Up under the eaves

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Yesterday I delivered the aggregated data, then took the rest of the day off. Off work, anyhow. I deep-cleaned the tiles in the shower, and the bathroom sink area, and attempted to do the tub as well but was defeated. I finished cleaning the godzilla paint on the hand wheel of the White, then started buffing out some of the rust pitting the chrome rim. Rogue Protocol is backfilling some depth in the antagonists, which is good. Lunch, laundry, then I got outside in the gorgeous weather and weeded the garden. Should have worn gloves, as I got tagged by a bunch of cleavers and a touch of nettle. Nothing has sprouted yet from last week’s seeds, though there are some new volunteers. Some kind of creature munched the tops of last year’s carrots and parsley; probably a rabbit or a juvenile groundhog. Inside, washed and dried hair (which is getting long enough to be a whole production). Called mom; she’s got some nice garden plans and seems to be getting out under the sky a good amount of time. Dinner, crossword, DS9, snack, sleep. Dreamt of P holding public office, group rates in hotels, falling in love, a system of mashups, yoga, group housing, gardening on steep slopes, hanging out with F and A, enforcing boundaries, pushpins.