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Friday was exhaustion and relief. Saturday was leisure. Sunday was rest.

Monday? Is cleaning.

I seem to be doing my own take on the flylady.net fifteen-minute zone cleaning thing. It's amazing how much stuff can get done in fifteen minutes if that's the only thing you're doing in those fifteen minutes. It's also appalling to see how much is left to do after the fifteen minutes have passed.

I think I'll get the place reasonable in another 45 minutes, though it may take me a bit to work up to starting in on stuff again. I need either more storage space or less stuff. I know I need shelves in the storage closet outside, because there are all sorts of things that could be properly boxed and put out there, and there are all my books that want to come inside.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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