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After waking up, this was Mary’s first reaction!
We did something today we NEVER do: I went to the gym alone, as Mary’s back is still recovering. I am at my svelte 187 pounds, and a trip to the gym is needed to keep all the small pieces together. I do not know how the trainers will react because in four years, we have NEVER gone alone! Being the good husband that I am, I will get a shopping bag and bring Mary some push-ups, leg presses, and, if there is any room remaining, a few hammers.
Just us!
Upon arriving home, I headed to the kitchen to fix breakfast! Ah ha, I made the job simple: I went to the local bakery, got Mary her favorite “Everything Bagel” before the workout, and then got her a hot latte after the workout! Breakfast was ready in five minutes after I got home!
After breakfast, we waited for the new spa cover to arrive. The current cover had lasted eight years, and it needed to be replaced. The new cover is fantastic and will not hold water when it rains. I will use “303” on the surfaces every three months, and I plan to put a cover over the cover. When Joe comes over next time, we will replace the lighter/burner on the heaters and be back in business! The instructions are simple, BUT you must be a twenty-year-old contornist to make the swap!
I might try replacing it myself, but the ol’ back does NOT want to cooperate!
Soon after the cover was replaced, our masseuse arrived to work on Mary’s back. I did not go for the massage as I had too many little fires burning in the backyard.
The garden is now officially ready for summer planting. The garden bench is cleaned, the hoses are all coiled, and the ground is all ready (except for the large 8’x25′ area we use for watermelon, corn, and other melons.
Tomorrow’s task: clean the camera lens and remove the spider web!
I took a selfie!
Mary came outside to visit, so we sat at the patio table for about an hour, enjoying the summer-like day here in early February!
I had planned for a spaghetti and meatball dinner, but changed my mind and went to Ralph’s and picked up two filet mignons, some fresh asparagus, and a small container of Rocky Road ice cream!
I amazed myself!
Off to the front room, where Mary was resting, I scooted, alerting Mary of dinner being ready. As an afterthought, I should have gone and retrieved the dinner bell from the patio! She was a bit flabbergasted when she saw the table set, the wine poured, and a fresh green salad with mushrooms and tomatoes on display!
All I saw was hands moving and the mashing of teeth, along with a great smile!
As I sat down to eat, I glanced over my shoulder and saw it: a mountain range of pots, pans, dishes, utensils, measuring cups, and mysterious food wrappers stacked in the sink like a landmark on Google Maps.
I thought, “How come when Mary cooks, the kitchen never looks like this?”
And then it hit me.
When Mary cooks… I’m always right behind her—playing Kitchen Roomba.
After dinner, Mary departed for the TV room, and I stood and faced the avalanche of stuff to clean up. I fed the dishwasher, filled the trash can, and wiped everything down until the kitchen sparkled again! Maybe sparkle is too strong a word.
We watched a movie and then hit the sack.
