Up early enough, I think.

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Just at 08:00, now.  But I woke a few minutes after 07:00.  I had to work with the stock and else first.  Draining the stock was complicated, almost ran out of room.  Luckily I remember to pull out a smaller pot, for soup for today.  I turned my back for two seconds and Sam was into it.  And she got a swat for it.  Just a big plastic lid.  The look on her face, between guilty and angry.  I pulled back again and she gave right deference.  Good call.

Anyway... I was curious about the meat left on the bones.  Getting all the oxtail meat off was impossible last night.  I got off what was possible, the rest, I assumed, was waste.  Still, as the bones sat, draining, I... had to see how much meat was there and if it was tasty!  I... think with my stomach.

And?  And it was!  Oh, quite tasty.  Perhaps not ribeye tasty, but nearing chuck if without the better texture.  So... even if in a hurry to get the trash out, I took the time to debone that, and put it in with the rest of the meat.  I got another cup or two.  I am well pleased.

Then the bones in the trash, and that out.  It is 37 F out there, and windy.  Not breezes, though if gusts, those are just over the steady winds.  The trash can had been tipped.  It looks like someone bumped it with a vehicle.  And the recycling lid was open.  Very strange.  Wasn't the wind, my neighbors barrels weren't open or tipped.  No bags were opened, so it wasn't animals... or... non-human animals.

Still, it is all out, and ready to go.  I wasn't sure I would, or would be able, to wake.  I initially set an alarm for 06:00 and 08:00.  During the night, while dreaming of a major mountain combat expedition... damned cold, I'll tell you... were I almost died a time or thrice, and I helped a few of the other crew stay alive and not freeze... I woke, and decided the 06:00 alarm would be annoying and too early, and might mess up my waking.

I thought the sun would help.  While it did, it... wasn't in as grand a fashion as hoped.  The clouds are so think the sun can barely be noticed.  Clouds down to... ~1,500 off the valley floor?  How high they go is another question, if I suspect they are thick.  Still, a bit of light, like a candle behind a curtain, long away in the woods, at night... it was just enough to... get me to check the time and decide to get going.

Oh, and dishes are soaking.  I need to put some of the stock in freezer containers, and label them. then wash that bowl too.  A very good start.  When I finish that, I'll wash it all up quickly, get it out to dry, and take a shower.  Teeth are brushed, just waiting an half hour to begin on some tea, and probably kefir after my next excursion to the kitchen... or even just off my chair for a bit.

Quite a thing.   Today?  Business calls, perhaps shopping, maybe some package returns?  More boxes?  Definitely that bucket mousetrap.  And the bathroom.  Odd how, when you start doing things, and keeping on top of them, there seems a lot less to do.  Though, in a house this size, keeping up, when everything is caught up, will still be a bit of a grind.  Assuming it is to sociable levels.  Later.