Almost nothing.

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The girls and the ducks have been tended well.  I did make a spot of beef and chicken.  The beef was only so-so, but the chicken was to die for.  Sometimes it comes out just right.  This was that and then some.  Plus I have two more meals worth.  Three drumsticks is usually enough, with a veggie and fatted coffee or tea.  Plus, the girls got the bones to strip.  They really love chicken.  And, often, pork.  Beef?  Not so much, oddly.  Cheese?  Depends on which cheese and which of the ladies, but yes... oddly.

The ducks... it took a while to let them out.  Nearly eleven? noon?  But out there got.  Fed well, water was good.  And I chat with them.  Sometimes they interact back, sometimes not so much.  I don't mind.  I think they know I like them.  They just aren't sure about trusting an ogre.  Fair enough.  Still, I do enjoy going out and see to them.

I keep hoping to get started on dishes.  So tired.  Odd how little work can trash me.  Though... I did a bit Monday.  And it is coming from doing nothing, for long stretches.  It's not just a laziness, it's from an exhaustion I can't seem to escape.  I pushed it helping with the tree, and got well and truly hurt doing it.  Should have broken, but that I didn't... I guess that's good.  But it did cost.

I'll... keep trying to kick the engine over, get going, and do what is needed.  I... will do what I can, as I can, when I can.  And, thank God for the opportunities to do, and when I can't, thank Him for the opportunities to pray and contemplate.  Be grateful, even, eventually, for death.  But, as long as you live, be grateful for life.  I am.  I just... I would like to do a bit more.  He knows, oh but He knows.  Later.