I woke up at 12:30. I had intended on getting up around 9 or 10. My plan was to get a lot of cleaning and re-arranging done. Still I dug into the work. Finished off the walk-in closet, as all I needed to check off for that room was vacuuming. Moved more items from the bedroom to the walk-in closet, and began re-arranging furniture in the bedroom. Got everything picked up there and the floor vacuumed. Removed all the books from my non-fiction bookshelf in the living room and moved that piece into the bedroom and re-stacked it. Removed all the books from my hardback fiction bookshelf and carried them into the bedroom. Then I dragged the shelf into the middle of the living room so I could tip it over. It's only a couple of inches below the ceiling, so you can't tip it endwise without gouging the ceiling. Takes more room than that. Then I dragged it toward the front door, but couldn't get it to turn the corner into the hallway to my bedroom. Not enough room. Dragged it back through the living room, through the dining room, and from there into the hallway (straight shot that way). Unfortunately, it won't turn the corner into the bedroom. I tried taking it outside and from there making a straighter shot into the bedroom. No such luck. Basically, the shelf must be in the living room. Left it in the kitchen for the time being cause I was beat. My back hurt from my first attempt to move the bed. Word to the wise, move your furniture on occasion, or you might injure yourself trying to get it out of the carpet divots.
Got all dolled up to go out. Jason came and picked me up. Plastic pants (kind of pleathery), tight shirt with silver flames. That got some attention, I was fondled by 3 different women (all on the shoulder, get your minds out of the gutter). Tried to dance some, but my back hurt. Hung out and talked with calimbrium
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