Good morning.
It’s 58F and cloudy. The forecast calls for cloudy to mostly cloudy conditions, with a daytime high of 72F.
I watch when they give me shots or draw blood, and I used to watch surgery videos and shows, too. I want to see what they’re doing, and blood doesn’t bother me in the least; neither my own or someone else’s.
Coppertone, I hope the job works out.
For those of you experiencing a heatwave, I hope it soon passes and that some precipitation arrives. Not too much, but enough to cool things down, give the ground a good conditioning soak, and to clear the air.
Bright Tree, I hope Ollie’s ear clears up.
Cat Glove, I got tired just reading about your activities.
I went to one of my favorite nurseries yesterday in search of Japanese Forest Grass. They are permanently closing down at the end of the season. They’ve been in business for 50 years, and the couple who run it, having been running it for 40 years. They want to retire, and I can’t blame them. I’m sorry to see them go. At any rate, I found the grass I was looking for, but only in the yellowish hues, so I had to go to the other nursery in the valley, and I found two of the greenish-hued varieties. After the nursery trips, I stopped at Costco to get TP, and I still managed to spend over 200 bucks.
If we can get trailer today, we’ll be clearing out the house and garage and make a trip to the appliance dump, as well as the regular dump. Tomorrow, we’ll start prepping and painting another room. I think that’ll be it for painting before the kids arrive. We’ll pick it up again after the kids leave and I’m fully healed from the cataract surgery, which is scheduled to occur on the 23rd. The kids arrive on the 24th. I want time to fully clean the house, including the carpets, before they get here. I am way past the days when I could knock out steam cleaning 2452 square feet of carpeting in a day.
Plus, I want to take the spinny scrub brush thingy to my kitchen dining area and all the bathroom floors.
And, I’ll wash the walls of the rooms we haven’t painted, too.
Anyway, it’s a lot, and I don’t think my husband appreciates how much it is because he’s never done it. I usually take care of all that. But, with a deadline looming, the tasks seem daunting.
Not griping, it’s just the way it is.
Anyway, time for some more coffee, and then I suppose I should get on with the day.
Please take care of yourselves.