I swear this week took everything out of me.

I haven’t been this tired since The Curmudgeon was in the hospital.

Four days of 8:24 a.m. idiot phone calls, not getting back to a nice REM sleep afterwards, and the dogs deciding they wanted out and breakfasts. It all did me in.

There’s not enough coffee in the world.

We started with a Target run. The Curmudgeon wanted me to stock up on coffee and I needed to pay on the charge.

He called me as I stood in line to pay my bill.

I forgot I had a hair appointment. Therefore our next stop was the salon. I ran in to profusely apologize for forgetting my appointment. She told me she’d cut it ‘now.’ So I ran out to car to tell G to come in. So glad it never takes long to cut my hair.

Next stop, I took G out to lunch at Ringer’s Roost again.

Then we went to the farmers market.

Now I am so tired I keep dozing off. However, I did remember to water the flowers on the porch tonight.

4:30 a.m. Lucy had to go out.

Next time I check the yard first.

We had a very close call with a certain black and white critter. Good thing the critter was young and dumb and it surprised Lucy and she was not looking for it.

Although she did give me a start when she was all ‘oh hey! Let’s play!’

So very glad young and dumb decided to run for the back and not stand his ground. We might have had a smelly time on our hands/paws.

I am glad I always take the dogs out on a leash. I hauled her butt in the door as fast as I could.

And that began our day.

Later, around noon, I had to run The Curmudgeon to have his stitches checked.

To get to the doctor’s office, I drive past a local lake and always look for the swan. Got to see him!

Then just a bit further down the road I glanced up a tall embankment and got a real thrill. A red fox ran along the upper part of the bank. I haven’t seen a fox since we lived in Colorado back in the late 60s.

Wow.

Well, this will be the third or fourth time Raymour and Flanigan has come to fix or replace The Curmudgeon’s lounge chair.

They replaced it once and fixed it at least twice.

He’s hard on his chair because that’s where he is all day, every day, he is in his chair.

This time part of the mechanism for the foot rest sheared off and dropped to the floor, leaving him stranded with his feet up.

Sort of reminded me of a turtle on its back.

Finally got the foot rest down and hauled the ottoman over to his chair. Told him, “use this until they fix the chair.”

Today’s Tee shirt–the black one.

Today’s Tee shirt

Sleeping Lucy

Gavin and The Curmudgeon

The pups were enjoying a lazy day while The Curmudgeon sat engrossed in his TV programs.

I managed to get a few things done and the mowers have the yard mowed, including the filled in pond area. (Usually I try to have that area weed whacked because of stones and cement blocks still there from the pond.) I hadn’t gotten around to doing it and the weeds stood quite tall. It looks nice now.

I still have to get out there and pull the overgrown vines and bind weed off the miniature lilac and the shed.

Weather permitting I will get it done.

Or not…

So, we don’t set the trap if the weather is hot or at night.

Night time trap setting will only net us an opossum or a skunk.

We want the opossums around, they eat ticks. They don’t destroy my tomatoes, peppers, and eggplants.

After the relocation, the trap remained closed but baited. We had three more squirrels lined up to take the bus.

There’s always tomorrow.