Usually takes me a week to recover from a 1700-mile drive. There's
moving back in and continually discovering the items I need are in
the wrong place. Just many more trips up and down than I want to make
in one day. Then there's setting things up at home. My radios have
all lost their presets being unplugged all winter. There's something
to be said for analog dialling there.
Today I fiddled with the temperamental battery operated clock until
I got it working. Set up my bird
feeders. Spring hasn't sprung here yet, the trees just beginning to
show buds. The grass is green but not showing signs of new shoots,
after all it snowed here just over a week ago.
I wasn't up to much over the weekend
and didn't push it, even Monday but Tuesday got out and made or
confirmed 5 appointments with 4 doctors all within walking distance.
Anything I decide to use ends up
still being in the RV downstairs out on the parking lot.
Spot cleaning is a dangerous
activity. It serves to reveal the dirt on the surrounding surface.
DVD Gag reals are an attempt to find a useful purpose for film
footage in which actors blew the scene they were shooting. They make
inane viewing.
A plumbing leak is a forced opportunity to mop the floor.
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