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How do you know when it’s time to let go?

I spent a chunk of my day off yesterday cleaning out the “kid’s closet”.  My district is having a yard sale on Saturday to raise money for Easter Seals, so I decided this was a good time to let go of some things.

The kids of the “kid’s closet” are my two nephews, who are now 13 and nearly 17 years old.  When they were little boys, I worked at a toy store; I figure that’s enough said, you can imagine the rest (it’s a big closet).  They spent a fair amount of time with me back then, but that was before they needed cable and the internet to stay entertained.  Back then, they were happy with a movie marathon and a marble maze.

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Some Things Just Defy Logic

So this is what happened last night:

I went to a cookout at my sister and brother-in-law’s house.  Happy Birthday, Steve!

I stopped by the grocery store on my way home.

I came home.

I brought myself, my purse and my work bag into the house.

I let Louis out. 

I headed back out to get the groceries.

I then proceeded to mow the lawn as my frozen vegetables melted in the back seat.

I was wearing my one good pair of work shoes and the “fancy for me” new shirt I still haven’t paid for.

I mowed half the yard before I lost the light.

I accidentally left the car window down, which reminded me what I was supposed to be doing.

I got the groceries before they turned into mush and yet another example of money well wasted.

I went inside, dripping sweat and nearly dripping groceries.

I should have mowed the lawn two weeks ago, or on any of the subsequent 14 days.

I chose to mow the lawn while on my way out the to the car to get the groceries.

I don’t know why.

Some things just defy logic.

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Where do Home Improvement Projects go to die?

I don’t want to say that my house is a burial ground for Home Improvement projects, because it’s not.

It’s more like a tomb.

Which is to say is that my house is chock full of DIY mummies, preserved just as they were when they gasped their last.

Why is that?

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A Snake in the Grass…err…Weeds

So when I got home yesterday, there was an ENORMOUS snake stretched out across my driveway.

Well…there was a snake, anyway.

Despite having lived basically in the woods for over 13 years, this is the first snake I’ve seen near the house (about 50 feet away).  And that’s okay by me. Continue Reading…