Temperatures are flirting with triple digits this 4th day in October. Apparently to remind us where we are living. Just when I break out the pumpkins, the desert has a big laugh. Let's hope this is the last laugh. I am ready for a sweater and AC bills under $400.
Phil is on travel. I am aimlessly functioning, but it feels like I am missing my best friend. My days are hollow until he gets back. Tonight he sleeps in Baltimore. He is sounding weary when last we spoke. Three states, five cities and numerous plane rides are taking an apparent toll. Some Blessed Blue Shuttle should deliver him back to me late tomorrow night.
In his absence I have a line full of plastics (which are now completed, with a sigh of relief - 200 and change). I am manically cleaning out our space in preparation for our semi-annual community garage sale that will occur this Saturday! So, with all of my choosen junk housed in the garage, it is now up to me to sort, clean, price and organize the stuff. The hours it is taking is staggering!
I just hope the profits match the effort.
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