Wednesday
Wednesday . . . also known as hump day. I have to remind myself each morning as I open my eyes as to what day of the week it is. Though I have been retired since 2009, I remember and give credit for worker-bees getting up and hitting each work day. Dennis had a good outlook, “I get to go to work.”
I am all about balance in my life. Even with the covid I have blocked out certain amount of times for reading, cleaning, checking on Dennis and yard work. Yard work will soon be traded for keeping the back steps cleaned off. It is what it is. I know many have not had the chance to see what the next door brings. The adage of “live each day as if it were your last” . . . I do work hard at that as Dennis does.
Sophie
Today we lost a special fur-baby family member, Sophie. Difficult . . . absolutely. It is too bad that all the devotion that dogs can and do give does not allow us to know how they are feeling. We have had the best in Sophie and Bell. Two dogs that wormed their way into our hearts from their wee puppy days to their last.
One more time the potting shed doors were cracked open as Dennis put his chainsaw Eagle away until next spring. He did a great job on giving the Eagle extended longevity by a cleanup and a new coat of sealant. I thought Dennis migh
t have run out of some things to take care of, but this afternoon he was out on the patio cleaning up a metal garden art that resembles a copper boiler. The item will soon have a new paint job inside and outside. I wonder if he remembers that there is an actual full sized copper boiler that may like to have a new shine. Time will tell.
Ball Park beef hotdogs for supper with the rest of the potatoes that are in need of being used up. Veggies may be pickle relish. Some days we just take a look-see to see what is in the refrig. It works.