Boy i am beat. I woke up at 5 am to try to clear a path to the farthest corner of my apartment but at 9 am i was still 3 feet short of my goal. Pretty good for me, though. I havent been back there in 10 years i dont think. I think the dust is forming limestone.

The apartment helper had to put some chairs in the hallway to make enough room for the new air conditioner guy to work, and i am too weak to wrestle them back in. Plus the guy is coming back sometime today. If somebody steals them, oh well. Otherwise i should be revived enough to bring them back in when he returns.

I was warned late last week that this would be happening, but i was having a gall bladder attack over the weekend and feeling like crap. So a few salads later and i developed a plan - clean up the kitchen and use it as a staging area - and from there i actually made some progress.

Anyway, now i feel like i can address the hoard. It feels more like daily, bite-size pieces.