When Mozart was alive, he was composing. Now that he’s dead, He’s decomposing!
Although she thought she was at 70% when we did our morning coffee ritual on the patio, Mary was still recovering. After that, I hit the pavement running and went through a list of things I had accumulated. Poppy’s “To-Do” list!
I ran across a picture of my middle children from the wedding. My oldest is still at work, but she will drop by this evening and visit for a while; we love Robin!!
Youngest Colleen and Middle Child Joseph; a pair to draw too!
By 9:00 AM the kids were all in their classrooms and it is not issue with them being in school. It is quieter than my old home; occasional kid noises by no continuing freeway sounds.
I cleaned out three veggie boxes where the veggies have either died or gone to seed. Then I moved a storage container from the side yard to the back so Joe’s boys would have a place to store their pool toys! I took out the hefty trash cans. After that, I turned to the soil by the eastern fence, getting ready to plant succulents there; Mary likes the little cacti’s. Finally, I took the first pass at organing the “He Shed,” and I had success; I can walk inside now and see the “stuff” on the shelves!
We went to Girls Night Out at the Santa Ana Elks, but except for George, we were alone. Between COVID scares and the Z’s getting ready for their one-month trip, everyone was gone. We had a great time anyway.
We stopped at the outdoor furniture and fireplace store and shopped. We will have one of their design consultants stop by and assist us in selecting a fireplace set and an outdoor fireplace, and perhaps a BBQ system.
Testing out the chairs!
After the shopping spree, we went to the local saloon and met Dianne Girl, and the three of us had our pedicure. YES, kiddies, Papa Paul fell found to sleep, and it took two of the little Vietnamese girls to arrange my feet so they could work on them. Diane and Mary had a good laugh along with the girls.
Feet’s don fail me now!
Robin came by around 5:00 PM, and we did a job on a bottle of margaritas. We sat on the patio and solved the problems of the world. Lisa C. called, and we will be visiting them this weekend to see Pete’s folks who flew in yesterday.
By 8:00 PM, Mary was crashed, and I went outside the christened the new swim spa. I sat in there for nearly an hour at 94 degrees with the jets on. When I came in the house, I was done…cooked…baked….dead to the world. I slept like a baby until 5:30 AM.
