My great grandfather’s boat, last steamboat in inland waterway.
I didn’t include the new fridge. A week from today we close, at 2 p.m., on our refinance so we can keep the house in the family.
It’s spring and the deck needs staining, trimp touch up, landscaping, garden planted.
But at least this is as it should be.
It’s raining, germinating all the wild flowers I just planted. Thyme, oregano, parsley, chives, and even leaf lettuce are coming up from last year.
A mild winter. It’s quiet here in winter, anyway.
Thai food for those guys and probably steaks and eggs for me tomorrow. Some lovely dark brewed coffee. My heart is bouncing around–had it checked and it’s not the type of irregularity they worry about. Though basically the increase in red meat has made me feel much better.
Now if I could get some sleep. Not much of that lately.