Good night, Monday

Despite the extremely high pollen count again today, I was able to get a good amount of work done. Starting on the front yard early, as soon as Sylvia left for her first job, I finished cutting and moving the debris from that big branch that fell last week. It was good to get that out of the way before the day’s serious heat kicked in.

About Noon I took the weed eater and leaf blower out front and tidied things up quite a bit. The lawn actually looks okay again

Mondays are always laundry days for me and I took care of that chore in a timely manner. Made moves in all my ongoing correspondence chess games, too.

As the evening winds down I’m listening to radio play by play of tonight’s Bears / Redskins game and hoping the allergy meds can control the evil sinuses and allow for a good night’s sleep.

Hope you all have a good night. We’ll check back with you tomorrow.

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Haybarn Reunion 2019

If you look closely at this photo montage (image file attached to this post) you can see Sylvia and me with other regulars at our favorite Bingo Hall.

Too tired to make it to Mass

I had been planning to go to 5:00 Mass this evening, but I am just too tired to make it. A very short night’s sleep last night, and a full morning’s work out in the front yard from 7:00 AM to Noon cutting apart the big branch that fell during the storm a few days ago have left me deeply fatigued. Falling asleep in the pew would be a distinct possibility. And that would not be good at all.

So I’ll plan on going to the 10:00AM Mass tomorrow. That might be for the best anyway. There will be at least one guy at that morning Mass who I should speak to.

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Our Friday Adventure

During the storm that blew through San Antonio last night, a BIG branch came down in our front yard. (A photo is attached to this post for the benefit of folks in the fediverse who have not been able to see it yet.)

Sylvia was out front last night when the branch came down at approximately 10:00PM. I had already gone to sleep and slept through the incident. She didn’t wake me, deciding there was nothing I could do about it at that hour anyway, and knowing that I needed my sleep. (Thank you, Sylvia.)

She told me about it as I was drinking coffee and starting my breakfast in the front room early this morning. When I stepped out front to survey the situation I was impressed at the size of the limb that had fallen.

This morning I’ve been busy taking pictures, calling my landlord, reporting the incident to city services, etc. And now I’m waiting for the Inspector to come and tell me when this will be hauled away and how much it will cost.

So… I’ve done all that I can do about this. Now to get back to my coffee and the morning paper.