Tired, worn.

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Fair enough, now.  I was up way late, both working on the corn, and looking for the scope.  I completed neither task, but that doesn't mean I didn't do everything I could do, and more.  I definitely overdid things.  Then, it was too cold upstairs, and too hot when I came down, and is getting too cold again, down here.  I had to put on thick pj bottoms over else, and were a jacket while working on the corn.

I just checked outside.  It read 79, but feels like 73.  It's cool out there, for being so warm.  And while it feels cool, at 76 in the main area, at least it feels warm in this front room at 82.  But I was in the living room, at 76.  So, not sure why 79 feels so cool.  Strange days these days.

I am still trying to get things together.  I did sort out the litter boxes.  But next I need to sort out the corn.  First what is ready, and then on to what needs worked a bit more.  Much of it is bagged, ready to have the air pushed out of it, then frozen just on the cob.  But the cobs needing blanched, and cooled, then cut off, remains.  I am pretty sure I can finish it up tonight.  Hopefully before it gets just plain cold out there.

I just... I need to get going.  I may have to push through.  I may not feel like it, all night.  I was up way too late, yesterday, and really did exhaust myself.  Still, it's a good thing.  I just wish the price wasn't so severe so often.  Later.