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Getting there.  I did finish those pots and pans.  Started the hamburger.  Started the other dishes.  Couldn't do everything at once, tried though.  Almost started in on the bathroom hall while at it.  But, yeah, no.  When the burger is finished, dinner.  I think the salad may still be good for one last meal.  A base of salad, burger on that, and shredded cheese on top of all that.

I really think, possibly, I will finish the dishes in there, get a shower, set the next batch of dishes up, and then mop yet today.  A rinse?  More dishes?  I don't know about much else, but... that may well get done.  I always think more is possible.  Even if I could work as hard and long as I would like, I still couldn't do everything planned.  No one could, probably.

Very good to be at it.  Even if I feel like I am slogging through.  I definitely need breaks.  But I am working well.  It will all be there tomorrow.  And, I think, as I acclimate to medicine again I will be at it tomorrow.  To have a perfectly clean bathroom, or as close as I can do, will be nice.  Then to keep it up, and clear a bit more in here, before I go.  Boxes, and maybe part or all of the kitchen.  Counters at least, and dishes.

I need to hit it, not sure when mom will be going home.  She thinks, maybe, that it will be at least a week.  But... I don't think doctors really keep her in the loop.  For them, it's how much they can get out of medicare and medicade, not about her at all, I suspect.  Up to some point.  And that they aren't going to tell her or... they will just let her stay until they don't, I suppose.  So, I best hurry.

And, I want to get the rabbit hutches moved, creating a minor cloister for them.  And get the other cage up and in, and sorted.  Ugh.  But so much to do, and I can only work just so fast.  Plus only so long, and only when possible.  There is the near dinner bell.  Might not be ready yet, but best check.  Later.