...there's no place like home! This is the first weekend in a month that I have been home. Since the weather was somewhat decent, I decided to spend it doing yard work. Well! There's an awful lot of yard work to do...and I am just one person. Suffice it to say that I got some done, but certainly not all that I had hoped. <sigh>
I can't believe that Thanksgiving is this week! My original plan to be with my sister and her family in IL has been altered, due to dawg and fatigue. I run and run and run, forgetting that there simply has to be some productive "down" time in order to feel good enough to run some more. Sorry, Shari. I run as fast as I can just to stay in one place!
Let's see... I took the guest room comforter out of the dryer today to find that the seams were largely shredded. I stubbed my pinky toe last night, and today it is purple. My right arm muscle is sore from raking. I broke an egg to make French toast this morning and managed to get many pieces of shell in it. (How many years have I been breaking eggs??) How am I doing, so far? The good news is that I found the remote control for my bedroom TV, missing for at least a month, on the floor under some linen in the guest room where my grandchildren play. The lost is found!
I spent a long time on the phone with Meg today, but the conversation got cut short when Meg announced that the Colts game was on. Who woulda thunk that my kid would become such a football fan?! The Colts are a big deal around these parts this year. Having worked several Salvation Army events at the games over the last couple of years, I can attest to the insanity of the fans. Not quite as bad as Indy 500 fans, but coming close! I am watching the game, myself. Go Colts!
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