Tuesday, September 7, 2021

Slow. Going.

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Did trash go out too late?  I thought I heard the trash truck, but sometimes it goes one way, then the other.  Not sure I made it, but I think so.  Will find out before long.  Almost forgot.  Not much out, so... there is that.  As well, finally got the mop and caddy cleaned.  Then refreshed with another bleach cycle.  Had to clean it anyway.  Then went ahead and mopped.  I'll hit it one more time, in about an hour.  Then rinse that, and run a rinse on the floor, once or twice.  I still plan to mop it, with the other solution, sometime soon.

Boxes?  I don't think so.  I'm running slow.  Too slow.  Just getting some of it done will have to do.  Well, and trying to stay awake later into the day.  I will, at least, get another mopping, and a rinse or two if needed.  Then, after it dries, trim my neck and get a shower in.  Then, maybe, scrub the floor one more time.

Oh, and a bill to call in and pay.  Mortgage, you know.  I need to get that automated, but it's tricky.  For now, the phone will have to do.

As well, when I go on up to bed, I am hoping to fold several pair of pants, and begin sorting enough underwear and socks to go.  Enough for a week should be good.  A clean pair of shorts and socks for a week.  Five shirts, three pants, and maybe two outer shorts... as in short pants.  Plus two pair of pajamas bottoms... make that seven shirts, two just for pajamas.

As well, I need to see if I have containers for shampoo and conditioner.  Toothpaste and such will go as is.  Other things have to be figured out.  Several pairs of shoes, one more for outside, one for indoors, mostly.  I'm never quite sure.  There is always something which will be forgotten, here or there.  As well, I'm taking my sleeping mats.  I much prefer those to any bed.

Ugh...  Not sure when, or if, travel is possible.  All I know is it may arrive, and it doesn't look like I will be in the loop as to when that might be happening.  I'll keep calling, asking.  I don't think my mother fully understand the limits, and time of travel requirements.  I won't do a seventeen hour drive again.  That beat me up.  Though, finding a place that isn't being used as an illegal squatter camp will be a trick, too.  Do any real people stay in these places anymore?  Certainly not the low-budget chains.

Well... things to ponder.  Things yet to do.  Later.  Or... much later.  Who knows.

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