A few things.

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Fresh hay, cleaned water troughs and fresh water for the ducks.  I need to build a duck tractor, get the little ones in that.  Then clean the hutch out again.  For now, adding fresh hay is as good as it gets.  I open up the hutch by later afternoon.  Then check every few hours.  They actually prefer to be in well before dusk.  I am learning.  If I can't be awake by dark, it is best to not let them out until I can be.  A few miles down any country road will show enough predatory critters to let one know that night is terribly dangerous for birds.

The cats have been fed and treated.  I have to clear litter soon.  Ugh.

A call to my mother.  She sounds good.  No major events.  A visit to the doctor for a standard checkup.  I forgot to ask about her garden.  They had a storm that threatened to wipe it out, nearly did.  Last time we spoke it was possibly in recovery.  Just talking, now is good.  I try to keep it on side issues, but one or the other of us ends on a rant.  Though we recover more quickly these days.

In and out a few times burned me out a bit.  But coming back in helps.  I am waiting for it to cool enough to open up, to take a nap.  I may just go down for a bit sooner, as I am crashing too fast to last.  Perhaps setting the alarm, hoping it would get me up in time.  Oh, but not until the ducks are penned.  I cleaned out the pee jugs, so will be ready if more has to go.

If a nap is enough, perhaps I could get to work as the night cools the house.  I am close to... catching up.  I keep falling just short of... almost... starting.  Food might help, but that requires tasks and objects a bit down the pile and list.  So hungry.  I'll do what I can, when I can.  Later.