I don’t think so, but he must have messed up his plow. I’m hoping he comes over in the morning before I leave for work (I’m on my own clock on Friday) so I can ask when I give him the key and a couple “here is this, and here is that” things.
I’m hoping his plow isn’t too bunged up.
Time for me to bail.. Time has slipped up on me.
Vacation.. yippie
Night Kathy
Night All.