Posted on 10/20/2020 9:33:20 PM PDT by BenLurkin
I don like those lower digit Fs. Especially when they begin to creep toward the single digits. My coat isn’t warm enough. My poor BB SUV suffers, too. I have to wait for a few minutes for the transmission fluid to warm up before I can put it into gear.
W00t! I wasn’t watching, ss usual! ;o]
I’m usually not around for these big posts. But occasionally I am.
That’s because you have a Life. I have an existence. :o]
Fur.
That was really good. I’ll check for updates if I ever find myself planning a trip to England.
Yepper! It was pretty much an echo of some of the conversations we’ve had here about Midsomer-type places to get murdered at. So when I ran across it this morning, it was too good to keep to myself!
I’m glad you liked it!
I have a job. I’d like to get to the point of having a life.
True, but she has had her coat trimmed recently. I think she just generates a lot of energy.
I had a job, which I loved, and then I got sick and lost everything. So for now, I have to be content to see other people have other ways to fill their time while I sit at home and try not to complain too loudly, too long or too often.
It was a lot worse before I got a computer.
So I’m thankful for what I have, and most of what you see on the screen is actually me talking to myself. That comes from living alone and wanting to hear a human voice that isn’t “tinny.” You have my permission to ignore me any time you’ve heard more than enough! ;o])
I hope everything is fine with your FiL’s prostate procedure. That can be a scary thing, for sure. We all dread something, and this may well be at the top of most men’s lists.
I keep you and your family in my prayers as a matter of course. :o]
It would be getting on naptime, but I have to take Pat to work soon.
My eyelids are threatening to slam shut but I’ve decided to tough it out and not give in. I can go to sleep early but not sleep in. But I don’t want to go to bed too early because then I run the risk of waking up after two hours and not being able to sleep for two or three hours more. Then, I’m exhausted when I wake up to the alarm.
ARGHH!!
Unnngh. I took Pat to work. Cold and wet!
I walked down to the mailbox. Curiously, it was cold and wet.
I walked outside to take a load of stuff to be donated to the cargo space in the truck and bring in the water I bought on Monday, so I could make room for the stuff to be donated. The temp was cold at 22° and dry. The water was very cold when I put it in the fridge.
I live such an exciting life! I even got a phone call from someone who wasn't family, a bill collector OR someone calling about my car's warranty.
I got a phone call o9ne day from a guy who said, “Oh, hey Bob, I’m glad I caught you. I wanted to ask you about a problem I’m having installing my toilet. Here’s the issue ...”
And so we talked for about twenty minutes as I got him straightened out on the problem.
Then I said, “By the way, before you go, I have a question for you ... Who are you?”
See? That’s how to tell someone who lives alone from someone who lives with at least one other person. Those of us who live alone always say, instead of hello, “Who are you and where do I know you from?” I do that with some of my more obscure family members, as well.
;o]
At least we don’t not have snow. I told Pat I would check the weather before bedtime and contact him if more rain was expected.
He’ll his drivers license in about 3 weeks.
And in four weeks, he’ll find out that snow is slippery.
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