A good day.

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Getting ready for a new month.  Plans.  Ideas.  And, I'll hit dishes again shortly.  Oh, I never did put hot water to them.  So, I'll get that going, then set an alarm for a couple of hours on.  Further, when I go do that, I'll probably begin clearing the last counters and stovetop.  Bits at a time.

Ah, might as well set the timer for an hour, then hit the cleared counters and stovetop.  Take a break for another hour.  Then hit the dishes.  Some to be dried, and put out to air dry.  Some to washed and rinsed.  Then given another hour.  I suppose I could water the sprouts again, while at things.

I decided it would be a good day to call my mother.  Just... to make sure she knows I care, and check in on her.  She is still working on things, doing things, getting things working.  She was doing coloring, today.  She told me what, but I can't remember all.  Though an octopus!  No, I'm not laughing, save maybe at the topic... subject... just a bit.  I am glad they have things for them to do.

Well, and three of the ladies don't like what is being offered for supper, so they are ordering out for burgers.  I... have to laugh.  In a good way.  The grandson of her fella is fetching them the meals.  All good.  Not quite smoking in the boys' room, but... doing it their way.  All good.

I am enjoying going a little slower.  And, yet, should be able to get a few things done.  After clearing the counters, and hitting the dishes, I will have something to eat.  Chicken, I think.  The roast will be had later, or tomorrow.  Some veggie or other.  Hmm, I am thinking spinach and vinegar would be a nice side.  Perhaps a few cups of fruit, as well.

I had swollen, my feet and ankles, yesterday.  I was up too late, and too long.  I was up and down too much.  And, then, I was drinking, for my efforts, a bit much.  Plus, toward the last four to six hours, I was so tired I couldn't remember to go to the bathroom as often as needed.  On the good side, I drained well through the night.  Filled a tank and an half (or about four and an half to five liters), and my ankles are more normal today.  Ugh...  I keep at things, do my best, but sometimes pay a price.

Have a good one.  Later.