So very tired.

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Ah, why the trash man arrived today, not yesterday?  Today is Monday.  Ugh. It's been rough.

A shower, and the visitor and myself went to town.  He worked on the big cage.  It is now sound.  Shopping, and I found chicken and pigs feet, and tripe.  Plus to a regular grocery store for a few more typical items.  I checked my account first.  It... should all work out.  As well, I paid on my phone, so it should work again, for a while.  I am hoping to reset it between the 7th and 10th, and then put it on automatic pay.

He had a few places to go as well.  And we went to the barbers... well... a lady barbershop.  I still look messy, being between this and that.  But cleaned, cleared, and leveled.  He seemed happy with his cut, and while it was still short, it actually has some styling to it.  One step at a time.  All in all, it was a very good day.  But I am absolutely crushed... ready for bed.

Oh, and I have the tools sought, so as to possibly do work on the various cages, including building a table for one of the grouping of boxes.  Ugh.  I'll do what I can, as I am able.  Now, though, absolutely for sure, it is bedtime.  I think I'll shut the girls out tonight.  I need sleep, unbothered, heavy, hard, sleep.  Quite a day.  Hmm, I'll check the towels, in the dryer.  I'm sure they will need another short run, which I will set them to.  Good afternoon, day, and night.