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It's another slow day, and one where I'm singularly unmotivated. There're things that I could be doing, but right at the moment I simply don't want to. I'll sit and fold my laundry and put it away, and probably (as bad as that sounds) go back to bed. This evening, I'll try to sit down and re-pack the costuming tot that's got all of Megan's 16th C clothes in it; hopefully I can make enough room to get the extraneous pieces I've found into it, and then that tote'll go atop the one stuffed with her clothes. That'll get another sizeable space freed in the living room and give me room to work. Under the stacked stuff behind it is a largish stack of firewood which needs to go back outside; I won't be making any more fires here, and I need that stuff moved to free up the third piece of the big blue sofa.

I need to make myself some food. Maybe that'll help.

~e

( Go, lemming, go! )