We had a windstorm Monday that knocked out the power. I stayed up late to tend the fire in the fireplace, so I took Tuesday off. As you might know, the weather here stinks right now. But I worked today and that X's one more off the countdown calendar.
Yesterday was my daughter's due date, but no baby has appeared yet.
I'm in a good mood, though. Visa reversed a charge I'd disputed and the jackass who worked on my roof accepted the amount I sent him, so that's done with. Oh, and the windstorm blew all the leaves off the roof.
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The suspense mounts.
That illo from an H. Bedford-Jones story?
Having a grandchild and retiring all in one week - an embarrassment of riches.
Don't know where I got the illo, Evan. It was on line.
Those aren't consecutive days, Laurie. Alas. They are working days spread out over the next two weeks starting Tuesday.
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