Day 248: (yawn)
Monday, September 05, 2011
There's an old song called something like 'A Most Unusual Day.' Why is it no one ever seems to write songs about 'It Was A Typical Day' or 'Nothing Remarkable Happened Between Waking Up and Going To Bed'?
Today was a most usual day, and as you Faithful Readers know, I don't necessarily find anything wrong with that. It wasn't a holiday here, so it was just an ordinary day in the workweek.
We are in the process of sorting out a contractor to do the driveway - it's an old tarmac / macadam / whatever surface that is pitted and broken. It's held up for over thirty years so we can't complain. It's one of the things we want to make sure we finish before putting the house up for sale again in the spring. That meant meeting with two different representatives (sales people, really) to view samples, talk cost, all that.
And of course today was the semi-weekly supermarket trip. Plus kitchen-cleaning day, AND I did two loads of laundry. I'm telling you, I'm glad it rained all day - otherwise I'm sure there'd have been yardwork involved in there too.
Usually I enjoy typing (which is one reason my blogs, emails, and postings tend to be so long-winded - when I get them written) but tonight my wrist is hurting. No Beatleband; I'm gonna let the joint rest and see how it is tomorrow. Friday is another doctor's appointment, so I believe I'll bring it up and see what he says.
That's me done. Goodnight, Sparklers, wherever you are!