Not everything.

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Won't get to everything.  The dryer was set for a final spin.  What of the dishes I could fit in the dishwasher were put in.  Might have to hand redo some?  Will have to see about that.  The cookie sheets are pretty big, and were pretty rough.  If nothing else, it'll give it a better go than it's had, and extra.  If I am awake when it finishes, I'll put what else will go in for another run.

As well, I put two of the clothing racks together.  The first one took just a bit, to figure out.  The second one took seeming seconds.  I am supposed to have another around, but it may have been stolen.  Not seeing it anywhere.  And it's not like a cellphone.  The box is as tall as I am, a foot and a bit wide, and four inches thick.  Still, maybe it is somewhere, yet.  Not terribly worried exactly yet, either way.  The room I have for those is taken with the two up.  Still... I want to find the other.

Look, I... hear you.

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Believe?  Yes.

Remember.

About to drop again.

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At 22:24, a three hour wakeful nap?  An inverse nap?  It's nearing time to go on back to sleep.  I would have been to bed earlier, but I forgot to add a couple of cans of water and a double shot of electrolytes.  I got the fatted coffee down, but just.  Did I need it?  Hard to tell, when just coming to, or back to, carnivore.  It takes a while to get the rope jumping down on the gig.

Anyway, it was filling.  Which... I made me need for it to pass a bit so I could add water.  Then I... sort of forgot.  Until I realized I was so tired I could drop.  Then put it back on the program, and am getting it in.

I... know it was her.

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Oh, yes.  I... know.

She tells me.  She... didn't want me to say it.