Saturday, September 21, 2013

The Great Hooker Run



(Note: That not a relevant title to this post, but I'm tired of writing "Finally Friday!!!")

I forgot to mention the loud thunderstorm that woke me up last night. When I checked the rain gauge Friday morning, there was over an astounding one inch of rain in there! So, the time and money I spent Thursday night watering the grass and new seed was a complete waste.

It still looked like rain for most of the day. But, it only started sprinkling on my way home at 5:00 p.m. I hurried, hoping to get the mums planted before the real rain started. But, by the time I treated the cats, changed clothes and then went to go outside, it was pouring. Damn!

Well, the rain was blowing in from the West. So, I opened the garage door (it faces East) and sprayed another coat of stripper on the barometer holder. I went back inside to let it work and filled out the ToDo list.

But, when I finished, so had the rain (at least momentarily) so I raced out back and raked all the ruts all the way from the big maples over to the St. Francis garden. Then I got my grass seed and sowed everything I raked.

Finally, I spread straw over the newly sown seed. I used up the rest of the second bale I bought and had to open the third, BTW.

It did start sprinkling again before I finished. But, I soldiered on. Besides, it saves me watering the damn stuff tonight. I finished up and locked the shed. I went inside and it was already 7:30 p.m. I just hoped the stripper I sprayed on didn’t eat up the wood of the barometer holder. (I’m not that used to using, or proficient in, “stripper,” you see.)

But, it seemed okay and I sliced another layer off it with a paint scraper. It was almost dark by then, so the mums would have to wait. Sadly, this is not the first time in my life that I left my Mum hanging…

I heated up a chicken potpie in the microwave for dinner. I ate that watching a taped DIY show. When dinner and the show were over, I decided what I really wanted to do was go to bed. So, I did.

2 comments:

  1. Carla and I were watching Survivorman last night and he was saying it's legal in many places for someone in a survival situation to break into a building. We were talking about what would happen if a person in a survival situation came to your property. It ended up that you let the person in but they had to eat rodent carcasses while you ate your microwaved potpie.

    Were you dining alone?

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  2. Of course I was dining alone. Thanks for reminding me.

    As far as your supposition, no, not true. Sadly, I would blow their ass off the porch. No way I'm sharing my rodent carcasses with anybody!

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