It's 8:30 and Bill is sitting at the computer. His clothing and work stuff is strewn all over the living room (not packed in a seabag), and he's drinking coffee and cruising the Internet. Am I wrong in thinking he's not going to Illinois today?
This morning we watched four does (two big mamas and two yearlings) in the backyard, eating the honeysuckle and browsing through the lawn. Bill discovered he could open one of the small hooked windows and effectively have a "gun-port" to shoot through when muzzleloading season starts this Saturday. Perhaps this is what quelled his desire to get on the road this morning? I find it hardly sporting to shoot "yard deer," but we're down to two packages of venison in the freezer--who am I to quibble over which deer he shoots and where?
The mornings are cold and clear, and the days sunny and warm. This is the best! I love this time of year. We are past peak color on the leaves, and about half of the leaves have fallen on the ground. I have emptied all the garden pots (putting the dirt on the outside beds to augment the horrendous clay soil), and brought in the rubber plant, the rosemary, and a couple of pots of parsley for the winter. There were also two pepper plants that were still pumping out peppers--I will experiment and see if they can finish producing fruit indoors.
Work at the library continues to engage me. Yesterday, the main server died an ignoble death, preventing us from doing most of our library work via computer. All check-in and check-out had to be done manually, the computerized card catalogue was down (forcing me to remember my Dewey Decimal System when someone came in looking for books on dreams, or anatomy, or local history), and I couldn't process my interlibrary loans. New library cards were issued, but we were unable to enter them in the system, so we couldn't hand the actual card to the new patrons.
I found I wasn't nearly as frustrated by the problems as the old timers, who were fit to be tied. My laissez-faire attitude of "oh well, we'll do it the old-fashioned way" carried me through the evening without aggravation. It will eventually be fixed. No worries. Whatever.
And my dental appointment went as expected. All of my teeth are falling apart. I can only afford to crown two teeth per year, so we're just repairing the next one on the list before the end of the year. Then in January, we'll do two more. And so on.
Life goes on.
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P - I'm FINALLY getting caught up - or at least, pretending. Anyway, had to laugh about this post, thinking....gee, if the "old" card catalog was in use, everything would be ok - LOL LOL LOL!!!!
L, M ;-)
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