If there’s bacon here, Tom eats it, and then there isn’t any.
Maybe Tom should come and visit me. I’ll lay in a supply of bacon and nothing else until the bacon is gone. ;o]
The clothes are all hung up, and starting the drying process. YAY! Of course, in the winter months, it’s a 24-hour job, whereas in the summer, it’s about six hours, max.
But that’s OK. I can live with it. I have one sleep shirt left and that’s OK, too. But another drying rack would have helped enormously. It would help on every day I have to hang up the wet clothes. I just keep buy food, for some reason...
I gave my daughter a business card for my favorite real estate agent, as she thinks they may want to buy a home here. If anyone can help them, he can because he is GOOD! Not to mention thorough, and doesn’t take any guff from the lenders.