I Got It
Alright . . . I got it, I got it. Turn the clocks back one hour at bed time.
The bright sun and mild temps today got everyone in the neighborhood doing yard work. The tree dump is open and everything, from trunks of cars, trailers being pulled by cars and trucks were heading north with their bounty.
Dennis has spent the day waxing his little red pickup and our car. They both look wonderful. I know doing my wheels was not easy on the cowboy. An old folding chair snuggled right up to the wheel sure did help the back.
My goal was my studio after a load of laundry. I barely had the lights turned on when a Boxelder bug pranced across one of my church tables. I had a square of toilet paper in hand and had zeroed in on him. Man, can they move fast when they are pursued. I got the best of him.
You know there is trouble when the last cup of coffee is more coffee grounds than liquid. Hmm. How did coffee grounds get into the water tank! Putting the coffee grounds into the filter is just a gnat’s ass away from the water tank. Dennis takes pride in his routine of making coffee for the next morning. Starting this evening, the grounds will be put in the filter before the filter is set into the pot. It was a mess to clean up. Water tanks on automatic coffee makers do not have a back door to open. We are all set. I will get it plugged in and do all the settings. Coffee will be on at six in the morning just like always.
With that I take my leave. ♥