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Paul Pulled The Trigger!

Law of Annoyance: When working on a project, if you put away a tool that you’re certain you’re finished with, you will need it instantly.

Paul walked this morning heating to Staples where they know him well! Finally, he will not need to come into the house for a) a pencil and b) a pencil sharpener!  Problem solved.

After getting home Paul stopped and checked the log on the iPhone Pacer application… 542 miles since October 2018… 700 miles is still well within reach!

Random Thoughts: Going back to the 1950’s, I remember always being a hard worker and that there was one house in our neighborhood that was “trashed”…an old lady, Mrs. Janes, lived there and the yard was a mess.  As I was walking by one morning, she asked me if I wanted to earn money to clean up the front yard.  Duh, money and work, no problem.

I worked all day, I mean from 8:00 AM until 6:00 PM only leaving to go home (three doors down the street) to eat lunch and tinkle!  As I recall, I did a great job cutting the lawn, weeding all the flower beds, removing the old newspapers, trimming the roses (I still have scars from those plants), and putting everything in trash cans that I borrowed from other neighbors (there was too much for hers).  I put in a good ten hours hard work!

At the end of the day, I was pooped!  My hands were sore, I had bandages everywhere from the thorns, and I was pretty well sun burnt.  My clothes had to be burnt as washing was out of the question. Mrs. Janes thought the yard looked fine and offered me a whole $1.00 for all days work.  Being naive, I though that was OK.  I had money now.

I went home for dinner and told Mom about the days activities (remember, in those days kids would be gone playing from morning until sunset) and she got angered.  I did not understand why….hey, I made money.

Mom got up from the table, mumbling something to herself, and headed down the street like a locomotive barreling down the tracks.  I have NO idea what she said to Mrs. Janes but I am sure it was not very nice.  Mom returned with $10.00 for me (to this day I am not sure who the $10.00 really came from).

Keeping track automatically!

After a quick lunch, Paul headed for the hardware store because if he trips over the dang extension cord one more time while using the old leaf blower, he might get electrocuted when chopping the cord into 100 pieces!

Makita to the rescue! Seems silly to pay $300 for a leaf blower but it’s sillier to have to drag 100 feet of cable around the yard!  This puppy really works!  The two 18 VDC batteries work for 30 minutes without a charge meaning it will run for a week before charging at the rate I use it.  Also, I now have two new 5 AH batteries!

The leaves depart the yard at 220 MPH

We finished off all our left-overs  so no more Chinese-Indian-Italian lunches!  Going to lunch is economical because at our age, we can dine three days on each visit to a resaurant.  We decided to watch TV and went on with season 3 of NCIS.  At about 6:00 PM Sue decided we ought go to the Garden Grove Elks for the regular dinner dance.

We met up with the Branders, Kuhn’s, along with Pat/Margot. The band was excellent but loud…so loud the Kuhn’s departed.  We complained and guess what…the band cut the volume way down!  We enjoyed several dances and Paul got a large order of ribs which are delicious.

We love the GG Elks Lodge!

We stayed until almost 10:00 PM and then came home…you know, the tookies await.  We watched some more NCIS before Paul baked four tookies.  Sue was feeling pretty good so we watched TV until 120:00 PM

About Paul

Just an old retired guy trying to finish out my last years on this planet. I lost my best friend and wife in early 2020. I was blessed again by reconnecting with Dr. Mary Côté, a long-time friend. Mary and I got married July 28th, 2021, and are enjoying life together and plan to spend the rest of our lives being a blessing to our friends and family.
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