A bit going on.

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I had hoped to have a bunch of things done by now.  Actually, by six or eight.  But, no.  I just couldn't get going.  I was becoming afraid I was done before I started.  I turned up the heat, made a coffee... or two.  Thought about breakfast, but that just wasn't going to happen.  No, I just had to see if I could get to things, in time.

And, yes, I did.  A bit.  Two loads of dishes, and change.  Washed, rinsed, then the freezertop had to be cleaned, so that was done.  A bit of work, more than it sounds.  But, done.  Then I finished the dishes, dried them, and set them to air dry.  More than it seemed, at first.  But, too, done.

I really wanted to hit the counters.  But that seemed like an impossible amount of work.  And the stovetop.  So much there, to be moved, sorted, cleaned, removed, replaced.  Well, and so much chaos.  Too much to face?

I hit the stovetop.  It... went well enough.  Yes, I had to move and sort things.  Ugh.  Clean.  I was thinking of stopping there.  But, I thought, just one counter.  The far corner one?  Sure.  It went pretty well.  Cleared, cleaned, things washed a bit then put back if they were meant for there.  I... wanted to quit about then.

But, no.  No, no, no.  It was going well.  Easy.  Quick.  Pleasant results.  No, I wouldn't quit there.  I'd see how far I could get.  So, a fresh washpan of hot sudsy, with my tools, and... to it.  The first counter was a bit of a mess.  But it got done.  I think that is where the smell, bad odor, was coming from.  Not sure what made that mess.  Was Sassy up there?  Do something?  I don't know.

I cleaned that area, to the shine or what of the shine remains on the old bits and parts.  Then to the first sink, second sink, and finally to the last counter.  The last sink and counter were the worst.  Lots of stuff.  Some clean, some dirty, some being used (coffee and tea), water heater, lots of stuff.  But, cleared, washed to the shine, things replaces, or some of the things.

Now, to figure out where to put some of the things I removed.  Sprouting bins, a few canning tools, and... such.  I'll... figure this out as I go.

So, so far this week, I have cleared the boxes (and there were a ton... filled the hatch on my suv, and part of the back seat), cleared much of the living room floor.  Not... all of it.  Just a nice swath.  With trash being separated as I go.  Then, now, the dishes... or digging into them.  The counters in the kitchen, including the freezertop.

I might dig through the top of the refrigerator, next time I can work.  And set up more dishes.  Laundry is pretty much caught up?  Well, it might be time to hit them again.  Towels and colors... cotton... anyway.  I need a shower too.  Oh, and I will see if I can get the air compressor going today, so as to clean out the filter from the shop vac.  And, get that going the next time I work.  Ugh.

Quite a feast of work.  Only... working in half hour to now hour spots at a time.  Sitting for a few, if needed.  Like now.  Really hitting things.  Not because I want to hit them.  I always want to work.  But because, for now, I can hit them.  

I am hoping, if I can get the compressor working, to hit vacuuming either yet today, or tomorrow.  Then, hit the bathroom tomorrow.  I have been keeping up on the toilet and sink, mostly.  But sweeping, mopping, and clearing a bit in there would be good.  I am mostly keeping it clear, save for dishes.  But those are being done.  Hmm, if I can get a shower today, I'll put another couple of loads in to soak, hitting them before bedtime perhaps.  That should be most of the dishes?  I have between two and four dishpans left.  I do them two at a time, so I don't balk and crash from sensory overload.

A good day.  If the start was very late.