In to town.

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Most of the returns were made.  I think the last two have to be taken to the post office.  Quite a load of things back.  Quite a lot of money returned.  All good.

While out, I bought a few burritos.  Bigger beef and bean, several.  And, so hungry, I ordered sides of rice and beans.  Eaten some of it.  Had to. I need food, but was far too tired to cook.  So... there it is.

Wonderful day, few days.  Hopefully get a few more things tomorrow.  And, maybe, sleep well tonight.  Especially with the plywood, thin as it is, under the mattress... instead of stays every six to eight inches.  That was wearing me out.

It snowed, again, several times through my journey to town.  Then rained, mostly, on the way home.  The returns seemed to... get tricky.  But I sorted them out.  Thankfully.  Had to return to one of the drop-off sites I had already visited.  But didn't have to return to town, possibly late with one of the returns.

I am hoping to get a shower, before going to bed.  Drying off a bit.  Oh, and I suppose I should put the last burrito and rice and bean sides up.  I fed Sassy her second to last meal.  Will get her last meal as I go on to bed.

Cold out there, if mostly from the wet.  It is 30, but feels colder.  All that precip, somehow, even at that lower temp, is getting into the air.  Oh well.  It could be much worse.  And... got the drive cleared, plus I shoveled the sidewalk while at it.

Day dreaming about women.  Met some very nice ones today.  At first I thought one of them, was a grumpy gal.  But, no, she was an absolute sweetheart when not across and away, seeming gloomy and dark.  Another was a doll from the start.  Not the prettiest girl?  But a smile and a figure will give even old Doomster a bit of a... smile.  There were five, six, gals who were just sweeties tonight.  I don't know what I did wrong, but I'd... like to keep replicating that.  I didn't even get the "grandpa" sort of vibe.  No, there was some... pleasant pleasantries.  I may not be a believer, but I sure enjoyed anyway.  I was thinking rather manly thoughts, all I'm saying.

Quite the day.  So much out.  Several places truly cleared or well started.  The bed set up.  The weight of things off my mind.  The idea that the bathroom will begin being available before I move out.  And, I might even move into the downstairs, again.  If into the spare bedroom.  Which, with the new window, and a solid ac, stays quite nice in the summer, and winter.

It really is moving forward.  And, while I definitely need help, I am able to do a fond share of the work.  I am getting stronger.  The other day, lifting a hundred was pushing things.  Now I was able to handle a barbell with a hundred and ten, just moving from here to there mind you, fairly well.  I wouldn't have sprinted with it, or benched it necessarily, or did anything fancy.  But that I could just go, and do, without a twitch or great pain, was... very nice.

That on top of helping fill most of the dumpster, move other things, help with this, and that, and sort and toss?  Very very good.  I'll need a break, soon.  And might be down for a week or two.  But... that has been some wonderful effort, through this week, last, and maybe a bit before.  Smaller steps to larger.  Still far from a man mans' effort.  But for a mostly dead man, I am king.

The food, and efforts, have really worn me out.  I'll be ready for sleep when I can get to it.  A shower would be very kind.  Drying off as I float down toward sleep, first of mind, then body, should be a joy.  Muscles hurt.  Joints are sore.  tendons have been pushed.  I'll have a few painpills, hopefully to help get the shower taken and then to bed before too long.  Good night.