OUT OF THE CLOSET

     I'm pleased to announce that I'm done with the closets, except for filing.  I'm never up to date on filing.   I will put it at the top of my To Do list. 
     During the time I was in the closets, we had the professional tree people come in and clear some of the dead trees.  They did about half, but it was just too hot with over 100 degrees every day.  The head man left one day to finish another job and had a heat exhaustion event.  He spent the next few days in bed recovering while his crew finished up here.
     Charles is pleased he can now drive into the pole barn and park his truck.  We have a huge pile of cedar mulch.  One of the crew used his blade weed eater and cleared the sides of a hill by the road and the back side of the dam; places where I can not mow.  The last day we were up and out very early so I could mow before it got hot.  After some neglect, things are looking a little better.
    I finished a first page review for our Writer's Bloc session.  We will have a much published author there to critique our work and offer suggestions.  Charles has a first page in his head, but getting on paper is much harder.  He is thinking of a Route 66 type story about the adventures of a truck driver.  His nephew, Al,  drives a truck and Charles thinks he has had an interesting life.  Way to go Al, tell it all to Charles.
     During all the other activities we had our regular pest control spray outside.  He found the usual wasp nest in a new place behind an outside light and knocked most of it down and sprayed.  Later in the day I was out on the patio sweeping and a wasp in full battle outfit came out of the little patch of mud and went right for my ankle.  He was stinging me to much I couldn't knock him off, OUCH.  It didn't seem to bother me much except for the pain, but my foot began to swell and is just now going down this week.  It gave me a good excuse to slow down and finish my Johnny Boggs book.  Very good book, Purgatoire;  also, very graphic descriptions of a drunk man in all his stink.  That was the hero.  Good read.