Quite a lot for not much.

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Memory must be shot.

I didn't think much was done. I don't remember work, save in an odd, offhanded, way, as if watching from a rear view mirror, and not all of it.  All the dishes, then some, were done to the air drying point.  All the jars of eggs, very old kefir, and pickles, plus dishes, have been pulled out of the fridge or off the shelves, drained, and set to soak... in the kitchen sink.  I want a quick shower tomorrow.  Won't set dishes going in there until after a shower.

A shower was just taken.  No trim or shave, but hopefully a trim before bedtime.  Garbage has been collected, and will be going out shortly.  Ducks will be fed and watered as well.  Bins won't be bagged until tomorrow, too tired to wrestle, and there are still several bags in the yet bagged ones.

I do plan to organize the closet, and see if shirts will hang well.  If so, I'll put a bunch up, finish any leftovers in the morning.  Aspirin would be fantastic right about now.  Oh well.  I'll put it on my list for the next time I go to town.  Not a bad day.  I still overworked, but not as terribly as yesterday.

No boxes were wrangled, if I think the fridge, jars and bottles, and counters ended up being more work.  It wasn't supposed to be that way.  Well, and I am not quite done.  A very good day, if I overdid it, and still can't quite stop.  Ducks, trash to the curb, organizing the closet, hanging shirts, and testing a flat sheet over the cage shelves.

Good night.