Yes, well, some of it.

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Chores were done.  I know I looked, but can't remember the temp, then.  It is about 67 out, currently, at right around 10:30.  It got down to 40.  If it dipped below even that, I just can't say.  I meant to look, but time flew by.  It didn't seem all that cold though, oddly.

The shirred eggs went better than expected.  I made four, but, really, two or three should be quite enough hereon out.  But I didn't mind slightly overeating.  I tried a variety of mixes.  Fresh diced onion in all.  The rest had a mix of ham, cheeses (cheddar and munster on half each), and broccoli florets in two thirds of them.

Okay, they kept not looking done.  If there is one thing that will throw my gag reflex into overdrive, it is underdone egg... of just about any sort.  So, I kept baking at it.  They probably baked, at 350, for... twenty minutes?  I finally decided, despite appearances, they had to be done.

I pulled them, then let them cool for five minutes.  Then, a bit fearfully for they still appeared undone, dug in.  Boy, those were fine!  My moth is still watering, for more.  The combination, any of them, were quite delicious.  I could see putting bacon on top, letting it crisp right in there, or other cold cuts.  Any cheese I like would be fine it it.  And so easy.

There are the dishes, but with the butter, I think that will be a snap.

I then scrubbed the floor one last time.  I probably won't get to the dishes in there, so won't shower.  I also won't get a rinse done, but that is fine.  I have... done well.  Well enough.  There were a few extras I did, here and there, as well.  It'll get done.  I am about to crash.  I will get the trash out, later tonight.  And finish with dishes, those soaking.  As well, I'll continue the list as I am able.  So very tired, worn, sleepy too.

Good morning, and night.