One of Us Is Going Night-Night

"Good Evening!"

 

I'm gonna report tonight because I don't know what the morning will bring.  I'm antsy to get the heck out of dodge!

 

So, yesterday I got out the 0 Turn and made a few laps around the barn.  I had the big idea I was gonna move gravel.

With that in mind I got out the skid steer next and practiced on the drive taking out the strip of green grass down the center.

  "Look!  I can grow here!"

They said I needed to check the oil, the gas, and the left front tire that kept losing air.  That meant I had to learn to operate the air compressor over the phone with Clint.  Durn but if it wouldn't shut off.  Called brother he said, (in the words of Gibbs on NCIS) "Unplug it!"  

 

Duh.  Where was my head.

 

Well, I wasn't so good at using the skid steer to take out the grass.  Kinda made a mess.  Realized my lack of proficiency.  Made a little attempt on the drive to the barn but got no where, so gave up.  No moving gravel for me.

 

Went to Wal-Mart, as you know, met a guy called DentWizard.  I'm sure it was a promotional move, but he got out his goop and a microfiber rag and began taking out all the black streaks, and bugs, and scratches on my new car, with my permission.  I'm ashamed to admit, I ran over a pilon that had a rebar in it.  Once he cleaned it, it didn't look so bad.

I also bought some rodent repellent while there, cuz cat Ruger brought up a squirrel hanging dead in it's mouth, that wasn't dead, just playing possum.  Ruger placed it on the ground and "Oh, no!  It's ALIVE!"  It hopped on 3 legs right into my garage down into a cement block hole!   Durn.

 

Still ansty to get the heck out of dodge, so I went to Aldi for groceries this morning.  

Still ansty so I went to Home Depot to get plywood, 2 x 4, and paper towels to fix shed.  Couldn't hardly get the plywood in my truck, would you believe a littlier-than-me Mexican gal grabbed the other end and helped me load up!!!  She was strong!

 

Once home, had to do all that by myself.  Into the shed it all went.  Grunting and groaning and praying to the Good Lord that nothing gets hurt.

 

Still ansty so I called Book Nook, "Yes, we have those 2 titles in paperback."  Got there and sure enough she'd saved them for me.  I looked up other authors, nothing clicked with me.  So walked an indoor flea market as fast as I could and found toothbrush sets for a quarter each, and found plastic party tablecloths for a quarter each.  So Happy!  Now I can cover up my garage sale.

 

Things needed covering because the mothballs purchased at Wal-Mart were stinking up my house.   I was using 'em to keep out the 3-legged squirrel.  FROM THE GARAGE the smell permeated the house.  How's that possible!?

 

So now I'm hot and tired (remember I didn't go to sleep until 3 a.m.) and don't wanna sleep upstairs in this heat.  Climbed into the attic and got a yellow castored dolly down.  Carried upstairs to John's closet, loaded the window A/C unit onto it, called Ian, "Do I need a 4 x 4 under this unit so it doesn't roll down the roof?"  

 

 

 "Mom, wait until tomorrow, I'll do it."

 

"Nope.  I'm hot.  I've been hot for 3 days.  Besides tomorrow I may take a trip.  I'm antsy.  Just stay on the line and if I scream you'll know I either dropped it on my foot or it slid down the shingles."

 

"Okay, I'll call 911."

 

"Whatever."

 

It's in.  It's grumbly.  It needs cleaned.  But...I'm cool!

 

Blowing on my fingers curved into my palm, "I'm cool!"

 

Since things are going so well, I think I should probably grab my BB gun pistal.  The cat's grooming on the picnic table.   It's up to me.  He can't ran very far, can he, that 3-legged squirrel?

 

Some of us, at least, one of us is going night-night.