Late but moving.

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Better cold.  The egg casserole that is.  On balance I think I added too much meat.  More mushrooms by half, less meat by half, to improve it while warm.  Cold though, it is as good as it gets.  Can't taste the mushrooms, but I usually can't when it is cold.  I'll keep practicing now that I am almost back to some function, if every other week is as much as I can handle.  It is too rich to eat much even cold, especially cold?  I think either way it is extremely filling.  It is almost magic.

A shower, then paperwork.  Laundry to continue, and dishes in small batches.  Ducks and cats have been tended.  Baby, it's cold out there, if I didn't bother with boots, coat, or gloves... just pj's, a t-shirt, socks and flip-flops.  I am trying one of the new water troughs.  It holds 18 quarts, more than double what it is replacing?  Nearly double.  The other possible replacement is close, at 15 or 16 quarts.  Different types of plastic, seeing which holds up better.  Easy enough, full of water, for me to handle.

I did get back on medicine.  It's been spotty this week.  Still, I kept at it.  Missed about two days, one whole and two half days, I think.  I also forgot aspirin.  Got it in today, finally.  Oh, I have a few batches of dishes before I can shower, which I want to do before laundry.  Always something.  Later.