The Busy Ones
It is Saturday the 25th. We are the busy ones that live on Stauffer Avenue.
My laundry basket is empty and all that was within it has been folded and put where it belongs. Don’t you just love clean clothes! A dance around the laminate with the Swifter and all is good.
We have a back garage that is two and a half stalls in size. Quite some time ago there was a fire that took the home on that lot. We purchased the adjoining lot and added it to our homestead. Dennis has been cleaning said garage. The tractor and loader that had been parked length wise on the far north wall has found a new home. The ford convertible that we were storing for Sandy’s fellow is now somewhere in Mankato. Cleaning the far corners of the garage is on Dennis’ list. Not to be done all in one day. Lightening the load in that garage felt good.
Dennis’ grandson AJ has stored his Harley in that garage over the winter months. Amazingly we have still had room for the Cub-Lo-Boy, the Sear’s rider and the zero turn. Dennis does a good job of organization.
I am awaiting an answer from Jeremy. When Megan was a non-walking toddler, Jeremy built a decorative bridge for our yard. It has always been in the garage over winter months. Photos have captured the family when they visited. If Jeremy would like to see it in their yard, we could easily return it to their home.
I say that as we are going to Eden Prairie on Monday to see how Carrie is doing after her surgery and also to say “so long” to Megan. She, I am sure, is anxious to get back to Virginia where she and three friends will be sharing an apartment.
It is mid-afternoon and it is giving us a chilly sprinkling shower.
With that I take my leave. ♥