Not a lot?

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And, yet, far more than I thought was going to happen.  I have been making plans, as such, almost every day, or every other day, or so it seemed, for weeks, months.  No doing.  Still, when I can think of it, I begin planning again.  No different today.  Well, the difference was that I was able to act on the opportunities.  No more, or less, than I would on any given day, if I could.

Whether I simply forget, lose the thought.  Or whether I physically can't act.  Often the plans don't see fruition.  Though, in part, with the ac functioning downstairs, and upstairs too, even with the extra heat of high summer, in spite of those things, I have acclimated, to some degree.

Most days, for the last... month... two?  More like two?  I see spots, like when you aren't getting enough oxygen.  Stars, sometimes, too.  Like when you are going to pass out?  Right.  Imagine living right on that edge, and for so long?  A few days without, but those... even those are just rest days.

So, to be working?  Yes, stars, even today.  And that feeling, of being hungry for oxygen.  Even so... I'm... doing things.

The dishes got another spot.  I left them out, so as to take a shower in a short bit.  When I get my legs back under me.  Then I started going through clean laundry.  If I will be wearing it outside, I will be washing it again.  I may begin looking for an ironing board, and iron.  To begin ironing some shirts... Sunday go to meeting shirts.  Just a few.  Plus, have them in hanging zippered bags, to keep them fresh.  Not many, just a few.

Anyway, so I sorted laundry.  That which is to go up, that which is to be washed again.  Further, I'll be going through shirts.  Anything with spots I can't get out has to go.  Well, shirts for outside.  My black t-shirts, at least the ones for about home, I don't care.  Though I want some that are good enough to wear to town.

A load into the dryer, a load into the wash.  More on the way.  If I have a clean big white towel, I'll take a shower shortly.  Otherwise I'll wait... or maybe just use one I have been using.  I don't like to do that, but I need washed.  Can do a fresh shower, again, tomorrow.

I did get the clothes upstairs, which need to be sorted through.  It was still too warm up there, at 79, with windows open and fans going.  I checked outside, it is... or was 68 when I checked.  Not cooling much.  Still, I opened the place up.  It more helps with this front room.  Which had been 82, until I opened up.  Now is down to 79.  If the one is a general room number, and the 79 is close to the machine.  Probably dropped more like six degrees in the general reading.

While at it, I made soup.  Nothing fancy.  Though, I have been saving my cheese rinds and leavings.  I added them to the soup, this time.  We'll see.  Smells a bit ripe, but so it is with heated cheese.  Not as tight as, say, blue cheese.  But... still... some of that was tighter than brie.  And, it is a mix.  I'll find out if the idea of saving cheese rinds, for soup, is a plan or bad plan.  Though one good or bad experience doesn't pain the whole picture?  We'll see.

So, yes.  I am moving along today.  Hoping to get some clothes sorted through tonight.  Some put up, until next winter.  Some set aside, and stored for when I go out.  More socks and underwear sorted, matched, folded, and stored.  I may even begin putting those things, or portions, into air-tight containers.  To keep some of those fresh.  Not all, just enough so that I have outfits, for getting out.  I can... try.

Perhaps I am paranoid.  Maybe I don't smell that bad, or my clothes.  I just don't know.  Living alone, only seeing people a few times a month?  People don't tell you bad news, bad things.  Whether it is because they don't want to hurt you, or... deal with you, or... whatever else.

I'll... see what I can do.  As mentioned, in some ways, I have fallen well behind.  But, in some ways, I am way ahead with the house.  You can't just look, you would have to evaluate some things.  The halls remain more open.  This and that are doing better.  Will... sort, clean, move, change, clear... more.  As I can.  Hopefully this week.

Ah, right, I need to get trash gathered and out.  And, just take the recycling to the curb.  The first load of trash out, I'll move the recycling, just in case if forget all else.  At least that will be done.  Later.