Crashing.

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Help arrived though.  I had an area, in the kitchen, I needed opened up.  I did help.  But didn't do more than a small portion.  Beside opening that up, he got the r.o. countertop device going.  I couldn't see the markings.  Eyes... as you get older.  Though, after a bit of fiddling, he figured it out.  Then showed me.  I can do that, from now on.

I was afraid of twisting the filters off, perhaps damaging the filters or the machine.  All good.  I ran one pot through, emptied.  Ran another through.  That is it for today.  Tomorrow I am hoping to run two more batches.  With the filters being new, they have charcoal running through them, and maybe other chemicals.

Trash was put out, too.  Filled bags, and had other things from that kitchen area to go.  Very good.  Was too congested, I was getting claustrophobic going in there.  Now I just need to get fresh cat litter, get out the old... probably before it is picked up, and reset some things.

A coffee earlier.  Was planning on a steak.  It's in the fridge, I'll get it later.  Crashing so hard, though, right now, that sleep is all I can do.  All good.  I don't mind a nap, or whole sleep, after getting that sorted.  When I wake, I am hoping to begin in on boxes.  Ugh.  All good.

Good day, and most likely good night.