On it.

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Three batteries refilled, two to go.  Well, and the one I am using down.  I will power them all up for now.

Next, I got every major twig into the outbuilding.  I'll... sort that when... when I sort that.  But for now, it is out of the rain.  Then I stacked all of the already cut-to-size logs on the platform I constructed.  That's... a bit of wood.  Half a cord?  Two thirds?  It's... a nice little pile.  Plus I have a quarter to half more, in wood to be cut down.

I went, next, for the tposts.  Okay.  Gloves... were all the tools I needed, external.  That was some ass puckering pulling though.  Damn, but that was some work.  Still, I got all but one out.  It is wired to the fencing, and to ta post near it.  I'll have to cut that out.  Which... is fine.  I was just done, at that point, for a bit.  I even moved the tposts over to lean against the building they will be put in.

Next I have the fence wire to roll and stow.  Then cut the last tpost loose, and add it to the others.  As well, there is an old tattered tarp, wired along the fence.  I'll get that down.  And, if it still has some use to it, will put it over the woodpile.  Either that or get rid of it.  I have two over the rabbit cages.  I can use one of those otherwise.

Then, if else is possible, concrete to be mixed and poured.  Nothing fancy.  It shouldn't be too tricky.  Everything needed is in the bag, except water.  Though, first, I may go around the yard, picking up wood, so the wheelbarrow isn't wet.  THEN hit the cement.  The wheelbarrow won't be good for else for a day or two of drying after the cement.  In my opinion.

Doing well.  Happy with how things are going.  Not moving as fast, or getting to as much, but doing much heavier work.  So, there is always an exchange.  I may hit the dishes.  I did get those in, to soak, last night after the shower.  So, yea, so there.  I'll bet you thought I'd fail on that.  I sure did.  But I didn't.  :)

Ugh, hoses, and fencing, and cement.  Cleaning the suv, or what I can get to with the boxes in the back.  Dishes, batteries, cutting logs down to size.  I wonder if the chainsaw has chain oil.  It drips out, over time.  Always have to fill that.  Batteries will be good, there is that.  But, yes, the chainsaw would get the wood cut down a million times faster, in cartoon world time.

A bit stiff, but not... dysfunction ally so.  A bit weary, but nothing that will stop me.  Thinking clearly, and with remaining coordination.  I... lose that, usually, when stamina has hit a wall.  But, no, I'm... going well.  But... why?  It's a bit hot out there, as I work, at least to me.  But, yea, I am still hitting it.

Yes, dishes, then batteries, then a bit more butt time.  Then... to it again.  I'm... excited, thrilled, overjoyed.  I would do all of this and more, every day, if I could.  I really do like this.  It isn't just working, though it is good seeing things done.  It is just doing things.  Using my hands, changing my world, improving things.  Perhaps not procreative, but creative, functional, useful.  I'd rather dig ditches than be stuck at home, though if I can dig ditches, I'd bet a small fortune I can do more.  Much more.

Just a bit more of a break until dishes, though.  I'm sipping some cool water.  Yea.  That's good.  With a fan going,  for seeming what little that helps.  Still, it'll have to do.  Later.