My to do list. Pretty much.

-Breakfast
-Watch vids I've been saving up from FaceBook the past week -Obviously non-essential, but I could sort of claim I was watching them while I ate breakfast. They were Tim Minchin's address to graduates and There's Something Absolutely Wrong With What We Do To Boys Before They Grow Into Men, so I wasted less than 22 minutes on that.
-Soak Eor's diesel-smelling coat and gloves -Still in the tub. They've already been scrubbed with dish detergent, washed, soaked in dish detergent, and washed again, and they still stink.
-Pick up clothes dropped on floor over past week and start another load of laundry.
-Take bath -Obviously can't until I get the coat into the washer.
-Take quilt and sleeping bag to laundromat -They don't fit in the home washer.
-Return bottles/cans -I don't even know where to do that where I can avoid that annoying Clynk stupidity. I want cash NOW! I think this whole thing was invented to cut street people out of their traditional money maker of returning bottles. Not that there are any street people in Freeport, because they are not tolerated, they don't fit the image of squeaky-clean white bread which this town needs for it's tourist-and-shopping-based economy. I've avoided Clynk for the past few years by giving all my bottles to a co-worker, who puts them in his kids' college fund, but now Eor wants the money for our new house.
-Take recycling to station -In Freeport the recycling station is at the fire and police station, so it is All Stations.
-Phone pavers -Several have left messages on our answering machine over the past few weeks. I'm phone phobic at the best of times, but we have been busy. I freely acknowledge, however, that I'm likely to avoid calling them back by making myself busy with other things. I might try to phone them while at the laundromat, because I do have a cell phone, now. Hm. I traditionally think of laundromat time as my time to write.

Also, weird - Portland, Maine makes it to list of Top 14 places in the world you should visit this year. Well, if you want to roost someplace about a half hour or so North, drop me a line. ;)

Randomly, in ref to the place a half hour North of Portland - Google will map my new house, but the United States Postal Service site says it's not an address which exists and won't give me the zip code for it. I wanted that to complete a survey for Lowe's this morning, which might allow me to win $5,000 worth of stuff for that house. (I used this address, instead. I hope that when my money comes there's not someone else living here.)

ETA:
I hate Blogspot because it won't let me create a link to a single post, but the one I wanted to promote was January 8, 2014 "Population Growth." This is my cousin, Panny Zust's, blogspot, One Earth Revolution".

ETA yet again: It's snowing.

ETA: I almost win? There are no conclusions of tasks without creating more tasks, so before I bath I should still:

-Put away dishes & refill dishwasher
-Put away the laundry I washed earlier.
-Fetch Eor home from work.

But a paver has been here and looked at the area, and will be sending me an estimate in email, and the other one I talked with is pulling the file of the last time he did this parking lot. He says the poor choices made by the previous owner were NOT what he had recommended. ;)

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Fetched Eor, and we went out and bought a shop vac and push broom, then groceries, and he did an admirable job of finding the lower cost substitutes for things. I needed him along to make those decisions because I hate to pop new things on him without him having input. He's not good with new foods. ;)

And then I cooked and he's already turned the light out in the bedroom.

I never did get my soak in the bath. :P

Tomorrow morning it's big breakfast (corned beef hash, fried potatoes, eggs) and then we take all that great energy and go work at the new house until we keel sometime in the late afternoon.

We were going to visit Littleredhead and Groundctrl, but they had to beg off on account of she went and had a baby. ;)