Done. Nearly

[susandennis]

Turns out this big drawer isn't enough room but it's very very close. There is a basket of plugged in stuff and the hand saw, across the room in a giant basket. I'm feeling put together. I'm kind of afraid to toss any of this because whatever I toss, my brother will ask 'do you xxx?' when he's trying to fix something for me and xxx is what I will have tossed. I'll let him do the culling if he wants less shit in the drawer. For now I'm happy.

Plus, I found the curtain I was looking for when I took the tool box off the shelf outside.

On the down side, working with the dusty shit from outside gave me a huge coughing fit. I was not having a great breathing day to start with and now it has tanked. Wonder how old I have to be to remember to put on a fucking mask before I do shit like that??? 74 is, apparently, not old enough. I have N95's right by the front door.

I will, for sure, wear one when I go out to clean up the shelves (which will now be easier since I've removed all the tools, etc. It would be great not to have anything out there at all. I need to conjure on the best way to make that happen.

I'm now taking a breathing break and then I'm going to take a load down to the dumpsters. I was semi considering a trip to the grocery this afternoon but nah. I don't need to get there and have a coughing fit. Even before COVID, that was ugly. Now it could get me carted away by people in hazmat suits. Plus I have food and I have cheetos. I'm good.

Comments

[vysila]

Here's hoping that you recovered from all the dust inhalation and had a better night and definitely a better day today.

Pretty impressed with all you accomplished despite having a really bad breathing day.