Not as much as proposed.

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Not in, with the outside work, or the combined efforts.  A light day.  If, given the givens, not bad.  A load of laundry through.  Some cleanup and picking up upstairs.  A nearly last load of dishes finished.  Some work on tree and weed trimming, with some help.  And... a sad search for the ducklings.  One was never found.  One was found, dead.  They got out from under the gate.

I may see about ordering some ducklings, after building a minor enclosure for them.  Ugh.

It got to above 80°, 85°?  Higher?  The heat took me down.  I had to turn the ac on and nap just a bit.  I'm nursing a headache from it.  However, after cooling to just 70° upstairs for an hour, I was able to handle 75° downstairs.  I hadn't shut the windows in time to hold the cool in.  I'm going to have to work on that.

I have since made supper and taken down the old shower curtain bar.  Another helper bought one for me today.  I'll get the new one up tomorrow.  Supper was chicken thighs baked in what remained of a spicey beef spaghetti sauce, along with potato.  I've been dying to try the raw sour cream.  It was all superior, but the farm fresh, literally, sour cream was... that touch above superior that... gets me.  I've had it before, without knowing why it was special... what it was.  It's a secret culinary weapon!  I dined as few kings have.

Not much, and I crashed.  But I got back to it and will go a bit longer.  I will hit it again tomorrow, napping in the cool if necessary.  The goal is folding laundry and finishing the dishes set.  Putting up the new shower curtain rod, then showering.  Vacuuming upstairs and the steps.  And probably setting up the last of the dishes.  All while doing things in small portions, to avoid overheating, if possible.

The rest of the weekend is trying to clean the bathroom and getting trash together and out.  Well, plus staying cool.  It went from a bit too cool to wake and work to ~85° in two days?  I think so.  So be it.  I'll... keep at things.  His approach is... He is on His way.  I... must be ready.  I've got a few things yet to do.  But to bed before two, it is hoped.  Good night.

Oh... I grabbed a pan out of the oven tonight.  But it was only 350°.  Didn't burn, turn red, or even sting... this time.  Thankfully it was only 350°.  Weird how usually not, but I still have the mark from melted skin... hmm, actually, that was 350° too.  What a gas.  Oh, but that was ultra heavy chromed reflective steel, this was a more typical stainless handle.  A man... critter... should know his limits.