The Weekend, Let Me Show You Sunday

[elfs]

The Garage. Sorta Clean.

Sunday is chore day around here. The neverending garage saga went on today: with one batch of recyclables dispatched, it was time to break down more boxes, an ancient table, and move a dead bag of dried-out asphalt patch.

The big job of the day was defrosting the deep freezer, which involved cleaning the old, nearly dead cooler first, since the bright shiny new cooler wasn't going to hold everything. After that, we moved all the food out, and I went to scraping the ice off with a nylon scraper and my mad scientist gloves, drying the interior completely, and putting all the food back. Cold, messy, and difficult.

I also fixed my bicycle's front brake, checked everyone's tires, and used a hand-blower (hey, no one told me that thing had a 'high' setting. Cool!) to clean off the front area of the driveway, which had become a mess with all the coming and going of junk in and out of the garage. It was just a ton of manual labor, all morning long, and I was glad when it was time for our bi-weekly Dungeon & Dragons game.

My character nearly died. She confidently waded into the mass of goblins and got critted to sub-zero hit points, but she's a monk and made a will roll and did the "Iron Body" thing that brought her back up above ded.

Omaha made an incredibly yummy stew with leftover roast beef, and I whipped togther iced tea in record time.

I read chapter two of Cory Doctorow's Little Brother with Yamaraashi-chan before sending her off to bed. I know I should put more time into the final typesetting tasks for the "Bastetpedia" home page, but I'm feeling lazy today.

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[elfs.livejournal.com]

Thank you. Unfortunately, with the rains coming in, it has become slightly re-cluttered, but at least navigable. And there are plans to discard much of it. And I can now accomplish one major task: I can be comfortable taking the trash out late at night, barefoot, without worrying that I'm going to step on something either very sharp or very gross.