View of the day-Another beautiful sunset from our front yard...the days haven't started getting frigid yet...just wait, it's coming...
Another week of work, work, work...odd how we don't say that during the harvest season...or do we? Marilyn is living at Staples and that will continue with the Christmas rush coming up. Al has taken it upon himself to heed some of the advice from Clutter's Last Stand, that book that Marilyn has been reading.
Al got the General out of retirement to haul a load of garbage out to the dump...all of which came out of our garage. With the size of the new truck, we had to figure out a way to get it in the garage and still be able to get the doors open and get out of the driver's seat...Al had it all figured out...Marilyn hopes there will be no regrets.
When Marilyn got home from work that night and drove into the garage...WOW...it was empty...almost. It hadn't looked that good since we moved in five years ago and Marilyn is glad she didn't have to witness the carnage.
And speaking of carnage...Marilyn has been trying to get Al to move into the electronic age and use the PDA she bought him for Christmas last year for all his contacts, toy lists, serial numbers, etc. He refuses, saying he likes his little duct taped note book that has all the info he needs at a page turning...at least until laundry time. Yep, you guessed it, he ran it through the wash and dry cycle and it didn't fair so well. At least when Marilyn washed the last one, she got to it before it hit the dryer and was able to peel the pages apart and get some of the info off the soggy mess. Al's catastrophe ended up in the lint screen of the dryer.
If he doesn't call you, you'll know why...