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Welp, this about sums up life here right now. I have been doing a whole lot of nothing. No making of anything, no painting anything. Just laundry and cooking and sweeping.
Oh, and plenty of sitting in a blazing hot car. Jack has been so tired that he has been falling asleep in the car every afternoon and I have been sitting there with him while he sleeps for an hour or more sweating my butt off. LOL
I've been cleaning drawers and closets.
But clearly not this one.
I managed to buy a plant stand thingy at the one yard sale I went to last week and plopped some flowers that Jack planted on it.
Yard sale season is REALLY slow to start again this year. March was so nice and warm and it seemed to be off to a great start. Then April came and it has been wet and cold and insanely WINDY. Not great for yard sales.
Of course today is 90 degrees. Pfffffffft.
My peony tree actually bloomed, but they do NOT smell as heavenly as my pink peonies. What's up with that?
I thrifted a cuckoo clock, but it needs a pendulum and weights. Pffft.
Let's see, what else is going on around Dullsville?
My wrist is killing me.
I am still coughing. (Yes, two weeks of that. Enough already.)
I've been getting repair estimates for the van. While doing so I went to the shop of an old high school friend. It was totally WiLd to see him after all these years.
I've sort of purposely avoided all the people from high school for a long time now. I didn't really have any interest in them. Or maybe more accurately I wasn't interested in being connected in any way to the life I had when they were part of it. (Which, FWIW, was not negative because of them, it was my family I was running from.)
Facebook has changed all of that. It has caused me to do a lot of reflecting.
Mostly that's a good thing.
It weird to see how people remember the person you were in those days...the things that still ring true about yourself and the things that are long forgotten.
Oddly enough the thing that blows my mind completely is how much the *boys* have changed. The girls are more or less recognizable to me, but the boys, well, that's a whole 'nother story. Men obviously age totally differently. It seems like they didn't acquire their *manly* faces until after high school.
They did NOT seem baby faced to me at the time, but seeing them as grown men I realize they certainly were baby faced young things when we left high school.
Ah well, so much for that "we are so grown up and cool now" thing, eh? LOLOL
Oh how high school makes me laugh now!
As soon as I get a chance I am going to scan some old photos from those days.
So, that's life on the range here. Maybe things are more exciting for all of you?
I certainly hope it's at least a bit more thrilling than refolding all the pillowcases...
Happy Friday y'all.