and then went and sat on the front porch. I don't know who did it, but somebody brough in a whole mess of clay soil on my porch!. It tracks into the house and just looks awful on a grey painted wood floor. So I removed everything, and found a way of disposing of 4 telephone books. Why is it, nobody has a place to put those things? Same is true with lawn mower oil and paint. I then swept the whole thing and washed it. egads, thats a job. too much to do on a 88 degree day, but today might just be the coolest day for the next month. Got most of the stuff back on the porch when my neighbor came over and told me to wash up. she bought dinner. yum. A burger King jr whopper. wow. Where's the beef? But it was nice. then, of all things, the mayer of our fair city knocked on my door. He's running for re-election and I was so taken back by having a dignitary stop by, I let him put a sign in my front yard. the only thing is, I'm voting for the other guy. oh well.
I ended up doing a laundry and watching The MacLoclen group on PBS. boy, did I ever butcher his name. oh well.
now I'm sitting my room with scooter the cat sleeping on my bed.
All is ok on a Friday night.