Today is a day of little projects inside and out as I try to button down the house for winter and being gone. With some expert help, I’ll be caulking, changing out a light fixture, straightening the front door alignment, etc. I got the yard pretty well put to bed over the weekend, draining the garden hoses and adding the dead vines, etc. to the compost pile. The pots need to be brought in but we haven’t had a freeze yet, so the flowers are still looking good.
Halloween is fast approaching. My granddaughter has her neighborhood route all mapped out. I have my costume (such as it is) mapped out also. I’m not going to try it on in advance, because if it looks bad, I might be tempted to spend more money to fix it. This way, I’ll just go and be fine. When I think about it, how do you define a bad costume? Ghoulish?
I’m working as an election judge again this year. The issues are so few, one wonders about spending the money to run an election in the off years. Oh well. I have enough issues I’m working on at the moment.
I guess my water heater is jealous of the work I’ve done lately on the house. I woke up to a tepid shower this morning, not my cup of tea if you know what I mean. My morning shower is how I wake up, that and a cup of coffee. I mean really, the heater is only two years old. What’s up with that? When it rains it pours. I apologize for the cliché, but the frustration of waiting on service people lately has me devoid of decent (non-four letter word) expressions. I got a call yesterday informing me that the new door for the refrigerator will take four to six weeks to come in. Of course.
and so it goes…