Not bad.

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Dishes started, second load finished.  What was to go out is up, the rest has been dried in the dryer, and put away upstairs.  I think I can get the freezertop washed, and what was rinsing, dried and set out to air dry.  A few other things, as well.  Clearing cat litter, treats for Sass, just a few other things.

Oh, and I did finish that little patch in the back yard.  Plus, some of the fencing I was trying to remove was stuck in weeds.  I did my best to cut that.  I got about half the wiring off the posts earlier.  Then did the trimming, on both sides, to hopefully loosen it.  But that was it for today.

Tomorrow, perhaps, I'll get that and the other fencing wire down, then pull the smaller t-posts out.  May need some sort of tool, for that?  Even a crowbar might work.  I'll figure it out soon.  After I remove the fencing, and t-posts, I need to get branches and twigs policed up.  Then mow the whole area.  Then water the areas.

The clothes I put up earlier are still rather wet.  So, they'll just have to spend the night out.  I'll get them tomorrow.  Probably won't be dry first thing.  But, when they are, I'll get them, and do some weed whipping up front.  Maybe cut shrub branches and shoots... and a small tree or three, four, five, many?  Yeah, we will see.

I really don't... care what I do.  As long as I do something, from time to time.  A break as needed.  Even if I only work a few times, all good.  As long as I am doing something, and getting something done, each day through this week.  And, maybe, for the next month or two, or three.

I am going to do some work on boxes, here in this front room.  Just breaking them down.  Maybe bagging some of the grains.  I'd rather put many in smaller bags, say one gallon size.  Easier for my personal use.  And, if seen fit, to hand out some without handing it all out, or too much.  Maybe.  And, then, as I go to bed, I'd like to see about folding some of my tshirts.

It is 70 upstairs, in the main of the house, and down to 76 in this front room.  I opened the front door, when I saw it was cooler outside, and have a fan pushing air out the front door, for now.  Watching a favored movie, Screamers.  No, not the murder one, a sci-fi war movie.  One which is nearing truth.  Or close enough.  Drones.  Not sure they will ever be underground, but they may be self-replicating, dangerously intelligent, and well armed.  Though, really, they don't need to be all that intelligent.  It depends on the hands that guide them.  We have knaves, cowards, fools, and the evil in control at this point.  Hopefully, if they go that way, they will find out why not.  Something about living by the sword, dying by it.

I do need a bit of a break.  Not sure I can do more yet today.  But that is a goal.  If not, goodnight.  If so, perhaps I'll write later.  Check.