Still cold.

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To the bone, chilled.  No good solid way to escape it.  Not upstairs, here.  I do get warm enough downstairs, after a bit.  Warm enough, not... as warm as I would like.  That sit-in tub would be good, if they would ever get it in.  Late.

I am, again, going to try mesh base layering.  Under my warmer pajamas.  Not absolutely sure it will work.  Just... will try.  As well, back to various weights of merino wool base layers, over the mesh, under the pj's, if needed.  Will see.

A bit of work.  Two small sessions.  Just a bit of sorting, mostly hauling.  And... not in the direction I had planned.  If my intended direction, as it turned out, wasn't the right way.  I had simply mistaken priorities.

No problem, whatsoever.  I don't mind being corrected.  Or doing what is needed in a timely fashion.  I had thought we would next, after the kitchen and washroom, hit the spare bedroom.  Nope.  We need the front room down to the bare, as well as the back room a bit more.

Though I think that will be done in a day or two.  Then to the spare room, I hope, yet this week.  Will see.  As I said, I don't mind being wrong, corrected, or going with that.

The kitchen is beginning to look amazing.  Things stacked in there from before my mother's last visit... sorted, moved out, cleaned.  This and that, from shelves to carts to smaller and larger implements, managed and placed... given homes, stored, or tossed.

Much taken to the basement, set to be taken to storage, tossed, or ready to be given to charity.  Plus, keeping up on cats, the dog, and ourselves.

Plus odds and ends.  A girdle, to help fill in when she gets to stop wearing her brace, flannel sheets for her for winter, and such.  Though purchases are slowing, just little fillers as most needs and wants have been managed.  Most.  A few bigger ticket items still in the lurch.  Well, and she will need wardrobe as she loses so much weight and/or size, even going forward.

Back to carnivore... minus a few found candy bars.  Still, down to 32 waist... I don't mind a few last mistakes.

Goodnight?  Maybe.