Just the living room.

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So far.  I have moved 95% of the stuff in there, out.  Boxes of stuff that is.  I vacuumed about a third to half the floor.  Quite a little bit of work, to be honest.  And I am wearing out.  I probably won't be able to keep up the pace to date.  But I should be able to do bits and parts along the way.

I am hoping to get everything else out of the living room.  Vacuum the areas I already hit, again.  Move furniture, vacuum under those areas, then put things back, or... rearrange as I would like.  If I can get that done, then all I really feel the great need to do after that is to clean the floors in the kitchen and this front room.

However, that isn't where I'll stop.  If I can get those things done today, or into tomorrow.  fine.  Then I want to start in on the kitchen.  The table.  Clearing it.  And... arranging some things, pulling things out of this nook, or that, or bringing things out altogether.  Maybe putting those things in the master bedroom, since I am not using that.  Just... clearing up space, moving space hog items for the moment.

Then again, I may have to move stuff to get the floor rightly done while at it.  A good deal of work.  If I can get all that done by the time the refrigerator arrives?  Then I'll hit more areas after.  I might even figure out the rental, for a steam vac, to clean the living room.  I still will need to hit the spare and master bedrooms, but that... can wait, for now.

Now, the place is musty.  Worse than when I took possession, but... it... was musty then, too.  I have heard there is a way to tend that.  Ozone machines?  I'm still... looking into the proposition.  Sassy has to be taken out, while it runs.  I need to be gone too.  Even my plants need to be taken out?  So they say.  No real problem.  But... a consideration.  I want to look more.  I don't want to spend money on another psyop piece of space-age junk.  But, if it really works?  That... would be nice.

Wow, boys and girls.  The place is really pulling together.  So much faster than I thought possible.  Then again, until I went carnivore?  It probably wasn't possible.  While the diet won't cure a broken heart, it can allow me to limp by it at a much better clip.  And allow me to handle the heat.  It's to 87, outside, last I looked.  This front room is to 79, the main is to 75 (living room and really the original stone part of the house), but the kitchen is still around 72?  Very cool.  Oh... and that is with most windows open!  It's... sort of kicky, when you figure some things out.

I am hungry.  had a decent serving of cottage cheese earlier.  Am having a double dose of electrolytes.  Will try to keep up on water.  And will probably have another fatted coffee this afternoon.  And while hungry, I probably won't eat today, unless I boil eggs and get those peeled.  But that won't be until much later... when it is cooler.

While I am managing the heat.  And while this shouldn't be all that hot?  Working hard really does begin to get to me, as the days are getting longer, brighter, and hotter.  Fair enough.  Even so, I can work through it, with little breaks.  Wearing out, on top of it, after days of work though too.  All good.  Just shorter work sessions.  Targeted, hit it hard, then take a break, cool off with chilled water, then get back to it when I can.  I really want as shower tonight.  I need to change my wound dressing anyway, so it's a good time to do so.

Truly amazed at what I can do, what has been done, and what really looks possible to do in the near future.  I'll... finally have my house?  Make the house into more of a home?  We'll see.  But... I have done more this week than I have probably ever done to clean up over years up to this point.

Oh... I might clean the front windows sometime soon.  Hopefully before the delivery men arrive Monday.  Perhaps cleaning other windows through the week.  Though... that is best to do in the morning, before it gets too hot.  Or maybe in the afternoon, when the sun isn't blazing on the glass.

Ugh.  A bit more of a break, then back to it.  Vacuuming in the living room, breaking down the boxes and trash I pulled from the living room.  Then moving some furniture around.  Oh, well, and moving the last bits from the living room into the spare bedroom.  Nice.  Very nice.  Later.