Not everything.

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Won't get to everything.  The dryer was set for a final spin.  What of the dishes I could fit in the dishwasher were put in.  Might have to hand redo some?  Will have to see about that.  The cookie sheets are pretty big, and were pretty rough.  If nothing else, it'll give it a better go than it's had, and extra.  If I am awake when it finishes, I'll put what else will go in for another run.

As well, I put two of the clothing racks together.  The first one took just a bit, to figure out.  The second one took seeming seconds.  I am supposed to have another around, but it may have been stolen.  Not seeing it anywhere.  And it's not like a cellphone.  The box is as tall as I am, a foot and a bit wide, and four inches thick.  Still, maybe it is somewhere, yet.  Not terribly worried exactly yet, either way.  The room I have for those is taken with the two up.  Still... I want to find the other.

One is covered well, but that cover is clear.  The other is covered poorly, but the cover isn't clear.  I... sort of want them both to be like the clear one, only if the dark cover will fit over.  I'll... check that in a bit.  Looking for specific parts, but they aren't popping.  They used to be available with or near the racks.  I'll... do a bit more looking.

A good day.  It may not even be finished.  And with the blood sugar drop, that just added a nice little plum to the pudding.  Starting to get feverish though?  Not sure why?  It isn't a flu, or else.  Overexertion?  It's only 69 up front here, so it shouldn't be overheating from what I did?  Then again, I'm... not young, or well.  Sometimes it takes very little to overdo.  And I've done a fair shake today, after taking a while off.  Dunno.  Will find out before too long.

Oh, I also got the trash collected and out.  Not much to take out.  But it is out.  I love doing that.  I try to remember, before I smell it.  Strangely, that is one thing women are great about.  No, not taking out the trash.  They usually want the man to do that.  Fair enough, they are wasted on weight lifting.  But smelling when something is on the edge, and nagging the poor lazy bastard into getting it out.  No, sometimes... nagging is the right thing to do.  Sometimes not.

And some new ones!  I think.  Someone did a drive by kiss and kill.  I love the twitters she leaves in here wake.  Some other thoughts, too, from her or someone else.  I... enjoyed.  Of course, no one was there.  And it's all a fiction.  But... I like my stories better.

Oh, the trifecta.  They know of... the story, of the song?  In another form.  And what I suggest with it.  But what they didn't know was the third leg of understanding.

Now you do?  Or you don't.  *smile*

Sometimes I think she thinks things that just aren't so.  Jealous, much?

*Cheshire Cat grin*

And this... is... just... someone thinking, suggesting.  Belief?

Who needs that.  Even what I know, I don't always believe.  Because I don't have to, and sometimes I don't want to.  You?  I don't care.  Nor do you.

Later, or good night.