Well, moving along.

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Two loads of laundry fully dried, out, and folded if not put away quite yet.  A final load, a very small one, in the dryer now.  One load of dishes rinsing, two soaking for a wash.  A few other little things, if I can't remember what.  Can't but trip over chores, tasks, and else needing to be done around here, currently.  Actually, always.  I've never been caught up since I moved in.

Still, I think I'll try to do a bit more.  First, something to eat and some gaming... just to... try to get some energy and to rest a bit.  Then rebagging a waste basket or two.  Maybe breaking down some boxes.  Perhaps working in the bathroom and hall.  I've been keeping up on parts of the bathroom.  Cleaning the sink, or toilet, or getting dirty laundry out, but the whole thing needs hit, just more lightly.  Sweeping and mopping would be good.

Not sure what I will be able to get done, but could get a number of things going.  Finished?  Do... you ever finish?  I don't think so.  But, maybe a few minor areas caught up?  I can hope.  I'll sit, often, while working.  While my legs are doing better, just a bit rusty, I don't want to push them.

It has stopped raining.  It is still overcast, ready to lay down some sort of smack at any moment again.  It is trying to warm up out there.  It is like it knows it should be warmer, it just can't quite get there yet.  I still have the feeling we might get hit, hard, with a final big snow, or two?  Can't be sure, just a feeling, sense.  Would be okay to be wrong.

The bloody nose from last night restarted this morning.  It just won't stop.  Stupid thing.  Oh well.  On to the rest of the day.  Later.

From some time back... I suggested something.  And it has been reviewed since.  I don't think the whole picture is completely understood though.  Don't... let your woman get you to dig too deeply.  Just because she thinks you can doesn't mean you can.  As a fact, if she is sure about you, you can be almost certain she is wrong.  Just... the way of things.

It keeps popping.  So... remembered my further thoughts, which I hadn't relayed initially.  Don't trust your woman to lead your life.  You... will lose.  Though, too?  In her world, on her side of things?  Within the sisterhood?  Just understand, your advice to here is as lame there and her advice in the man world is potentially lethal to you.  Just... some thoughts.  What a joke, this life, these ways, sometimes.  But I sure enjoy... in my... odd ways.  I don't care how many women you have, supporting you.  Don't play with fire you really weren't meant for.

I don't always like them, but... there is... something about them.  Even to a heartless sob.  Dang, but I miss the... trouble.  Mostly.  Sometimes.