I mowed Thursday morning. My wrists still hurt. It stormed that night. It stormed again Friday night.
Rosie, my cat, does not like either storms or the storm sirens that the city kept sounding off most of the evening Friday. She was all over me for protection from the nasty sirens when I got home from work Friday. The next day she was cranky and aggressive. I guess just to prove she was her own cat and didn't need me, or something. I'm sure my left arm and right foot will grow back eventually.
Worked in the garage Tuesday night from about 9:30 to 11. It is now neater than it has been for 10 months, it's only 11 months old. Planning on working out there more tonight and tomorrow and doing laundry and the kitchen floor tomorrow.
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