Today’s delivery is small by comparison to yesterday’s. But it’s no less important. It’s the charger for the new power banks and the felt squares. It was not a problem to run the MacBook Pro on battery for a while to charge up the pocket station to 98%. But doing it daily is not sustainable. So the charger will definitely be in operation post haste. The felt is not so critical, but it will have its uses.
Tomorrow is the big day, the 40 Ah power bank arrives. It hasn’t shipped yet, so that means it’s already in Texas. I’m looking forward to the wireless port for the phone.
Myka has her new flea collar on her neck, for which she is no doubt displeased. The looks she was giving me verified her indignation and desolation. But while I sympathize, I was not pleased to find two fleas residing in the rims of my socks. Sleep with cats… The mad money dropped a chunk. But alas, except for ingredients to use up the milk (a bag of spuds, probably), there is nothing on the shopping list. I am entering frugal state for a week or so. I will survive it.
I just requested a pair of XLR cords (3′) from Vine. It’s due Friday. They’re strictly for close quarters recording, but it appears to be quality. That takes an edge off the frugal attitude. One can never have too many XLR cords.
Today is trash day. It won’t be much of a chore. The baking soda in the bin will go with the bag tomorrow, then I can wash the bin.
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A long nap to end the morning. The delivery of the power bank (40 Ah), due tomorrow, picked up riders, the multi-cooker pot lid and the four lightning/USB-C cables. It’s shipping from Waco, definitely in Texas.
Dew point is back in the 70s. Temp is closing in on 80°F, making it rather muggy.
I need to start in on trash, as soon as I get it together. My sinuses were flooding, which didn’t help.
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The charger arrived today, along with the felt (vacuum sealed and compressed). I set up the charger and finished the charge on the power bank in short order. The charger is in its new home, ready for use when required.
Trash is on the curb. Myka has been fed. I shuffled the odds and ends, consolidating everything into a new box. I’m not sure where it goes yet. I have a couple of ideas. I need to fill the ice bin, probably Myka’s ice bag, and get a fresh bag of ice. I need to fill the kolache zipper bag. I need to feed myself and give Myka some TJ. I didn’t give her any last night. I fed her crabgrass and she regurgitated, so no TJ. TJ tonight, no salad.
It’s been a slow day. Stamina is not at a high level, rest breaks are long. But fortunately, there’s not all that much that needs doing. I still have three hours of light left.
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I got the ice bin and Myka’s bag filled, a fresh bag of ice in the top loader, the kolaches bagged in the kitchen freezer, and the few dishes done. Except for eating, I’m done for the day. I can sit back and absorb.
I ordered a new folding stool for the kitchen, as the one I have popped rivets on the seat. I can still sit on it if I’m careful, but it won’t last too long. The new one is due next Tuesday.
I plan on vacuuming tomorrow. I’ll probably have a soak as well. And laundry. Not a very busy day forecasted. I’ll charge the new power bank, check charging rates and draw, check the fit of the silicone parts on the multi-cooker. If I’m up for it, I may ride the scooter.

