She was right.

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The windows in her bedroom can be removed.  After the sills were cleared, cleaned, anyway.  So cleared and cleaned.  I have tooth brushes, which I don't use now that I have electric ones.  I brought those to the party, and let her know there are more for fiddly cleaning.

We got her windows taken out, and in the en suite, cleaned, and replaced.  But there is a lot of mineral buildup on them that window cleaner just won't touch.  So I looked for a solution...  CLR, it turns out.  True?  Will find out sooner or later.  All the windows will get touched up, if it works.

I've helped her put up new drapes in there, remove, clean, and replace the windows, and a few other minor things for most of the afternoon.  Wasn't the plan, but the drapes arrived early, and we had started on the windows yesterday, so it was tending old business.

Then I got her bed where she wanted it, after a few days of various trials, seeing what she wanted and liked.  No, fair.  I generally have to muss, in a new room, to find my place and make it work.

Supper, in a bit.  Pork steak with tomatillo sauce.

Tomorrow, I am hoping to get in for a u.a., finally.  As well, a liver panel.  They haven't done one of those since the bike accident.  Then my foot doc can decide what we can do, use, for the foot fungus.

But, too, I need to do some work up here... going forward.  I have too much up here, it is too unorganized, it is becoming claustrophobic.  NO!

I have places, hanging spaces, and such.  It's a matter of opening space to get to storage, then organizing what to put were.  I have enough space, spaces.  Currently, however, it is like a unfinished puzzle.  I just need to fit the pieces.  And, I can.  I just need time, when I have the energy.

Didn't shower this morning, will tonight.  Sleep, rest, work, as I can, must.  Hoping to have my room pretty much straighrened, organized, by next weekend.  Though then I need to begin cleaning.  One thing at a time.

Oh, mother had a few good ideas.  With curtains up, I really want sheers too.  Some light without losing all privacy.  But the walls don't accept mounts well, nearly stucco, or cement, for walls.  I do have curtains up.  The mounta.  So... Just use a light metal spring at the base of the curtain rod brackets.  Really might work.

Oh, and I need to figure how people are getting into my house, and fix that.  Definitely still breaking in, while we are sleeping.  Had to flee once, if mother didn't open the back doors and forget?  Not using the doors, those have security plates, security hook and eye (with plates which need to be slid before than can be lifted, and several of those).  Must be a loose window, or some odd way into the basement?

Mother tries to deny, but I know... clearly now.  I've set a few traps, I know.  An odd thing they do is take some of the water out of the reverse osmosis carafe.  Watering Sassy, or just getting some water to go?  Seriously, as strange as it sounds.

I know it is true.  That was happening before my mother arrived.  I thought it might be the machine clocking off, or an electrical disruption, shorting producion.  The problem with that is that there isn't enough water remaining in the reservoir and the carafe to account for the difference.  I fill to a specific level, consistently.  Nope, between a half and full quart goes missing every few days.  Sure  I think I really do have ghosts.  But I have never had a ghost drink or eat food before.  No, this is a contemporary two legged rat.

Might be putting a smaller kid in, who unlocks for someone else.  Not quite absolutely sure, but will be trying to prevent that.

Later.