Today we've had sun, rain, and snow. Some of them all at once.
Suddenly the skies seemed to clear, and I thought I'd take a few minutes to go out and vacuum the car. Lately it feels like I'm driving to the train station in a rolling gravel quarry, and now that the wife has her own car it seemed like an opportune time to tidy mine up.
That's when the hail started.
Man, I'm feeling really burnt out today. This was a long week dealing with car and phone trouble. Then we spent Saturday cleaning up the yard at the AirBnB rental and patching fences that blew down over the winter. @donnadavis art posted about that here (and shared a picture that makes me look fat and old, which is only half accurate). Six hours of working outdoors without a hat and standing close to a roaring brush-fire has left me with that feverish alcohol-free hangover feeling you typically only feel after spending too long at the beach in the summer.
So today's been a double-napper. That's fine. What are Sundays for, other than lazing on the couch and sniffing tail?
This'll be a good week, though. I just know it. Nothing looming over the forecast, gradually warming temperatures, and a work routine that I actually look forward to. How many people can say they've got that?
All this assuming that the massive protest that swept past my shop yesterday didn't trash the place. Gotta say I'm glad they scheduled their march for my day off. You're welcome to your own opinions on gun regulation, of course. Personally I think the problem of school shootings have a lot more to do with schools than guns. But it's telling that, here in Boston Common, the cradle of the American Revolution, thousands of people are marching to demand a restriction of their rights.
But then again, my Mayflower-sailing ancestors fled here because they felt life in Holland was just a little too free for them. Better to come to the new world and let half of them freeze to death.
Thanks, Grandpa.
AAAny-who... I just discovered how to take "selfies." Did you know these newfangled phones have cameras on the front and back? I nearly spat out my pipe when I was trying to take a picture of the cat and my own face popped up. But it's not so bad a face, I guess.
Look out, kiddos. Old man coming through.