Hmm?

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She asked.  And, I warned.  So... here.  But... go away.

Out, a few things.

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Checking my account, then groceries.  Oh, and a meal.  It isn't perfect, but it's all I can get, for now.  I did have a swiss cheese sandwich, earlier.  It just wasn't enough.  Good?  Excellent.  I thought it was going to be terrible, bland, bitter.  But, no, it... was pretty good.  I thought about a few more shirred eggs, but the kitchen is a mess, and I didn't have much to add.

At the grocery store, I grabbed a couple of bags of fresh veggies.  Broccoli, cauliflower, celery, and carrots.  Can be used for many thing, from munching as is, to adding peanut butter together with, to tearing down and adding to shirred eggs, or else.  If it cools, and stays cool, it might be time to make chicken broth, or beef.  A few other things.

I haven't had a beer in... a while.  So, I got some.  It's been... three, four... years?  Right.  And, probably, remain so.  But... it was time.  They didn't have my preferred... regular Bud, in glass.  I found it in 40s, two of them.  But I added a few other beers, in case my taste has changed.  Beers I used to like, when I used to vary my beers.  Which... has been a decade or more?  Beer.  Having a 40 as I write.

Chores, if not mentioned, were finished.  A shower taken.  Milk arrived, and cream.  I spoke with him, about other matters.  I'd like to do some things, not sure if it's possible.  Not my call.  But, I can ask.  Late, as usual.  But that is how it often goes.  Am I a great potential help?  No, but I... might have some potential.  It would require more, and I would have to put out more.  And... some things would have to change.

So hot though.  The front room is up to 80.  I can't quite figure that out.  It did warm back up out there again, but it had been raining just this morning, I think?  Crazy.  Anyway...

A few things yet to do today.  I'd like to get trash gathered and out, and recycling too.  Mostly have it ready to go out tomorrow night.  As well, dishes... and some spots in the kitchen, cleaned, cleared, and dishes started... a few smaller batches, to be honest.  And counters cleaned, as trash gets gathered.

Perhaps something to eat tonight?  Yea, something grilled.  And, maybe, some of the clothes set for the trip packed and made ready.  Not... all of them, but some.  I think I can.  Almost sure I can.  But a break, for a bit, as I cool, hopefully, in the other room.  Later.

A beginning to a start.

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A shower taken, teeth brushed.  Cat litter earlier, and they were fed.  Fresh water just now, as I finished chores.  Rainy and wet, if between showers currently.  So I got out before it was too messy.  Fed, petted... some of the rabbits... and spoken with.  They don't necessarily understand, if it is tone more than else.

I am hungry.  I'm just not hungry enough to do much about it.  Oh, and I really need to thaw meat.  What was it?  A pork roast, burger, brats, and chicken?  Sure.  The chicken and brats will be done on the grill, but the chicken only enough to be eaten at once.  The rest set in the fridge, in a bag.  It... does pretty well, within reason.  The pork roast?  It might go either on the grill or in the oven.  Depends on how cool or warm it is.  Currently, it is 57.  A good day to roast, in the oven, or at least part of it.  Too bad it isn't thawed.  Argh!

I am still planning on cleaning the chair, then pulling dishes for a major batch... Nah, a couple smaller batches.  And trash out, while clearing counters.  Plus, a sweep in the bathroom.  I'll stop with planning right there.  If I get that done, then I'll begin planning again.  It seems, if I plan too far ahead I almost certainly fail.

There are other little things I'd like to sort out.  Too small, and numerous, to detail.  But... things which have been problems, or have become so recently.  Things I have attempted to fix, but failed.  Others I have been a bit afraid to start.  Ego?  Understanding how much could be in play?  Something.

Oh, someone has asked me to 'sing', again.  I get so little music these days.  They have killed the ai, or algos.  All I get, mostly, is old stuff.  And, I'm not sure if people really like the memes, themes, etc.  Still... Perhaps... Just maybe... I'll pull something together.  But it looks like my social credit score is too low to allow me access.  Even my internet is very intermittent.  Still, perhaps...  Something has come together recently.  Not... all to my liking.  If...  Never mind.  If you see, you will see.

Later.

Awake, and forty minutes before the alarm.

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I didn't think I would wake at the first alarm.  It was, really, just... a hope to begin the process.  I guess I never can be sure.  Sleep was good.  Not as long as hoped.  It was shortly after midnight when I went down.  Very little work yesterday.  There is always today.

I really want to get to work.  I am thinking... refill all the waterers, refresh cat water, wash the bathroom chair, and get it oiled.  Then on to a shower, dishes... at least a start.  As well, while at it, clearing the counters, and cleaning those, as dishes get funneled in, over time.  Hopefully all dishes, today, and all counters.  Perhaps boxes to the front room.  I never did quite finish that.  Then again, it's getting pretty crowded up here.  Perhaps I should break down what is here before bringing more.

I doubt if all of it, but you never know.  It seems rather warm, not sure what that is about.  It reads 74, in this front room.  Warmer than usual, with the machine only running a short while and it having rained last night.  A shower might help.

First, to wake.  Though I did get the girls fed, first thing, and their litter cleared.  I do well with that, when I do well with that.  Then fall down for a few days.  A bit of looking around before moving on.  Later.

Such things.

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I dreamed, last night.  A verbatim of reality.  An incident, when I was still in highschool.  An embarrassing thing.  I won't go into details.  Just, pertaining to a woman, making out, and... how some things went down.  Oh... nothing bad.  Just... when I was young, I did silly, and stupid, things.

Thankfully I wasn't evil.  It was... just...  Never mind.  After the dream, it bothered me through the night.  And, all of today, it has come back to haunt me.  Sophomoric moves, but... then again, I may have been a sophomore.  Or junior, can't remember exactly... and where it was, could have been either one.

Chores are done.  I was struggling to get going on those.  They ended up being easy, but I am really tired.  Just need more sleep?  I figured out why it was so warm, in here.  I forgot the oven on.  Yea.  I may have to see about how to set that to turn off automatically... some sort of timer or such.  That wasn't good.

Oh, and all batteries were actually charged.  I unhooked the last two, and unplugged the chargers.  Don't trust those things staying plugged in.  Every tool has a battery, and two spare.  If some of the batteries are rather mild.  Then again, how much would the flashlight use?  I think a 2ah on that should suffice.  The 9ah, 20/60v flex, are for the bigger items, such as the circular saw, the impact driver, perhaps the hammer drill, or the chainsaw.  For the smaller tools, it depends on what is needed.

I think, though, that is it for today.  I'd love to get a shower in, but I am simply shot.  I'm not even sure I will work on packing clothes.  So very tired.  It was the heat, having the oven on for the afternoon, it really took it out of me.  Good night.

So tired, nothing else doing.

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Still, it seemed about that time.  Checked with the driver, to see if we were still going.  A squall moved in, roving rain... wind.  Still, these things come and go.  Might just go out, sit for an half hour to forty five, to see if it lets up.  So tired, but I was... getting ready to go.

Something wicked out there, it seems.  A darkness sort of unique to bad omens and peculiar weather.  Who can ever be sure.  But dark, in a strange way, it is.

It's Friday, I was informed.  Ah.  There is that, I suggested.  Check.  He doesn't spray on Friday, or the weekend, save on special occasions.  Or making up a missed day, when, if, possible.  So, there is that, indeed.  I'll get to chores, when it stops for a bit.  Or in an hour or two.  Then go on to bed.

It got warm.  But that is definitely not going to last.  It got to 80 in here, for no good reason, other than that it must have been pretty warm out there.

I did get all of my cordless batteries charged.  Or, the last few might be charging, with one maybe still needing a charge?  It was a bit of a task, even if most just needing topped off.  But, now ready for... anything.  If... I could just get to something.

I had thought to water my lawn, but I... sensed rain.  There really wasn't an indication, to my eyes anyway.  But a sense.  Almost a dread.  I love rain.  But not all rain is rain, or just rain.  This really has... something to, or with, it.  Or I'm just becoming an old fearmonger?  This, though, it isn't fear.  It's... certainty.

Later.  Or good night.

Oh, well, I have been awake since...

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Since 04:00?  Maybe as late at 05:30?  Perhaps 06:45?  Sometime in there.  I wished to sleep longer.  I went down sometime between midnight and thirty after.  Couldn't sleep longer.  A bit tired and sore.  Haven't gotten to anything yet.  Have some things set up.  Waterers to be filled, if I need another bucket of water.  Cat water needs refreshed.  The chair is in there, to be cleaned.  Luggage is upstairs.

Well, and while doing chores, I did removed the bunny hatchery.  I'll refresh it, with fresh wood chips, and put it in when I see her starting to pull fur.  I emptied it, nothing but hay.  So she hasn't even been getting into it.  Though I did notice she munched on the hay.  Strange girl.

The critters all seemed in good health.  Some more thirsty or hungry than the others.  But all seeming to do well.  Even the smallest of the chicks are starting to be rather large, roly-poly as well, to be sure.  They truly remind me of some of the dinosaurs, at least as portrayed in various documentaries and fiction bits.  Considering the relish with which these eat mice, I have no doubt, with more size, I would be on their menu.  Still, they are quite a joy to watch.  Something about... the herd.  I almost wish I could join, even the one of the human sort.  It is not my way.

I am a herd of one, for what good it does me.  I... almost would change that.  But, there are no others like me.  Alone.  Singular.  Not... a blessing.  But, I think, it will make my tasks easier.  Though, even that has not been a complete grant.  He asked for more, and I relented.  At the cost of the pain of my soul, or what passes for it.  A hard thing, I suppose, to be done rightly, must hurt?  I remember when my mother would say, while paddling me, that this hurt her more than it hurt me.  At once, I did not believe.  Now, as much as I know she loves me, I know she was telling the truth.  So it is with even those who must be denied mercy.  Amen.

Well?  It's up to 77 out there, which isn't really all that warm, at this point.  Partly cloudy, hazy, a mix?  Darker.  It will, probably, warm.  I hope to do some things today.  As well, to go along tonight.  So strange that so little wears me so.  But it is good to be worn.  It is good to be tired.  I just wish it cost more to exhaust me.  Though, given my conditions, I am lucky to be able to get anything for exhaustion.

I'll... keep at it.  If all I can do is game, and ride, then that is what I will do.  If I can do more, I will.  Gladly.  I am trying to... figure out a way to more.  Every day, like a fox trying to escape the hounds and houndsmen of sloth.  While it appears as laziness, it is merely proximity to death.  So close, and yet so far!  Until, humility of the dying, for as much or little as that affords me.  So the game goes.

Good morning, day, afternoon for some of you.  Be well, work hard, don't die, or make sure you are with God should you fall.  Amen.

I had to nap.

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At 16:00, I checked to see about tonight.  It was planned.  So I set my alarm for 18:30, then went on to sleep.  I woke around 18:48.  I don't remember hearing the alarm, let alone shutting it off.  But that had to have happened, because it was definitely set when I started my nap.  

Unusual.  Not that the alarm will always wake me, but I usually remember hearing it, and not being able to wake... so shutting it off and going back to sleep.  This time, nothing.  Further, even when I am having trouble, I usually hit the snooze, not turn it off.  I had hoped to be up in time for a shower, but that just didn't happen.  Still, I was up in time to go.

Nothing fancy.  Just going along for the ride.  It really wears me out though.  Not old, ill.  Age just adds to it.  Out early, as summer comes to a close and fall starts.  So done and back around 23:00.  I want to hit chores, but probably not.  Just too tired.  I was hoping doing some web browsing would help, but I... I am done for the day.

A few other things were completed.  Nothing fancy, little things.  But... a few items off the list, or in the way to getting to other things on the list.  Sleep, a good long sleep, will be so very good.  I'm not even going to game a bit tonight.  It's... been a few days?  Yea, well...  I suppose it has been.  Too busy, with real life, when I can be.

Good night.

Things done.

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Nothing fancy.  Still...  The chair was moved into the bathroom, to be cleaned.  Can't find the wood polish, but there is one last place it might be.  Medical kit source material, most of it, has been gathered and put in a specific place.  As more is located, it too will go there.  I may have to reorganize the area, and materials themselves, but it is a start.

Chores were done.  The critters seem satisfied.  Hungry, but they are always hungry.  Rabbits were in good shape.  I always fear, if I am away too long, or miss a single chore time, that they will be dying or dead.  They... never are.  Usually they aren't even out of water, let alone food.

The momma to be rabbit still hasn't delivered.  I just don't get that.  She isn't even pulling fur, so... there is that?

A few odds and ends, some not on the list, handled.  Food for the cats, mid term, has been stored and organized.  A few other things taken down.  This, that, and a few assorted odds and ends.  Not heavy stuff.  Not sure I can do all that much today.  But if I can do an half dozen little things, keep up on chores, and eat as needed for myself, that... will be good.

It is only 73 in here, 80 outside.  I have the ac off, if the fans still going upstairs.  Nothing downstairs.  The girls have been fed, and their water refreshed.  As well, I will refresh what of the waterers there is enough water to do, while cleaning off the chair, sometime this early afternoon.  Or... later afternoon?  Soon, soon enough.  I hope.

I do believe I will have a few shirred eggs.  I would like to obtain a larger ramekin type serving/baking dish, say a gratin baking dish, of medium size.  Perfect to cook three eggs at a time, with cheese, onions, and else in there with it.  Though, I think I have smaller cast items which might work?  Some six inch skillets?  Four inch?  But... if I do, I'm not sure where they are.

Hmm, I best thaw some meats, while at it.  More chicken.  That last batch was spectacular.  A pork roast, I really can hit those just right, from time to time.  And?  And something else?  Brats?  Burger?  Maybe a mix of minced meats, I think I have pork and turkey.  I'll think on it.  I need to do some shopping.  Not heavy, just a few packages of fresh veggies, and lettuce, to see me through a week or so.

Well?  I... best get to... something... or nothing for a bit.  Good day.

Not quite at doing anything, yet.

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Well, mostly.  I set the water to heat, will be taking the chair to the bathroom to clean, cleaned the pee jug... nearly three liters out, last night.  Must have wrung out out yesterday.  Fed the girls.  Realized the furnace was on, but don't really need it, so turned it off.  Checked outside.  It is 44 out there, which felt pretty okay, to be honest.

A few little things, sort of testing the water, and prepping.  Would like to make a few shirred eggs, and game a bit to wake up... after getting the chair/step stool combo into the bathroom.  And, putting in some wood treatment, for after cleaning.

I may not get to much today, but I plan on doing some things.  Hope to do even more than some things.  Though, who knows.  Oh, and a few calls, some business, some personal.  All good.  Lots of plans, of course.

Back to those few things, then waking.  Later.

Rough, but... not?

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I can't be sure when I finally went to bed.  The last text was sent at 19:02, by me.  I think I was awake another quarter to full hour.  Can't be sure.  I did think I would sleep all night and into today.  As is, I had a heck of a time staying in bed until nearly 04:00.  I am pretty sure it was 03:56 when I finally woke and couldn't return to sleep.

It was nice up there, 71 I think.  With the fans and one ac going.  And, rather than being a bit chill, I was a bit warm.  A... strange thing.  Even with one of the fans right on me.  Lots of dreams, mostly good.  Sometimes dealing with 'Karens', and deftly.  I don't truck people who insert themselves where they don't belong AND in the wrong way.  If you insist, be right.  Still, minor issues.  Most were just interesting ways of solving problems, some which simply won't work in real life, because, of course.  Some... made me wonder, before being lost back to the void.  Good dreams, though, all.  

And... some flirtations... with women remembered, and women I don't recall at all, women who had been addressed, and those which had not.  Little joys.  I do like them, for as messy and frustrating as they are.  God, I guess, said so.  And who  have I ever been to disagree.  If I... made mistakes, I certainly gave effort, thought, and attention to the matters.

Oh, I am sore.  Tired.  Stretched.  Pulled.  Beaten down.  And, yet, if I can, I will get to work today!  Apparently I haven't had enough?  But, what, you ask?  Well, whatever I can do.

Chores, of course, and the girls.  The bathroom is still clean.  I would like to get the chair/stool device in there, wash it well, then set it back in a place just for it.  As well, I would like to get a close hamper in there.  Other than the plunger kit, scrubber, and toilet paper rack... which should also be cleaned, probably all ofthem, nothing else will go in there... including clean clothes except right when showering.  Oh, and a couple of door and other hanging devices need cleaned and reset rightly.  And to be used for their intended purposes... that of drying towels off the shower rod, and a place to police hair ties of various sorts.  Ugh.

That shouldn't take too long.  But, honestly, might take a session or two.  As well, I want to get the rabbitry set up better.  While I can't move things on my own, I can get the area arranged so that help can be requested.  But, make it so help is needed only very shortly.  Plus, I need to cut a few things, to open for larger feeders for a few cages.  Cages which will be used for mothers.  And, finally, a few repairs to some of them, and a few devices added and/or made more secure.

Plus, if at all possible, I may begin back on the lawn watering hole, digging that down and deeper.  A pick, shovels of various sorts, and some spit.  Gloves, and whatever else.  Today?  Maybe.  Depends on where I am with whatall when I get to wherever.  But, yes, I would like to.  Either this morning, or tomorrow morning, while it is still cool.  I do a lot better with physical labor if it is cooler.  As it heats up, I begin to crash, working or not.

As well, I would like to begin sorting my medical kit.  I may have pieces and parts, here and there.  To gather, sort, and begin creating both an actual kit from the parts, as well as creating a 'spawn point', from which to create or reset the kit in the future... a storage area just for medical.  And, begin getting ready to go.  Luggage is upstairs, as is some of the clothes needed/planned.  So, some plans.  Some ideas.  A bit of a schedule.

Well, dishes are still on the menu, collecting and breaking down any boxes anywhere, and beginning in on the kitchen.  Way too much for any given day, but marching orders and a path.  Narrow, the way, they say.  So be it.  I have things to do, if I still need to wake, and only one thing at a time, mostly.  Can soak dishes, while cleaning the chair.  If a shower first, I think.  Can do several things at once, with a little guidance and understanding that some work does itself, over time... if given a chance.  Why use elbow grease, if you can set something to soak or lather, while doing some other job in the meanwhile?  If possible?

I just need to wake, first.  Get medicines in.  Get back into things.  I'll give it two to three hours, then begin working.  Good morning, and day.  

Quite a day.

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I told a friend, if he wanted a hand, I'd be available.  He did.  So, this morning, I got a text.  Asking if I was awake.  A yes, and it was on.

Mostly, at the most, I was getting tools and offering them.  If he knew I would know which to get.  If, often, I got an assortment, and best guesses.  Did well enough.  He was working on a compressor, industrial, for his other other... other?... job.  He had to change the oil and compressor fluid, as well as add coolant.

It held eleven quarts of just oil, and some.  I think the compressor fluid was about six and an half quarts.  Some machines really take a lot.  As well, he had to change the filters for those.  Actually, finding those took six stops, seven?  Before finally finding the final part, a filter for the compressor fluid, I think.

Most of the way through that, and his brother called.  His car had stopped working, something with the ignition switch.  So, we went and he did that.  He tried not to break anything, but... with the limit of no parking in that lot after hours, the thing not being fixable, and else, drastic... more drastic... measures were taken.  And, yes, it got moved... driven at that.  I... was impressed.

Finally, with brother in tow, his, we finished the compressor, did what was possible on the car... a part was simply not available... won't be in until Friday.  I loaned my auto.  No muss, no fuss.  They do without asking.  I have wronged them before.  Not... always, and not this time.  Patients pays?  One may hope.

Anyway...  While I didn't get anything in the house done, I did... feel like I helped out, as little as I really did.  The day pretty much burned me out.  Just being in the heat, in the upper 80s out there.  And, doing the little I did?  Baked.  I was still planning to go out, spraying, tonight.  But I think he decided for me, and got another friend to go with.  He could tell... baked.

Still, it... was good.  I need to child, then get to chores.  Then crash.  I feel so thin, weak, tired, sore... and from so very little.  I really should be dead.  No one should have to feel so rough after so very little.  I feel like the remnant of an orange that was wrung out, then crushed, sliced, diced, dehydrated, and pulverized.  There isn't much left.  Might not be able to do chores.

I did turn the ac and fans on.  They had been off.  But, I think I will need them.  Had planned to make some business and personal calls, but... it's late and I can't.  Yeah.  Although, I feel great for having done even that little, no matter how tight I am for it.  I would... do this every day, if I could.  And I would have gone out tonight, possibly as useless as I would have been.  Good night.

A night flip-flop.

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Never had one that quick, and total.  If, too, it isn't over.  Perhaps it was more like an extended, if interrupted, sleep, than of a day and night tumble.  I went to bed sometime after 23:00 and 24:00?  Maybe a little after the latter, not before the former.  If I can't be sure.

I set both alarms, one for 07:00, the other for 09:00.  I woke about 06:05, but tried to get back to sleep.  Couldn't stay down.  Feel like more sleep, it just isn't sticking.  So, up, at it, and going.  Clipped my toenails.  They aren't bowing, with the right size shoe.  Some of them are, probably permanently, misshapen... from wearing too small of a shoe for too long.  But, honestly, they really didn't have them back then.

The strange thing?  There isn't but, say 0.400s of an inch difference.  It's not like there is an extra three inches of size there!  They simply would not go that extra less than half inch, so I had to suffer for decades.  If that doesn't just make me angry though!

Anyway.  Up and awake.  Not quite at it.  Not sure what the plan is.  I think, though, I will surrender my want of mopping the bathroom again, for now.  I will start, again, in the kitchen, and dishes.  The goal, actually, is to get that cleared and cleaned, right to the floor.  Sweep and mop even that.  Then, later, after things are clearer here and there, then mop the bathroom again.

Oh, but I do want to get the bathroom chair cleaned, and back in there, with a clothes hamper, the plunger, and the toilet brush.  But, other than those things, the goal is to keep the place clean and clear of anything.  I will have to remember, the bathroom is not a storage space, the bathroom is not... well, pretty much no room is a storage space.  I... need to work that out.

A bit of coffee, shortly.  The timer is letting me know the water is ready.  Perhaps a few shirred eggs?  Yea.  Those go good with a fatted coffee.  Medicine, of both sorts.  So, okay.  Then time to just look around and wake up.  Then, when able, chores, the shower chair cleaned, a hamper in there, the bathroom generally set back up, and then on to the kitchen.

I did get the luggage upstairs.  I didn't start getting it filled, but... sleep is off, different, today.  I'll generally try to hit that in the mornings or evenings, at least what pass for my bedtime and waking.  But not the last bedtime, or waking.  And, not every one, anyway.

Oh... a dream.  I went into a museum, run... curated... operated... my a Navajo woman.  I have seen her before, as I was passing through their area in Arizona.  She was, in real life, working at a gas station... one that hadn't been chained, barred, and burned out finally.

She looked at me sideways.  She... seemed to know I was a breed, and didn't approve.  But, like the medicine man, I think she, as well, suspected more.  Those people have a love-hate relationship with tricksters.  I really felt as if she knew.  It's like she wanted to hug me, and slap me, at the same time.  If... I... often get that from women, of any flavor or nation.  It's... a gift!  :)

In the dream, she was running the joint.  We had some conversation.  I generally didn't like or agree with what she was saying.  Pap indian propaganda, straight out of Native American studies at some useless and vaunted university, like Hav~ad.  Where they train the incompetent to fit their own bill.

She knew it, I knew it, and she knew I knew it.  She didn't care, it was a job, paid well, if it was an empty lie.  She didn't believe it either.  Only the whites who wished to be superior wanted to believe the pap.  Hell, they wrote it for her to say.  And, no matter what, she would always be considered inferior.  Odd how racism actually works.  You didn't think groids came up with 'black lives matter', do you?  Hell, they know that isn't true.  And don't care.  Not really.  They just want to do what they do, without interference, where they live.  Aren't interested in living, or dying, or else.

The whole thing is a scam.  It'll burn down, but at the request, not against, whites.  I guess Ha~vad, and the other Ivys, do have a place.  In burning down their own villages, as the natives have done.  Too lazy to do it themselves, so they get browns and blacks to do it.  Whatevs.  Not my gig.

Anyway.  We... spoke a bit.  I was able to help a woman with a key.  To a padlock of sorts.  She lost hers, I had five?  Anyway.  We all went away, understanding some were living a lie, one was lost with help, and I was just another nobody.  I... think we all laughed, just a bit.  No reason being bitter.

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Then, I was at a swimming pool.  Someone, who read here, was asking me pointed questions about this or that.  I just asked if she thought I thought I was someone, or if that was her mistake?  The look on her 'weened on a dill pickle' puss almost made me bust out.  Karens can be annoying, but quite fun other times.

She was about to go on, when I corrected her.  No, you don't understand.  I am not just nobody, I am a nobody's nobody.  If you want answers, or just want to spout questions, go find them.  Any I have, I wouldn't give you.  Assuming I did have them.  I bade her leave me in peace, or be prepared for what discomfort will come next.  I will find out what your problem is, and I will sort it out.

She left.  I swam.

Well, that's that for that.  Good morning and day.

So tired.

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It takes a while to get used to even going along to help keep my friend awake.  But, having not done it for a few weeks, it totally tuckered me out.  Since it is sun-based, basically spraying is possible only after sundown, we got out earlier.  And it was rather good weather for the drive.  Not too hot, or cold.  But it did get dark, and fast.

Then again, I don't think it was any easier for him.  He has been working long hours, but when he was done, he was done.  It was getting to him, even being earlier.  Finished and home by 22:00 and change.  I was ready easily, but didn't get chores done.

I did do chores first thing, after arriving home.  The pregnant rabbit still hasn't birthed.  Ugh.  All else were ready to eat.  The rabbits aren't eating or drinking much, in this mild weather.  Still, I check, adding some food or changing water occasionally.  The ducks are hungry, always, or almost always.  And they require water to eat.

Later.  Or good night?  I may go on to bed.  If I can sleep.  I'd like a bite to eat, first, though.  

Sleep was good.

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I wished I could have had more.  But, things have changed up again.

My brother called, but I missed it.  Usually, now, I turn it off when I sleep.  But it had gone to zero, battery.  I set it to charge, but also needed to send a text.  I left it on, thinking there would be a return, quickly.  That didn't happen, but my brother called, left a message.  Nothing important, but the reason isn't important.  The call is.  I will be up to call him in the morning.  And I forgot to text my email, in case it really is important and I can't find my phone.

I woke midafternoon, and there was a return text.  Spraying, again, is back on.  So, I needed to be up.  I set the alarm for an hour before when I am scheduled, but got up early.  Actually, I am finished with the shower, and getting some air drying time, at the time the alarm would have waken me.

I am hoping to get fully dressed, and do chores, before.  Not sure I will make it.  There is always hope.  So tired still, It seems hotter and muggier in here.  Perhaps all the mopping, and the spillage, has humidified the place?  Very strange.  Clean, though, I love showers.  And in a clean bathroom.

I had cleaned the mop and bucket, earlier.  I want to do that one more time.  Then do a rinse, mop with the other stuff, another rinse or two, then call it good.  I am trying to figure out how to keep my shoe bottoms clean and keep from tracking so much muck in.  I think I will have to use muck boots for when I do chores, and take those off as I come into the house.  Even if it's a just stepping in for something, or on short order.

Well, it's time to get dressed and get going... get the chores done.  Or... not.  Bleh.  Later.

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.

Chores.

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It was 42 out there, but didn't feel too cold, even cool.  I hadn't gotten back to work, in any other way.  Didn't really feel like chores, but did them.  And they weren't bad this morning.  The pregnant rabbit didn't pop, yet.  I wish I could help, but there isn't much I can do.  Actually, that she is in the outbuilding, it is more comfortable.  Not sure that is a good thing, though.

I do yet plan to get the mop and caddy cleaned, then take a shower.  Trimming first, the beard.  Then put dishes to soak.  And, finally, rinsing the floor a time or two.  Oh, trash needs to go out.  And I should check litter.  That may or may not need to be changed.  So many things, little and bigger, to do.

I was, earlier, remembering a girl, woman, from highschool.  She was a year older, or in a class ahead of mine anyway.  Reminded me of Barbara Stanwick, or such.  Save for coke bottom bottle glasses.  But a smart gal.  Not a feminist smart, a feminine smart.  She... would have run the home.

Yea, she was interested.  Yes, I was too.  There were a few women I liked.  Three in a way I would have sorted out if I thought I could... and two or three I liked just because they were sexy.  All were sort of a cross, but some would not have worked out, no matter.  Crazy, no matter how sexy.  I knew crazy even back then.

I... this would have been a right gal to get on with.  She would have ruled, and run, the home.  And she would have pushed for success, so she could be home.  Even then, that was becoming unlikely.  I... hope she found it.  I... wish I could have been that guy.

I was also thinking about women, in general, from those days.  They sure were good looking back when.  Add a few years, decades, and... that... really changes.  Some of them go downhill so very fast.  Others, a few, still look quite amazing.  Or, last I saw.  The time will be spent, no matter.  And, all will age.  I hope their time was spent well.

My time wasn't poorly spent, given the givens.  I tried for love, even after the greatest of failures.  Broken, it... was hard for me to keep up, or... be pleasant?  If I don't think that was it.  I've done what I could do, with what I had.  Had so little, time that I could use, compared to most of you.  Sleeping years away, no choice.  I don't think I had many options.

My only regret was that I hadn't come to God, and the church, when younger.  And met a right woman, in a right way.  Perhaps had children I could name, know, teach.  But, it... is the way it is.  Such memories.  It seems impossible, back then.  And, maybe, for some, it is.  I sure hope some of them made out okay, or better.  And, I pray, some still do... while young enough to enjoy life well, rightly, and while young enough to grow into it.  Amen.

In spite of delays...

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Dinner, first.  Was hungry.  Good.  Something.  Oh, best get insulin in.  Regular pill meds were taken earlier.  Morning meds, for my morning, in the evening.  Of course.  A few things to fiddle with, then waiting for drying.  And, finally, I was able to get in and give the bathroom a sweep.

I will take a break.  Am on a break, really.  But wanted that out of the way.  Next, in there, I will redo waterers and set those out, refresh the girls' water with what remains, trim the neck a bit, shower, then set more dishes up.  Oh, but after the shower, clear and clean the mop and caddy.  The reset for a rinse, or two.

However far I can get with all that, when I finish, after the shower, I will break, then begin hitting the boxes.  Tearing those down, and begin getting them into the suv for a drop off tomorrow or the day after.  I may have to get more feed.  They are running through it pretty fast.  Say, six more bags?  That would give four 'charges' for the feed mix... as I did earlier tonight.  There are two more bags of rabbit pellets, which last about a month each.  That may be that, for that.

I am already tired.  Not sure why.  But I'll keep at it, if possible.  Maybe, maybe not.  I just don't know, lately, until it is done.  But I have been doing things, even tonight.  Those bags, and the mixing.  That's what wore me down so quickly and heavily.

On to my break.  Later.

Troubles and toils?

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To do chores, I had to lay up feed.  To lay up feed, I had to haul three 50 pound bags of feed from the garage to the outbuilding.  I was not feeling it.  Had no choice.  Then, after getting them there, I had to open them... which meant a knife.  I was sure I had one in these shorts, but... no.  So, indoors.  It wasn't where I thought it would be, so had to go upstairs.

On the good side, one piece of luggage when up with me.  The next will be for bedtime, unless I have another reason to go up.  Very good, no waste, or as little as possible.  Then, after getting the knife, and opening them, I had to pour in portions... about a quarter of each bag, mix that, then continue for each portion.  Yea, but... it mixes the types of feed and does well.

THEN I had to actually feed them.  Checked on the rabbits.  A few were out of feed.  None were out of water.  But I did add water for one of the rabbits in the outbuilding, as a precaution.  For the momma to be rabbit.  I hope.  Still hasn't popped.  I really don't get it.  She is going on forty days.  Past forty days, actually.  Ugh.

Oh, but before all that, I was moving my mop bucket out, to sweep.  But, no.  Sam was being a jerk, got under foot, and yea... helped spill the dirty water.  So... I had to work on that first.  Then mess with the feed.  On the good side, it didn't spill all into the bathroom, staying in the hallways and kitchen.  It's... mostly cleared.  When it dries, I will get to the bathroom, sweeping.  Then waterers, a shower, more dishes, and then rinsing with hot clear water in there.

It isn't perfect, but it isn't bad.  A few more shirred eggs?  Spaghetti?  Something.  I am hungry.  Hmm, tea or coffee too.  Ah, I've brought more boxes down from upstairs... from shoes and some other things.  There were boxes in the halls.  A good time to begin clearing those out too.

So much to do, so little time?  It takes time.  Getting there.  Hungry, now, though.  Still, one mess, problem, task, chore, at a time.  It'll get done.  Later.

Late, if later would be better.

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I woke, stock, at 22:00.  The goal was midnight.  I couldn't go back to sleep, or even just recline and rest.  Sometimes the body just is ready to go.  So it was.  Up, and going, first thing.  Boxes down.  But I had to go up, anyway, for keys.  Something in a vehicle I need.  Should have looked for luggage, and taken that up, while at it.  Oh well.  But, I did, this time, find the luggage, and set it in the way.  The next time I go up, those pieces will go with me.

It was between 15:30 and 16:00 when I went to bed.  Down, hard, fast.  I slept so well.  When sleep itself is a dream, life is good.  Plus, I didn't sleep on anything wrong.  I haven't done that in a very long time.  I think once, perhaps two to three weeks ago?  So rare, not sure what is different, if I think sleeping on the floor is the thing.

I am, I think, staying up on medicine.  Including starting insulin back up.  Just fast acting, with meals, off the bat.  But the other will be added.  Wait?  It's... the next month.  I can start that again.  I was waiting for the new month, then... got lost with all other plans, happenings, and else.  Good, good.  Tonight.  I'll start that in the rotation tonight.  I take that any time in or near the real evening possible.  Say, between 18:00 and 02:00...  It's not exact.  But if I could be exact, I would be, and it would be taken 20:00 every night... well after any meals, snacks. or other insulin dosing.  But... that's not... how I can arrange my world.  Would love it, can't.

Tonight?  Sweeping the bathroom, filling waterers, then chores and a break.  After the break, a shower, rinsing the floor, maybe twice.  Then, later, mopping it with another type of cleaner.  I'll be looking for knee pads and a scrubber, so as to clean some very particular areas.  I want it clean, down to the shine!

If I can get through that, next is boxes.  Broken down, stacked, perhaps even taken out and loaded, whatever will fit.  As well, meals in there.  I am going to try shirred eggs again.  So very easy.  And the mess, if one butters the ramekins well, and wipes them out when finished, then soaks them immediately, is nothing.  But, that isn't enough enough.  I need something more substantial, at some point.  With burger crumble, the world is rather open.  It might not be keto, but neither are most options open to me.  A fast food meal versus, beans and burger, versus, spaghetti or goulash... that's... sort of where I am at.  Becoming low on funds, so... would rather eat at home.  And, haven't had 'pasgetti in a while.

If anything else can be done, clearing the counters in the kitchen.  While work is hit and miss, and some days nothing or next to it is done, progress is being made.  I am getting from one room to another, one project or task or chore at a time, and slowly getting ahead.  Keeping the bathroom crisp, will help.  A place of centering from which all else will extend.  But having a trim bathroom and kitchen would be a spectacular start, upon my return, of getting the rest of my man cave in order.

I tell you, He is coming.  If I am not ready, I won't have not tried.  Rip and tear, in a different way.  If I fail, my flesh will fail first.  For Him?  The world.  My flesh is, currently, of this world.  For Him, let it be consumed.  It may not even be what He wants, but it... is what will have to be.  Rip and tear, not for some tomorrow.  For Him, tomorrow.  Amen.

Well, on to... chores first?  Yes.  Then any waterers needed can be filled from after that.  Actually, sweeping first, in the bathroom.  Then chores.  Ugh.  Later.

Maybe a bit more?

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Chores went well.  Quickly.  All of them.  Plus a fresh pail of water to fill waterers, and refresh the girls' water.  I hit the dishes too, though they aren't finished.  Easy enough, just bit greasy.  Next time, I will to a prescrub, use a paper towel, get it all out.  Other than that, they are coming clean fairly easily.  Two other groups of dishes.  Not much.  I just reset those, after a minor cleaning.

I was sure the upstairs would be hot.  It is 80 outside, and I left the windows open, so of course, no ac.  Just the fans, going at full tilt.  Very strangely, it was only 72 up there.  I closed everything up, and turned the ac on, just one these days.  May not be necessary?  With it hitting 80, at around 13:30, yes.

I would like to do the waterers, hit and hopefully finish the dishes in there, then maybe hit the floor, sweeping, then a rinse.  Then clean and clear the mop and caddy for a fresh mopping 'tomorrow'.  That will get things set up well enough.  

I am getting at least one thing done.  And, have done several projects.  Oh, I will look for luggage, before bedtime, and take it up with me.  Nothing fancy.  A larger carry on, probably too big for these days?  It should do for my needs.  Nothing at all fancy, just functional and rational, light and strong, with wheels should I need them.

I'll let the dishes soak for an hour.  Then hit them.  Hopefully finishing them, rinsing them, and then drying them before letting them air dry.  It's not much, but it is better than just crashing and not doing anything.  Wasn't sure chores were going to get done.  Good night, morning, and day.

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Not fast, not sure, but getting to it.  I really want to be asleep.  I also really want to get some things done.  Dishes, washed.  All good, rinsing currently.  I wasn't up to finishing them off, but will shortly.  I have a timer set for an half hour.  If I can't then, perhaps another half hour.  I want those done.  I also have limits.  

As well, I am still hoping to get the waterers refilled and ready.  Then change the water container for the girls.  Perhaps, maybe, a shower after that.  Well, maybe not the shower.  I'd have to be awake a while longer, to let my hair dry.  Not going to airdry today, for an hour or two.  Too tired.

I may just push through, and get the dishes now.  So I can then quickly do the waterers, and cat water fix, then sleep.  Finally, good night.  Or... afternoon, and day, anyway.  It's already five past 15:00!?!  That's... good.  Yea, good night.

Well, no.

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Falling down.  Kept trying to get going.  Can't.  Will do chores, then go on to bed.  I... may try to do the dishes before going to bed.  Crashing.  Been crashing all night.  Ugh.  I have eaten, well, tonight.  But that isn't enough.  It seems I can only work every other, or even every third day.  Maybe less.  We will see.

Still, on the good side, I don't think garbage will be by today.  Holiday and all.  As I was getting some trash out, I looked around.  Flags, out, but no barrels.  Ahha.  Right.  This weekend?  Okay.  Still, I got most of it out.  Would like to get more.  Was running out of energy on that, and with the realization, I'll let the rest of that project go until 'tomorrow', when I wake.

I did turn the heat up, hoping that might help.  Not so much.  But it was a good idea.  It had potential.  That, and food, are often my problems.  I think it is just not having much to offer, and over doing even on that.  It's the little things, sometimes.  Right until it is the major things.  Sometimes it's both.  Sometimes it just can't be known, what the problem(s) is(are).  Meh.  I'll keep at it.

Why so tired?  I am sore, too.  I suppose, given how I am living, and in my condition, even a bit of work will get me.  I'll keep at it when I can.  Chores, for sure.  Then maybe dishes.  So a shower when I wake.  Good morning, day, and night.

Not moving fast.

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No work, so far.  Dinner, earlier.  Supper, soon.  Shirred eggs again, this time.  Three.  The oven should be warm now.

The plan is to do dishes, take a shower, rinse the floor, then begin another round of washing.  Sweeping, again, before any more wetwork though.  Things sure track in.  On, and there are a few waterers which need to be refilled.  More than what are in there, but I don't have enough water until I do chores next time.  I don't want to go our for a bucket of water until I do chores.

It seems chilly.  It reads 73, in here, but I don't think so.  Dressed warm, for what good that is doing me.  A hot meal might help.  And hot tea to go with it.  Had to check, it is 44 as the sun is rising.  Not cold, but cool enough, for sure.  Curious to see how warm it will get today.  We are well into fall, if we have been nearer fall than summer for a while now.  The world is changing.  No way to fix this, it is a solar thing.

Tea is steeping.  Shirred eggs will begin after this.  Then, a small break.  But the hope is that I can still finish some or all of that small list.  I would honestly like to complete the bathroom yet today, and start on boxes.  Oh, and trash has to go out.  At least to the barrel.  Though there may be enough to take it on out to the curb.

I am hoping I can finish these things.  Then begin on the rest of the dishes, the kitchen, and boxes broken down and removed.  This week, I hope.  Plus packing and preparing elsewise for the trip.  A week, two?  A month?  Soon.  I'll keep at it, as well as I am able.  Good morning.

A later wakeup.

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While I didn't do as much work as hoped, apparently it is enough to tire me.  I am pretty sure it was 11:30, or a bit later, when I went to bed.  It is, was, around 20:30 when I woke.  Actually, that isn't an exceptionally long sleep, it's just a later wake up to go with the later bedtime.  Eight hours seems to be the best, but six to ten hours is still in the optimal range.  Assuming I am up a longer, more natural, day.

Sleep was good.  Instead of dreaming of fighting, I was dreaming of... a woman.  Though, this time, one I was rejecting.  She asked me what I needed in a woman.  I told her, the ability to have children, and the willingness to let it happen.  Not really push it, not really try, but not prevent.  It either would happen or not.

She chortled at me.  Laughing that I would entertain any such notion at my age.  Then asked who I thought would marry me, with that ability.  I completely shut her down, by telling her.  No woman, I said.  I am, sort of, at this point, hoping I am done.  With what I want, and what is available, I will go without.

To be honest, if I could find a good woman to cohabit with, in marriage, if in name only... mostly... I would do that.  But this wasn't a good woman.  The look on her face.  Anger.  Rage.  A no, by any other name...  Oh, it's a real woman.  And, yes, she offered.  I didn't tell her anything, I simply didn't show any sign of interest.  She isn't my type.  For a thousand reasons.

Sleep was good though.  I am wearing out, working more frequently, every or every other day.  Better food, of late, since shopping, is helping.  I may try another round of shirred eggs tonight, just three.  Well, and a cheese and turkey breast deli sandwich.  Or... else.  Sandwiches are super, for a bit.  Then get real old, real fast.  Same with everything, really.  Maybe something with the meat crumble?  Dunno.

Tonight?  Trash to be collected and put out.  The dishes in the tub to be done, then a shower?  Maybe.  Then back to the floor.  I may need to find knee pads, and get down there with some sort of brush, to clean some areas better.  Bah!  Or, maybe take a scraper, and just edge it.  Dust has built up.  I really want that bathroom clean.  Will have it.  As well, breaking down boxes, getting those into the suv... ready to go soon.  And taking any others I can find out for a last box breaking session for now.  There may be other boxes, in time, which are found and collected.  But the majority of boxes, from years, here and there and everywhere, are pretty much done.

Oh, and chores shortly.  It's late, but they are used eating late.  Good evening, night really, and morning.  Amen.

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. 

A late start.

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Just because?  Medicine?  The cooling world?  Less sun?  I can't say.  I was almost beginning to worry nothing would get done!  So run down, I just wasn't able to push through.

Finally, though... a bit of it.  I finished clearing the room.  Of things I thought would be needed.  And, they were, just... not where they were.  Well, and the toilet paper dispenser had to remain.  UNTIL it had to go.  Same with the plunger and toilet brush, too, actually.  You never know.

As mentioned, sweeping absolutely first thing.  And, other than clearing the bathroom in order to sweep, sure.  So it went.  Then the toilet, outside, top to base, washed and washed again, then rinsed a time or three.  Clean, very clean.  The bowl itself was already clean.  Still, a final wash of that area while I was at it.

Then the sink basin, the underside.  It is a rather fancy little kit.  The bowl, as with the toilet bowl, was clean.  But the underside was needing washing.  This stuff takes any gunk, grunge, or funk off!  Lemocide, is what it is called.  Love this stuff.  I've never had anything work this well.  I should mention, I have probably never washed the underside of my sink.  Most likely my mother did.  But that's been... a while.

Finally, the mirror was cleaned.  It cleaned so easily!  Done.  I didn't... wasn't up to dishes.  But I was able to mop.  I gave it a very good scrubbing.  I will probably mop it again, with the bleach water.  Then, after it dries, rinse it with clear clean water, twice, letting it dry between.  Then a mopping with Lemocide.  Then a few rinses after that.  Should be... spiffy... after all that.

Sometime, this morning, if a bit later after it warms(?), chores.  I reset waterers, before all that.  I had plenty ready, just... trying to keep not only up, but well ahead.  If possible.  Fresh water for the girls, shortly.  Oh, and I remembered, their food is running a bit shy.  So I reordered food, wet and dry.  I may need to order cat litter, and leave some money as well, just in case.

I will have a clean bathroom.  And I may get the boxes out.  I might even get the kitchen clean and clear, or at least of dirty dishes.  Bits and pieces, I suppose.  I wont' get the whole house, but... some things.  I am trying to gear up, as much as anything.  I won't be able to keep her place tip-top, but I can... do small areas, cook a few meals with enough for leftovers, help with the dishes, help with the laundry.  But I certainly can't do it all.  Or I would be.  It's how I operate, if I can.  I just... can't.  Or, as mentioned, it would be done.  I hate living in a mess.

Anyway.  At least I got some of it up and going.  I figure I will at least mop once more.  I am also hoping to rinse it twice, and do the dishes.  The chores will have to be done.  Maybe boxes, if I can get even farther.  I need to eat, something.  Just not sure what.  Thinking of trying shirred eggs.  I'm just not sure how long to really expect it to take.  And, with cheese on top, it's difficult to tell.  I'll... do a bit more research... more on what to look for, or how to tell.  I'd like it a little runny, at least not rock hard.  But even two wouldn't really be enough.  Something, something else?  Or, maybe, a fatted coffee and two of those would do?  Maybe.  Yes, cream is back on the menu, boys!

A bit of a break though.  I'll set the timer.  Hopefully the bathroom will be dry in an hour.  Then another scrub, another hour, then rinses.  Hmm... I may end up being awake later today than hoped.  But... all good.  While I may want to sleep, I wouldn't mind accidentally reclaiming the day.  Amen.

Yes, I know it is Sunday.  What was it about... when your ass is in a hole?  Right.  Well, it sort of is.  Amen, again I say to thee brother, amen.