Yesterday we tackled two large projects.
The mail box was moved. We have a new 911 number and address. We just moved our mailbox around the corner…but it involved getting a new fire number ($35.00) and a new address. The driveway that we usually take to get the mail will be closed, snow removal will not be happening down that drive. Our niece, Katie who used to live down that driveway moved to Minot North Dakota along with her husband Hunter, the twins Gavin and Jordan and Aubrey…we miss them. No use plowing a whole stretch of driveway that no one uses.
Far Guy has begun the change of address mess. I am certain that I will never remember it so I have it written down in my wallet.
I started to remove the cheap ass insulation on the roof of my garage that was home to a dead mouse and a bat that was very much alive, and a chippy’s storage areas of acorns. Good thing I am not afraid of bats. What a job, I was covered in filth. Reinforcements came when my husband returned with next door neighbor great nephew Mason. I had Mason don a mask and safety glasses…he was great at climbing up the ladder and ripping down the insulation. When we had it all down, he and Far Guy built a stabber ( a nail on a stick) to aid in the picking up of all the pieces. Seven huge garbage bags later we took turns using the leaf sucker upper to get all the small bits and pieces…mission accomplished. Just let the chippys and mice try to make my garage a home now.
I was exhausted and I sweat so much that the sweat dripped from the ends of my hair…so I washed my hair and took a bath and put my jammies on. Far Guy warmed up vegetable soup from the freezer for supper.
If we get company…so be it…they will have to look at me in my jammies.
Tall Garden Phlox in Trudy’s garden.