Seriously, one day it's Christmas, the next it's Fourth of July?
What's up with that?!
Anywho, consider this the monthly report, and, well, ... not a whole lot to report. Septic tank came in, but I've been fighting weeds that just won't die. The land is overgrown, and since my weedwacker was thiefed last year, I just have handtools to knock down what the riding mower can't reach, which is a lot
wish I jumped on that house with the tractor garage. I could be taking a crap in the sanctity of my own home if I had.
BUT too much complaining. I have half a bottle of Jerry left and a brand new bottle of Moscato, and off shift til Sunday. It's gunna be 'you and me and the bottle makes 3 tonight' all night.
Til next month you strange random pepes