Quite good.

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The shower curtains went up easily.  Dishes were mostly finished.  A few bits are air drying.  Then a luxurious shower.  Long, double and probably triple cleaned, then oiled.  My feet are staying extremely well hydrated.  Either I take care of them or they turn into rocks.  I am surprised they never became infected... for they did crack to bleeding, sometimes for extended periods, toes and heels... I could do nothing.  If I could afford manicures, and if they were available, I would get one a month.  It helps with circulation.  Oh well.

It is down to 72°, from 75° or 76° inside.  It was 58° outside last I looked.  I switched everything over to fan upstairs, and opened extra windows while at it.  As well, downstairs, I opened up a bit more then redirected fans.  I will turn those to low as I go to bed, turn off one of the ac fans, and tighten trim.  Trying to save money, but without cooking.  A tenuous trick.

A very good day.  A bit overheated, a bit of evening air will see to that.  I have to cool off before I can sleep.  Hopefully earlier tonight than yesterday.  If it is well earlier, I may fold some of the laundry up there.  I never did work on the puzzle.  Something almost always slips through the will.

Yes.  A good day.  Perhaps a great one.

Tomorrow?  Cleaning the bathroom, a shower, the last set of dishes, a load of laundry if possible... if there is enough for a load of something, vacuuming the livingroom, and maybe starting in on the kitchen?  Too much, but I like the swagger!  The place is still very rough, but the improvements are profound.  I am, so far, not only able to make serious inroads, but minimally maintain even when I crash... though often continue on, make deeper inroads, if at a much slower pace.

I don't understand.  Save that the voice, the calling... it is more potent than the grave.  It is with me awake and asleep, if honestly, sometimes I wish it weren't.  A minority, selfish, portion of my thoughts.  Like a nightowl child, waken to open presents on Christmas morning.  Torn, but not much?  Something in there.

Good night.