People that tell us they are bored in their homes and are looking for something up in the clubs . . . Dennis and I shake our heads. Nothing says loving than washing off the white siding after a winter of horrific winds that left dust and dirt that ran like muddy rivers down the sides of the home when hit with soapy water. Lots of rinsing and it looks as good as new. The down side is that right now the windows on the house are hard to look through with all the water spots. Did I hurry to start the house windows? No.
I preferred to get the sets of patio doors washed on the garage porch as well as cleaning the carpet. We know where our priorities lie. We spend more time outside, and when we are in the house, it’s dark and time to go to bed. The porch is the perfect spot to take some rocking chair time when a break is called for from the gardening or the mowing of our acre.
That acre did get mowed today. I am the pusher with the front yard. The rider has too large of a swathe and the grass looks uneven. I need to keep my hand in the mowing as it is great exercise for every aspect of the ole body. I will admit that our trimmer is a bit heavy to lug around behind Dennis on the remaining yard. Would I have to do trimming . . . no, but we do enjoy a yard that is tidy.
For all that we enjoy outside, there is no time for boredom . . . thankfulness . . . yes, when we can shower up and sit on the patios and enjoy it all until it is time to do it all over again.