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I managed some reading last night, parts of two different books. I’ve got three books due a week from Saturday that can’t be renewed. I could read all of them if I really buckled down and worked at it, but I don’t know if I will.

I’m kind of groggy this morning but not entirely headachy (there’s something around the edges). I ended up taking Ativan in the evening because I knew I’d never sleep otherwise. I still didn’t fall asleep until an hour and a half after we turned out the light, but I slept pretty soundly. The main difficulty was that Cordelia got up around 6:30 and felt she had to tell me she had.

Scott was hopeful that work today wouldn’t be too bad. I really hope that turns out to be true.

I need to cook something for dinner tonight. I still have lots of pulled pork to eat, but there’s nothing for Scott or Cordelia to eat. I’ve got a bag of potatoes, a whole chicken, and all of those bags of beans. I’ll probably cook the potatoes then rinse the pot and cook either beans or the chicken. Beans will be easier but not so reliably certain to be something that Scott and Cordelia will want to eat. I suppose that’s what the potatoes are for.

All of the recipes Scott found for whole chickens in the pressure cooker want you to saute the thing in order to brown the skin. None of us actually eat the skin, so I don’t think we care. It doesn’t seem like something that would add to the flavor of the meat inside.

I think here’s my plan for the day:

Shower.
Cook potatoes.
Laundry.
Collect and take out trash.
Cook either beans or chicken.
Make Scott’s sandwich for tomorrow’s lunch.

Maybe not in that order (though the shower definitely comes first), and I do want to fit in a walk if I can.

I wonder if I can get Cordelia to wash the potatoes while I shower? It’s within her abilities, but she’s never done it before, so she may not want to do it unsupervised.

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Okay. I showered. Then I got dressed and gathered most of the clothing I need to wash (Scott leaves stuff scattered throughout the house). That left me exhausted enough that I kind of fell into my seat here. It’s been twenty minutes, and I’m not ready to get up again.

Which is frustrating because I can see that each of the chores I want to complete will take only five to ten minutes whether Cordelia helps or not. Part of me really wants to just get them all done as fast as I can so that I can relax and not stress about the fact that I’m not doing anything productive right now. I just know that, realistically, I can’t do that.

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I just supervised Cordelia in washing the potatoes and setting up the pressure cooker. I couldn’t remember the correct timing for the cooker with any certainty. Hopefully twelve minutes isn’t too long. I suppose I should look it up and find out. I just… I can’t. I really can’t. (I think that’s the sort of thing that people either understand completely or are completely puzzled by. It sounds ridiculous, even to me.)

I also gathered trash from the wastebaskets around the house. I think it will require four trips to get everything to the bins— Two bags of trash and we have more recycling than will fit in the container we use for transporting it to the bin. I think I’ll start the laundry before I do that, however, because I want to wash some of Scott’s clothes that will need to be dry three and a half hours from now. Getting the trash to the curb just has to happen before we go to bed tonight.

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The laundry is washed, dried, and upstairs. The potatoes are still cooling. I’d have thought they’d cool faster than that. I suppose I could just shove them in the fridge, but that doesn’t seem necessary yet. I’ve made Scott’s sandwich, and I have navy beans soaking. I also spent a bit over an hour trying to nap before giving up on it.

The UPS guy came about ten minutes after I lay down. He had a package for Scott and said he was supposed to do a pick up, so I put the CD and paperwork in a bubble envelope and sealed it up and gave it to him. I can’t think of anything else he could possibly have been referring to. I really have no idea what’s going on with that.

In other news, the Ingress portal near Scott’s parents’ place that I’d been holding so long got wiped out a couple of hours ago. I was five days short of getting another level badge for it. That takes 90 days, and holding a portal that long is entirely luck and so doesn’t generally happen. I was really hoping to hold onto that one just another few days. I don’t think there’s anything else that I’ve captured and currently hold that I’ve had for more than a few days, and I’m pretty sure those are all in locations with a lot of Ingress traffic.

Scott has to go in early tomorrow morning. That means it really is on me to try to scrape together something for dinner. He simply won’t have time.

Okay, time to take something for this headache and see if black tea will help me wake up. I wonder if Cordelia would revolt if I asked her to take out all of the trash instead of her doing half while I do half?