusk.  Which is earlier than sunset.  Dusk and dawn are strange... birds.  A time, a moment, or a single instant?  Needs to be defined by the user for the listener or reader.  For me, day cracks or ends when day starts and stops being full sun.

Medicine has been taken.  First thing.  Several days of three water pills, to make sure I don't flood, drown.  That looks and feels good, no swelling or sense of wet lungs, if it can take a day or three for medicine taking failure to show up corporeally.  So, a bit of extra caution, extra pills.  Hmm, a fat coffee shortly.

Ah, to the post.  Hopefully for a signature and letter.  If I can get going.  Oh, but for some things, morning in greetings, there is more flexibility.  From 4:00 until 11:59, a good morning, or day, may be wished... with two caveats.  First, the well wish may depend on where you or I am, geographically.  The other is some leeway offered for when you or I actually wake.  Are your eyes watering from boredom yet?  Later.

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No expected letter, no regular postman, can't send today.  Ugh.  However, going in and leaving... a lot of smiling women.  All I could think was- I didn't do it!?!

Hello, hello, hello...  Just the first part of this vid, and me going all Sir Robert at the, uhrm, peril.

...no I'm not!