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I finished the dishes, in the machine. I thought I had emptied it, but there were a few lids in there. Needed one of them, for the container to store the food in. I haven't messed with the cast. And won't anymore today, or... this morning. I did store the food. And will take that pot in, to be soaked and washed when I wake.
I found a bottle, that was titled professional. Dubious, still, I gave it a try. Actually it is quite good. I could, with a twist of the cap, get from a solid hard stream down to the mistiests of mists. Perfect. I cleaned it out, then filled it with r.o. water. Then had to run the r.o. system. Which reminds me, I need to refill the reservoir. Can do.
As well, I rearranged some things in the new closet of a room that is usually the master bedroom. While doing that bit of work, and hanging the shirts, folding a few pair of underwear and putting those up, I found an outlet for the iron. So... all ready on that end, when I can get to ironing I am set otherwise.
I reset laundry, the dryer. Nothing in the washing machine, and might not be for a while. Though, before long, I'd like to get back to washing the stuff that was washed, but has been sitting around, gathering dust and such... especially now that I have enough space. May need to put some things back into the closet though. Those hanging racks have limits. Have to wait for more hangers, to a degree, anyway. Though I could dig through for any bedding. Most of that should be really freshly washed though. So all I need to do with that is fold it up and put it in another "drawer". The other linen drawer is pretty much full. Though I may put sheets in one, or two, and pillow cases in another.
I will put the pan to soak, fold or hang and put away the last of the laundry, and fill the reservoir on the r.o. machine, if it's ready. Hmm... what else?
Oh, the VA called about cardiology. I have to check with travel. Last time they told me they wouldn't pay for travel if I could get the services locally. Though, too, I need to check to see if they will cover travel to other nearby towns. I won't see the last cardiologist again. Since he knowingly did a billable while knowing I was out of authorization. Good way to kill a business. Then again, he probably doesn't want vets.
So, I need to call travel. If they will pay, to go to SLC, I may bite my lip and head in, at least temporarily. Until... some things are sorted. If not, I'll just have to wait. As well, I'll ring renal, see when the appointment is, and if we can scoot it up. Will see. But want to do that, since I am still awake. Barely. Bleh.
Let me... do the list of chores first, save the whites. They aren't ready yet to fold. Then call. And, maybe, by the time I finish those calls, I can finish the whites and go crawl into bed. Wow, what a ride.
It is 35 out there, and overcast. The mountains seem to have gotten a very solid new bulk of snow. Could just be my eyes, but that looks like a very solid addition. Sure is pretty out there.
Oh... and the list is done. Now for the calls. Good night, and day.
Just woke up sitting here. Screen blank, so it had "slept" too, computer fan running in the background. Guess I should lay down soon.
ReplyDeleteSleep sure catches me out. Especially after these odd long days of late. A chill will do that, too. Odd... but I'm not cold, even with the house turned down.
ReplyDeleteCrash well. Dream well. Of... fish... of one sort or another.
At this point in life... I'm catch and release.
ReplyDeleteYep. Did you ever eat bullheads? Some call them trash fish. But, then, so are catfish. I still like them, though they are a bit small for me, these days. Catfish can do, not sure I trust them, unless I know the waters well enough to trust the fish.
ReplyDeleteLive and let die? :)
Grilled...my way, Dad wanted them deep fried.
ReplyDeleteI'm a deep fryer, myself. But I wouldn't turn em' down however. Or cook them. That is one thing I just can't cook well, no matter how I try... fish. Of any kind. Love the stuff too. Though, only fresh caught from a stream (not farmed), or wild caught at sea. Picky, that way.
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