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BrokenGlass2022.HP.txt

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20221113BrokenGlass.HP.txt

So have had a problem for a while,
rushing out the other day/ week or so,
i dropped a glass skillet lid
from it's place on the StoveTop,
crashing down to the kitchen floor,
shattering and going all over,
but on my way out, and came back,
to keep going, which was basically
my routine, back in, down,
and deal with it later,
as the miles are too tiring,
and the sleep not very productive,
like the pounding while i was down
recently, maybe it was someone coming in,
or someone smashing an insect,
or just because i snore or something,
and trying to get that to stop,
here in SardineLand, where the walls
are thin, very thin, like cubicile (sp?)
thin...

But having broken glass before
there are also some techniques,
as at night is the time to see
the little shards that go everywhere,
and more places than one would think,
so first of all i made sure i was
wearing shoes, which i usually don't
at home, shoes off coming in,
but i put shoes near w here i would
have to walk into the kitchen,
going down upon return, i wasn't
going to remember at night,
and tired, going to the kitchen
for something, like liquid at dehydrated
from exercising, and high salt likely too...

Plus some sun burn or wind burn too...

But these are slip on sneakers, so
ok for getting on and off without having
to touch, but have to orient them towards
where i'm going and not trip over them
going through...


Luckily i have a walk in closet to get to
the bathroom, so another route that way,
and back, eliminating a lot of on and off...

But i also track things, so there are shards,
little glass peices tracked into the carpet,
and need to vacuum, with an old vacuum
not what i had bought for things like this,
the small and new Lidl ones, both
hand held and a combo/ with tubes,
so don't have to lean over,
which is a major problem,
i cna't lean over very well without
a problem with circulation,
getting lightheaded, or very sick
feeling, like compressing my chest,
back hurting, form decade(s) of a
messenger bag tweaking my back
and grinding down a disk or few,
and certain movement will set it off
hurting again, carrying too much,
and all the move myself stuff,
kicked it off last time...

So i've laso been wathing hands,
using paper towels which i also
king of buried the glass pile,
i had formed, moving what i could
to one place, and wiping with
wet paper towels like after washing
hands , this reuses the paper towels
and a damp one is likely to attract/
capture the glass, with capillary action?
sticky to the dust/ small parts,
but enough of those and can't see
where i had the pile,
and someone came in and trying to
do safety check(s) both for holiday
Veterans' Day and likely the storm,
emergency/ CyClone or soemthing,
periodic yearly inspection possible,
but would have gotten a mailing
about that, or not seen because
down for days on end, a mail from
them is set to return after 3 days,
is not picked up, a delivery optino
i've only seen this way, and only
give maybe a week notice,
which isn't much for people down
for longer than that, and a pile
of things to do, mostly food packaging
and things i can't seem to do
like reach low for picking up stuff,
combined with washing hands,
as toughting low things mean dirt
and germs, and likely getting sick,
from Virus tracked in, etc...

Anything with handles have really been
packed, so don't have that option,
buting another swiffer type thing
maybe, but now don't have the money,
which is another short notice
type problem, all in the same month,
birthday time is when they seem to do
things, but not for certain, as not
hearing from them, for one reason or amother,
rumors of have inspections waived
because of the attacks by inspector(s)
and the system, currently in court,
and maybe judicial protectsions,
as getting suicidal at times
when attacked so mugh and so few
other options...

But it's the 13th and unlucky thigns
are likely happening, if one is superstitiious
and/or if not too...

Stuff happens, shit and otherwise...

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