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Dishes, put away, first.  Then those soaking, that would fit, were put into the machine.  The rest were set to another soak, to be washed by hands, and any found here or there.  Some were from cooking and eating recently, most were found while digging through the kitchen.  Not... dirty dishes, mostly.  Dusty.  And, mostly just jars and just from half gallon to two gallon.  Not all will fit the dishwasher, and some oddball things need to be hand washed.

The dishwasher is going.  After it got set up, and sounded to be running it's first cycle, I then started a load of wools.  A few smaller blankets, and socks.  Nothing fancy, but good to have those running.  When those are done, everything gets hung.  Then I begin going through what else is in there, for a next load or three.

It's about time for food.  More chicken.  Best get that eaten before it goes bad.  The choice?  Breast (huge), or hindquarter, medium sized.  That broad probably had trouble walking.  :p  Thankful for her sacrifice though.  If it wasn't purely a favor, it put her out of her misery.  Be careful what you ask for?

Gaming, as I'm resting.  Had to turn the heat up.  I was absolutely freezing.  Though it is time to turn the heat off in the front room, and the heat down in the main.  Saturday?  Okay.  Cool outside, 34 if I checked?  Whatever it might have been, it has... sprung out there.  It is 48, a bit breezy albeit, and clear out there.  A gorgeous day.  If I... was ready, and it was like this earlier, I might have gotten out for a walk.  Though... difficult to walk on days I am working.  So invested in working, that walking would take energy, and time, from those efforts.  I don't like to do that.  Some can do both.  I'm... not one of them.

The painpills helped.  Or... the pain went away on it's own.  I never can be sure.  Sometimes I think about, but don't take, the painpills, only to find the pain dissipates on it's own.  This pain, though, I didn't think would, not this quickly.

Hmm... yes.  Food, then to gaming.  I checked everything, while looking outdoors.  It'll all take a while.  After those things, a break, a next load and/or some handwashing, more laundry after hanging, a break, then to boxes here in the front room.  Boxes, and a bit more.  I want to clear some of the floor space, open things up.  Which means some deeper organization and... a few changes.

Closer, further, deeper, more.  I am... getting there.  Slowly.  Five steps per step back, then five more forward before the next single step back.  Truly improving and getting there.  Didn't get this bad in a day.  Won't fix it in a day, or week, or month.  Really, the fix will take, and include, the rest of my life.  But... I'll... do what I can.

After down here, then back upstairs.  If that works, then vacuuming with the shop vac again, trying the new larger, wider, head.  If that gets done, then opening and trying the new vacuum.  As well, before or after those things, drilling holes in the clothing racks, to add those clip pin, cotter pin, sort of doohickeys.  Maybe all today.  And another load of dishes and laundry?  Or the dishes set up, the hand stuff finished.  Maybe.

Later.