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Down about a quarter after 18:00, that's six, pm, to some of you. Up at 2:00, which is... two, am, to the same, other, group. :p Right at eight hours? Unexpected. Chest hurts, still. Headache, mild. Forgot the aspirin last afternoon, will take it this morning. Cool. 64° upstairs, 66° down for the furnace.
I'll wake a bit, let the aspirin do it's job. Then dishes. I prepped the cucumber. The seeds were soft, and not bitter, so I left them in. More food. I cleaned up after. Zealous for a clean spot, wanting to clear more. Getting there. Doing dishes a few dozen at a time is slow, but more sure. It allows me to keep up, and not crash... or at least not so hard or for days, weeks, or more.
Yes, dishes. Next the wire cage storage. With the cot assembled, I will set that up for naps. With ac, and it being off the ground, it is a cooler day sleep option, with underneath airflow. As well, it will be great as a sit down clothes folding station. Beyond that, I would like to manage packing materials, and tear down some of the definte non-keeper boxes. Taking those out to the vehicle after each armful or two.
Other than that, food and the critters, perhaps a shower and actual shave. Maybe a bit more light digging on the table. Pieces, parts and bits. The bigger jobs take what time they require, the little ongoing projects can get one to five minutes, to twenty, if and as I can. The trick is to allow zero backsliding. Absolutely zero.
Ugh, aspirin. Later.
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