Wasn't sure.

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If I could do more.  The last rack went up.  The clothes too.  Then the covers for the racks, plus those wrestled on.  It's a bit... busy up there, at this point.  Not sure I will do much about that before the trip, or soon after it.  Maybe a bit.  Either some organizing, or I'll need to learn the mamba, or some other salsa dance just to get through.

Absolutely exhausted.  I will brush my teeth, but no shower.  Nothing else.  If too, I must sit here, for a bit, before going on to bed.  And... water!  Not terribly thirsty, just... a want?  A bit of need, if more for the idea than reality, I think.  Cold.  I think I have some in the little fridge.

A very successful day.  But so very tiring.  At least my body doesn't hurt, other than from exhaustion.  I'll take that.  If this is killing me, I won't see it hit.  Though I have to admit, extremities, from the wrist and ankle on out, are numb, or feet burn.  Or both.  It comes and goes.  And, sometimes, at the ends of days, I see "stars", and can begin having tunnel vision.  I've had much worse.  Like that first time I did am extended fast without stopping meds.  That almost got me.

Yeah.  Teeth, cold water as I try to cool and rest.  Then bed time.  Good night.