Note: I have learned to 'check-in' with Mom each morning or we worry if we cannot reach each other. The ol' bachelor fella, Gene, down the road, calls every morning too, to let me know he's up and moving. He knows I'll be checking on him if he doesn't 'check-in' first. The poor fellas arthritis is getting the best of him. Besides, he always has a " Did you hear?..., (not that we gossip), and he is eager to tell a tasteful joke or two, to start our day.
Back to my day.
I was still catching my breathe from our over-worked firewood weekend, so I thought I would catch another hour of sleep. Well, just when you want sleep, sleep won't come. What else could I do, but
go outside and start to locate and move some Missouri Primrose that were getting choked out last year already, by the Snow On the Mountain. Well, if that don't beat all, NO PRIMROSE. So, no transplants!
What else could I do, but
take a walk. Afterall, I already had my shoes on. I walked a 1/2 mile down the road to my son's warehouse to see the progress. Two of the boys are converting what was a bait and archery shop into an archery range in hopes of eventually catering to archery hunters and their competitive leagues. They will have a nice place to practice all they want. They got my approval and did not really need me to supervise today, so homeward bound.
The walk sure did me good. I need to dedicate myself to making a habit of it for my health-sake. I'm afraid I'm not getting any younger. My goal?--3 miles.
Hmm, what else could I do?
OK, what's for supper? A whole roasted chicken sounds good, so while defrosting it, I baked a pan of Peanut Butter Brownies with a few alterations. Good enough for My Guy's sugar lows, should he have them again today.
My bypass pruners needed a squirt of WD40. Since they also needed to be tested for accuracy, it meant a jaunt to the edge of the woods to clip a few branches. They worked like new again so I cut an armful of long willow and alder brush sticks. These will be used in a couple of days for yet, another project. This brings to mind the 'Project' I've been hinting about the past week or so.
What else could I do, except
To start 'The Project'. The first half of it required the assistance of My Guy and several of his trusty tools. We sure are grateful for his shop to make life just a bit easier. The second half of 'The Project', will be continued tomorrow. All good things come to those who wait., Right?
What else could I do? but
Be patient. So much to do, so little time with our short summers!
I will Get-er-done, with Bill's help, of course. I am so anxious for tomorrow!