I did it.

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Nothing extra.  No other tasks.  But I got the last seven or eight boxes which where definitely ready down and out.  It took two work shifts, my shifts are short.  But the break between them, this time, was short as well.  Very pleased.  It's just a small start, even then, but a real start.  And, I did it on my own.

Sometimes having someone help, helps a lot.  Sometimes I just can't get going on my own.  I need help.  Not always all that much, though sometimes it would probably be easier to do it without me.  I see bits of myself in Sam.  Or... the other way around?  I'm as fragile as a Mac truck, but she... isn't as fragile as she would seem either.  More that she can be 'out of the way', or glide with a bump, than that she is strong, but she is strong in odd ways, though, too.

Tomorrow I am hoping to go through the other boxes up there.  See if I can get some or all of them to go.  No need to keep engineering stuff.  Done, with that, at this point.  So, yeah, boxes to go.  Perhaps there are a few boxes which I will still keep.  Difficult to know.  Though I may see about the mattress.  Mother thinks I should, maybe, keep the boxsprings.  I may.  I have another whole newer bed.  Still... there... are reasons to keep some things.

I had thought to toss some old playboys... several years?  Give or take.  Many of them unopened.  I've had better women.  Often, it really was just for the articles.  But... I wanted to check their value.  Or... what some would pay for them.  Not sure if they have any value these days.  Either they are gold, or trash.  I just didn't think it wise to toss years of the mag without checking values.  Probably nothing, but you never know.  Down Town Julie Brown ring a bell?  An MTV chick, from when that station played music.  For some it did.  She wasn't my type.  Anyway...

Yes, I called my mother.  She was just getting her meds and stats taken.  And she was getting ready for bed.  She couldn't focus well, but then I am beginning to fall myself.  I am tired.  Should sleep well.  And, hopefully, wake to work tomorrow as I did today.

I never did make a fatted coffee.  I think I will now, then play the game a bit more.  Drifting up and off to sleep before long.  My eyes are beginning to hurt to keep open.  I love it when I do that.  Good evening and goodnight.