Making my way.

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Trash is out and to the road.  One batch of dishes is complete.  The last batch is rinsing.  I will fold at least one of the last two loads of laundry. If it all gets folded, I will begin putting clothes up.  I will then shower, perhaps putting another batch of dishes to a first soapy soak.  Yeah, doing okay.  We'll see about that early sleep.  Hmm, best turn the furnace down right now.

I also refreshed water for the ducks.  I can't tell if they have great jokes, the hens are keeping the drake busy, or if the drake is keeping the hens busy.  They always seem to know I am about to peek in and quit just before I do.  But you ought to hear them carry on sometimes.  Look in and they become like innocent statues.

I was almost certain I wouldn't get this far.  At this point I am all but sure I will succeed.  Tomorrow?  The last of the dishes and laundry, a shave, possibly some fence posts in, maybe nest arrangements, and more in the kitchen and living room.  Laundry put up, if I don't finish tonight.

The rest of the week is about straightening up the rooms, and trying to stay up on dishes.  Yeah.  Trying to get back to keto, perhaps intermittent fasting, oh and medicine.  I keep falling off it.  I'll reset meds tomorrow.  I'm scavenging mixed batches, which makes staying on meds complicated, which then makes missing meds much more likely.

Later, or more likely good night.
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Almost.  Half the remaining laundry folded.  Dishes done.  A shower and dishes set to soak, then to bed right away.  A bit later than hoped, but earlier than last night, much more so given the time shift.  Ugh.  I'd best get to it.  Oh, and feed the girls.  Good night.