Tuesday morning, it was misty and chilly. I took out the
trash and noticed my back hurt. I’d like to attribute to the damp weather. But,
I knew better. I did it to myself, getting down the window box.
Sidebar: It’s plastic and weighs, like, nothing. So, each
spring, I set it in place and scoop up dirt to fill it. But, in the fall, I
have to lift it down, dirt and all, from about six feet.
I went to the Newburgh Grill and got the bean and ham soup
(I decided my bean and bacon was better, LOL). Nothing unusual happened, thank
God.
I had a lot of time left, so I drove over to Ten Yen. I was
curious if the police ever came, as Vicky told me in Detroit they wouldn’t have
for something like this.
The owner was there and tried to seat me. I said, “No, no. I
don’t want to eat. I just had a question. Did the police ever come yesterday?”
He said, “Oh, you are the man from yesterday? Thank you so
much for your help!” I said, “No problem. I was just glad I happened to be
here.”
He said the police did come. They said the guy was a homeless
man named Wayne (no last name known) who hangs out in the area. The police have
responded to several, similar incidents, including to one where he was standing
in the middle of the intersection at midnight, screaming and swearing at the
cars that tried to avoid hitting him. They said he is definitely mentally ill.
Sidebar: I’m guessing now that’s why he followed me. I used
my Vice-President voice and a drunk wouldn’t have listened.
Just then the cashier came out. She said to the owner, “This
is the man who helps us! Thank you, thank you!”
It was a few more thank you’s before I could get out of
there.
A weak sun broke out in the afternoon, but I don’t think it
ever got up to the predicted high of 67 degrees.
When I got home, I got in the trashcan. Then I changed
clothes and went out back, to continue my fall cleanup. I got all the ornaments
and put them on the patio to dry out their bottoms and let the spiders and bugs
escape (I learned that the hard way, years ago).
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Just that little bit of effort aggravated my back, so I gave
up on my other plans.
I went inside and washed up. Then I made myself another
Cubano sandwich for dinner. I was out of fries and didn’t buy any chips, so the
sandwich looked lonely on the plate. But, it was still good.
I started to watch my NCIS shows, but fell asleep.
So now that you have done what you can outside, what are the winter projects?
ReplyDeleteMostly staying warm (you've lived in Michigan, girl). But I have to get back to the repainting of the soot sained walls and ceilings, deciding on what to do with the wallpaper downstairs, etc., etc., etc.
ReplyDeleteIt never ends...
Can't you scoop out the dirt?
ReplyDeleteUmmm, scoop out what dirt?
ReplyDeleteSidebar: It’s plastic and weighs, like, nothing. So, each spring, I set it in place and scoop up dirt to fill it. But, in the fall, I have to lift it down, dirt and all, from about six feet.
ReplyDeleteI may be missing something but can't you just reverse the process?
Ummm.. now that you mention it, I suppose i could,
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