Chores and packages.

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Some of what is supposed to arrive has arrived.  Sewing kit, an extra work table to that, and a new size of underwear.  Medium?  Well, xxl was way too big, xl was a bit big, large was sort of okay?  I just want to try the medium.  If I keep up, and they don't fit, they may, in time.  Or, if I fail a bit, I have larger sizes.  My health makes maintaining a size, or even three, difficult.  Oh, I still look fat.  I still weight 280.  By my midsection went down a size section.  Weird, but... okay.  Everything on my body had go from normal appearance size to three quarters of that, in days.  Fluid retention, and a few other things.

Anyway... I got everything put exactly where I wanted it, including the table upstairs.  Not set up.  I have to clear and clean to... well... clear, clean, and make space.  With two tables up there, I will have plenty of work space, and some room for whatever else I need, such as refilling medicine, maybe a spot for puzzles, and such.  When... I get things set up, cleared, cleaned, and all.

After, I reset dishes, then did chores.  I'll hit the waterers, in about an hour, then hit the dishes, and take a shower?  It's sort of the plan.  I'm doing well, if not fast.  But I'll get to things, I think, just fine.  God has given me wings back, for a bit?  Whatever the case, while I can work, even if to His glory, not mine, I will do so.  I have some pride, in working, but for Him, and I think His will.  Pleasing Father is a grace.

Well?  I'll take a short break, then get to the next set of things.  Hmm... may check laundry first.  If possibly, I may get a load going in there.  With the hope of getting two loads through today.  Life is good.  It is 79 up front here, probably going up into the mid to high 80s outside, but staying around 72, at both stations, upstairs.  Yes, I heat the joint up.  Laundry, then a tinkering break.  Later.