Today?

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Again, today?  I believe so.

Several days of managing heat and recouping lost and dysfunctional sleep has prepared me for getting back to work.  At 13:20 it is 80° outside, 70° upstairs, and 72° downstairs.  The ducks and girls have been tended.  And I have begun plotting my day.  Oh, and strange dreams...

The first task will be refreshing dishes.  The ones in the bathroom are ready, just needing a hot refresh so as to dry more easily.  The ones in the kitchen still need a first wash, so that wash, then a complete refresh... to then be washed again after a shower.  Of course, before a shower, the shower curtain bar has to go up.  So there is that.

After, perhaps between those as well, a rest.  After?  Putting the last of the dishes in, perhaps the last full load of laundry, then upstairs to vacuum and then fold and put up laundry.  If there is anything else possible, assuming I clear to that point, the idea of finishing cleaning the bathroom is nagging my mind.

If I can clear that list, I could begin finishing the kitchen tomorrow!  It has lingered well from as far as I got last time.  This time I will completely clear down to the table and set that back up, but also begin going through pots, pans, and small and large utensils.  Storing portions of each, tossing some.  Some with the intention of giving away or throwing away, in time.  Some stored as replacement for any stolen or broken items.

Yes, I am seeing it.  The work that has been done, the short term work proposed, and the work that will be done.  Overall an half done?  A third?  A quarter complete?  To a degree it depends how you balance work.  By volume, by time, by processes rendered?  Perhaps other ways, such as mass over distance.  Actually the heaviest item, at nearly three hundred pounds, that perpetually needs moved, is my body.  :p

I'll try to get to dreams later.  Or not.