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Oh, crikey! More than 50%??
Teenaged boys! Start charging them. Divide the water bill among them (yours, DP’s and Kathleen’s being separate, of course,) and charge them for their water usage.
I should probably go make the bed, but I don’t feel up to it right now.
The rest of the day will be spent. Some of it here, which is needful for me, as it’s the only time I socialize with folks, and has been for a long, long time. Twenty-plus years.
I’ll be around this morning. We’ll leave about 11:30 for Envirothon. It’s the last meeting of the year, so in addition to Current Environmental Issues, there will be snacks and a gift exchange. We’re taking fruit salad.
Pat is off work today, so he will come, too, though not drive because too many people are going to fit in the Avalon. Pat told me he has gained a reputation in his job for knowing where things are and how to fit the optimal array of items in the available space. I predicted this.
Years ago, when we were doing the World War II study run by Homer_J_Simpson, there was a little item in the NYT saying that the Army had reclassified people with OCD as well as several other disorders from 4-F to, “You’re drafted!” I said, “Patrick just went from a reject to “that weird little guy who figured out how to load the ship for optimal efficiency when we unload in Europe ... you know, the one with the funny look in his eyes who mumbles to himself in Greek.”
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