Happy day. Volunteered. Studied the Bible with a friend in preparation for Sunday. Worked in the deepest, dustiest, buggiest part of my house: The Cellar. Threw away lots. Got more for upcoming yard sale. The amount of stuff Down There seemed Way Too Big to manage at first, especially since the cellar is only a "half" floor, meaning I have to bend over at the waist the whole time. But a little voice said, "Just one box at a time. Just one box. You can do it."
So I did. Got maybe a dozen or 15 boxes gone through.
Wriggled my way out, washed up some, and then painted.