I finally got to work yesterday. It felt good to get things done. I started with cutting up a bunch of old boards that have been laying around outside for far too long. I cut them into three foot sections hoping the garbage guys will take them. If not. . . there are other ways. Afterwards, I drove across town to pick up some meds and then went west to the Home Depot where I bought some bags of granite to put on the ground next to my newly painted siding. Got two batteries for my circular saw for what I considered an outrageous price since I hardly ever use tools, but my old batteries won't hold a charge anymore. A few more items, too.
When I got home, I spread the granite. I will need a ton more, so I think I am going to have it delivered to re-rock the drives with enough for making pathways and covering the ground next to the house. Granite is heavy. I'll be sick of moving it in minutes and will wonder why I didn't hire somebody to do it.
I'll order the big pile of mulch for the driveway, too.
Today, though, I am going to clean my mother's house in preparation for her return. While there, I will wash my Xterra.
I think.
I never know what I will do. Some days I just don't want to work. Maybe I'll take a nap instead for I am scheduled to go out with the gymroids for happy hour. I don't want to, but I've already committed.
I just thought I'd throw this in. No narrative. Nor reason. I didn't sleep much last night and am too tired for narrative. Outside the city is working on the power lines and two yard crews are mowing and blowing. I just want a second cup of coffee and some danish. I don't really think I'll get much done today, but as they say. . . there is nothing that can't be done tomorrow.
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