One thing led to another, and I am finally, at this late hour, inside the house and preparing my supper. In the rear view mirror of the day is a second paddle refinished, a fresh set of shelves for the storage closet built, rewiring the new drum sander, and a small beginning on some overdue lawn care.
This sort of thing must be controlled. When a man sets out to loaf the day away, he ought to have the character to follow through.
2 comments:
Ahh, great words!
I'm trying again today, JB, but it ain't looking good. The danged paddles were just leaning there, glaring at me. So I gave 'em the final coat. Now I think I hear the grass grumping about all the dandelions.
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