Day 3,226: Striking Distance

Day 3,226: Striking Distance

Everything hurts…but it was a good day. I recovered very nicely with the writing today. I wrote like a madman. A crazy amount of pages (for me). My wrists literally hurt from all the typing, which I don’t like, but I’m pretty sure it’s exacerbated by the weed pulling...
Day 3,225: PA

Day 3,225: PA

Sigh. Not the writing day I need today. But…we’re letting it go. I had too much other stuff to do. And I’m glad I did it. We’re doing an outdoor movie night for my birthday, and last time we used literally my crappy computer speakers, and it was fine. It worked. Not...
Day 3,224: Weedz

Day 3,224: Weedz

The weeds in the front of the house are done. Well…almost. I ran out of daylight and my headlamp just wasn’t cutting it. But, what’s left is almost literally just cleanup. I’ve already pulled everything that needs to be pulled, the rest is scraping it all up with a...
Day 3,223: Knock Harder

Day 3,223: Knock Harder

Exhausting day, but damn kids . . . I did some shit. It was all about weeding the front yard today. Didn’t finish it. Kinda knew that I wouldn’t, but the kind of progress was made that will keep me going towards the finish line. “Finish line” being that we’re having...
Day 3,222: Uncle Ira

Day 3,222: Uncle Ira

Got to see an old friend today. We lost touch about ten years ago, at least “lost touch” in the actually seeing each other face to face and hanging out kind of “touch”…and so we did that today. We hung out. Maggiano’s at the Grove is closing. That’s where we met each...