Awake late.

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Early, actually.  The alarms are set for three and five.  I'll turn off the three alarm.

As I was going to bed, mom wanted me to take the trash out?  Was so tired, a bit annoyed.  Didn't do it.  Crashing.  Couldn't figure why.  It didn't smell.  Was relatively recently cleared?  Hmm.  But, waking, I realized tomorrow is trash day.  So, if nothing else, I figured I would walk that out tonight, and get the barrel to the curb.

There was room, for more, but I was shot.  Hopefully, after waking in the morning, I'll have enough energy, or after coffee, to get some wood scraps out to the trash.  Things I just couldn't do tonight.  At least I cleared a bag in the inside, and got one mother pulled elsewhere, together and out, and that to the curb.  If nothing else, there is that.

I did feed Sassy.  Left my door open for her to come up.  Not happening.  Okay.  As well, I shut off my ac up here, and opened up windows.  It is reading warmer but feeling cooler?  Strange, but okay.

On back to sleep.  Good night, again.