Probably a bit much.

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In one way.  Not enough in another.  Branches were piled, but in piles of piles.  That will work.  But they are still here.  And a place was found, then rejected, at which to install a post for the hammock.  It looked good earlier, but there is too much sun on it in the early afternoon on.  The place, even with a shielding cover, would be blazing hot until well after sundown.  So I will bit looking over other possible sites for the post.

I have two sites as possibles.  It will come down to which one gets the least sun during the earlier part of the day.  As, by afternoon, they are both in solid shadow.  The less sun, the more I can keep my hammock up and out.  And, on days when it is hot in the house, I can just go sleep on the hammock?  Maybe.  It's in the back yard, and will be mostly shielded from the road, so...

As well, I picked up quikcrete, or such, a few cinder blocks, and a few waterers.  All they had was the large ones.  That will just have to do.  A few more.  I didn't grab all they had, just four more.  The big ones will really stretch even the two duo cages I currently have.  Bits and pieces, here and there.  They don't know when they will get more, or what they will be getting.  Bleh.  I'll have to check for waterers every time I go in, and try to get in a couple times a month, if possible.

A bit more, but... yeah.  Absolutely exhausted.  I did remember to take morning pills  this morning, and just took night pills.  I'll need something to eat, and fast acting insulin soon.  Then slow acting before bedtime.  Hopefully another shower.  I'm soaked in sweat and dust from that little bit.

I have enough quikcrete to redo the clothes line poles too, and some gravel for down below for all the posts, and extra to just have around.  I thought about checking for tar, to fix a dip in the drive... a couple buckets would be my guess... at least for a start, but enough was enough.  And I'm running out of money.  Next month.

My feet are killing me, ribs, and some other things.  Oddly, not my back.  Sleeping on the floor really is a good thing.  I know it seems crazy, and I had to fight it for four months.  But now that I do it and comfortably, my back almost never aches, even when I push it.  I have to twist it, or sprain it, or such, for it to hurt.  Ribs?  A whole other thing, if that is just from being out of shape, I think.  Another strange thing is my muscles don't hurt.  I am tired, but just... as it should be.  Then again, we will see tomorrow.

No one can say I don't give it 100%, and then go even beyond somehow... when I can.  Too bad (s)he won't live.  But then again who does.  Well past my retirement age.  Can't say we didn't try.  Hell of a world.  Live and learn, then die.  If you can... any of those.  Amen.