All but a nap.

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Up to the nap, that is.  It all took longer, I needed rest between projects, and I set two small loads of dishes, plus washed from the small meals and cleaned the coffee pot.  I thought there was more to do with packing and boxes.  Less than ten?  Or so.  What can be recycled and empties are stacked, with three smaller boxes of plastic packaging burst bubbles and other trash packing materials.  And all where I wanted it.

Resting after the shower.  Yes, I needed that.  A long rest.  It is up to the low 70°'s inside, it was 80° out there.  Ugh.  It's about that time.  I'd best get ac in, and close windows first thing.  Airing the place, day and night, has been nice, but is done.  Still, at night, I should be able to keep it open... for a while.

With ac only upstairs, the downstairs, I am hoping, will stay slightly cooler.  I found that closing off the upstairs was required to have any effect.  Hot air rises, cold air drops.  Opening up means nothing but a useless transfer happens.  I am hoping to replace the "smart" ac.  It might not be good for my needs, but perhaps for someone with nothing, it might work.  While I will never buy a smart one again, I'd like to find one with a timer.

I'll do a bit more work and organizing upstairs, perhaps just as I go to bed.  A few hours, easy work, just enough to ease into sleep.  It really is moving along.  My mom would have done my four weeks of work in days, a week at most.  I do what I can.  And it is, slowly, looking much better.

As I empty my main bedroom, I can begin using that as a general collection and sorting area.  If I can get that room cleared and cleaned in the process, the bathroom... perhaps I can get help in there.  Some of it I will try solo.  I may turn it into the winter room.  As the house, and that bedroom, gets cleared, I can move sorting hq next door, and begin turning the main bedroom back into a proper bedroom again.

Yea, it's getting to where looking a bit further ahead holds promise.  Later.