Well... some things.

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Not sure if help is arriving.  Last I heard, it was probable.  To that end, I got in to the bedroom and opened up access to the window.  Boxes, box springs, and a mattress were in the way.  I moved the matress and box springs to the master, moving the boxes just well out of the way.

If I am certain help will be arriving, I will get the wood, ac, parts, and some tools, in there.  Just... to be ready.  And, if at all possible, and I am sure he is actually coming, on the way, I may try to work on getting the old window out.  Not sure how well I can do it, not sure what I am doing.  But, probably, can't mess up too badly?

If, that is, I can.  Just doing that bit of work about broke my balls.  Getting the wood moved, and the ac?  Yes, that... may be it.  If I can do that, but I will try.  Still, I'd like to see if I can remove some parts, take out screws or bolts, maybe remove the structure.  But without doing damage.  Ugh.

It is 90 out there.  My eyes are dilated, inside.  Stepping out and I am blind for a five minutes.  It isn't the heat, mostly.  It is 74, indoors, in the main.  It is 77 up front.  The ac is on upstairs, probably around 70~72 up there.  Breathing is difficult.  Still trying to catch my breath from moving those things.  It isn't the weight, it's that almost any effort is exceedingly taxing.  I... do what I can, as I may.

Oh, with the wood, and tools, I'll get the wood working benches out there, sawhorses?  Right?  Right, I think so.  Those are very handy.

I sent a text, asking if he was hungry, but more a round about way of asking if the gig is still on.  Though, if he is hungry, I'll gladly feed him.

On to gaming, in an attempt to catch my breath.  The Lord knows, some cooling would be very good.  Ugh.