A wicked night.

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Earlier, I checked, when I first woke, it was 74 out.  Then, an hour later?  It was up to 76?  Right.  Then, it got down to 66, so I opened up.  When I took recycling to the curb, about an hour ago, it was up to 68?  The weather is being... peculiar.  It must be warm air masses, coming in, blowing through?  Not much of a breeze, or wind.  And it feels humid, hot, strangely.  Ugh.  This front room, at least near the computer, is 77.  Had to get up to check, but okay.  The main of this front room is 75, and the rest of the house is 73 (or cooler).  That measures the main room, the back rooms are usually a degree, to three, cooler.  Just the way the house is.  Upstairs?  Ac is still on.  Last I looked, it was 68 in the main, probably 71 to 73 near where I sleep.  Just... how that goes too.

Laundry should be ready.  Dishes too.  I cleared and cleaned the pee jug.  For whatever reason, I am going through one of those a night lately.  I didn't think I was drinking much, and I pee a lot.  Maybe... my body is just holding on to water more tightly than it seems?  Don't know.  Working on it.

Yes, I'll put the laundry over, get that drying.  Wash the dishes, then probably put them to a soak.  Then start the griddle, after checking the chops.  Yes.  I think so.  Hmm, and I need to get trash going, out, then to the curb.  I don't have a lot, but some.  I'll... sort that out.  Doing what I can.  Later.