A slow day.

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No need to water anywhere tonight.  I also couldn't get out to pick up sticks.  Every time I went out for one thing or another, I overheated too quickly.  It was down to 82°, from 88° as a high, a good several hours before sundown.  It doesn't always go so well. By 22:30, it was 64°, perhaps 62°.  I don't know if it will drop much more, but it could.

I was out grilling a few hotdogs.  Great big sausages, not quite a hotdog, if not a brot or other sausage.  No backbite that a lot of hotdogs have, and without the fat of heavier full-on sausages.  Grilled to blackened blisters, just right.  More fireworks made the effort more enjoyable.

Dishes were set to soak.  Trash and cat litter are partially finished.  That will be done yet tonight, and to the curb.  I am hoping to finish dishes yet tonight, set up another load, and clear off counters.  If done quickly enough, coleslaw and potato salad is planned.  Tonight, or tomorrow.  And at least sweeping the bathroom.  But that will be it, at best.  If I can get going.  Later.