Tuesday, July 19, 2022

Awake.

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Right at midnight, and small change.  77 and 75 upstairs, 78 and 82 downstairs, 68 outside.  Warm and muggy.  At least with the ac and fans, upstairs felt cooler, almost chilly to the mind.  I must be doing something right.  I opened up, first thing.  Put what of a fan I have to pulling air through the house and out the front door.  Not many reasonable options at this point.

Halfway and more through the month.  Probably a week or three of hot in August, if more broken by cloudy days, if... anything at all still holds.

Tonight?  Probably not a lot, unless it cools.  I'm not holding my breath.  Still, I will do some things.  Getting the dry dishes put up, finishing those rinsing.  When I can get to things, and a bit more awake, I will reset that rinse, then set a timer.  As well, for work, for now, it will probably be upstairs or in the living room, maybe both.  I need to make more room for sewing, and do a bit of work to get the whole sewing area into better trim.  You have to create an efficient environment.  It won't just happen.  And, I almost guarantee, if you have to declutter, and set up, before every single project, eventually you won't sew.  It's a lot like a kitchen, and cooking.  A clean, neat, ready environment will ensure a greater opportunity, for the opportunity costs are lower.

Oh, well, and if I do anything down here, it will be tinkering in the bathroom, as well as clearing and washing counters, cupboards, and the stove top.  Maybe not much work, but I would like to get some of that.  A shower, too, probably.  Right after finishing the dishes.  Then setting up a final load.  Oh, I may grill the pork chops tonight as well.  Before they go bad, if they haven't gone bad?

It may be cooling.  It has dropped two degrees since I first sat, just a bit ago.  Odd, but I'll take it.  There is no airflow out there, so, even with the fan, little in here.  The curtain between the front and back is leaning into this front room, so the fan is doing something.  But... just.  Take what you can get.  Oh, fatted coffee... the water should be ready.  Later.

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