Is there enough time?

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I tore into boxes.  I got a row, near the window, done.  I don't think there will be enough room to get all the packing out.  But trash should all fit.  Then I realized chicken needed deboning and got to that, after a good washoff.  The bones and pint of stock went in to the juices from cooking.  Two hours.  forgot the vinegar, curious how it will work anyway.

I have to hide or contain everything, or Sam will get in it.  I gave her chicken, and Sassy too.  Sassy doesn't like chicken?  Anyway, Sam ate both groups.  And she is still sneaking around, hoping I will leave some out.  She has eaten more than the equivalent of two cans of her food in chicken, and she still wants more.  No more!  Bah!  Stupid cat, she's an addict.

With two hours for cooking, and an hour for cooling down perhaps, it will be pretty late if I can get the beef going.  Plus, I have some washing up to do.  One of my larger storage bowls still has old chicken broth and etc which has to go, and the bowl has to be cleaned.  Plus the big bowl I used to separate meat from bone, which I have to do for the beef too, has to be washed.  I do have others, I just don't want to have to wash two big bowls at once.

Is there time for a beef stew supper?  I don't know, but I am going to try.  Right, and trash has to go out.  but I will wait until the bones from the beef are finished, then get that last batch out so tomorrow will be a clean start.  Dishes will also be done.  Hmm, and I want a shower, before long, maybe a shave.

Quite a program.  Almost magic.  If I don't deserve to have Him under my roof, my roof may be ready for Him anyway.  I... still... wonder.  And prepare.