Last night Sara sent a text message to inform me of her decision to move in with her boyfriend. When we carried her heater over to the apartment after Christmas, there was another guy there who helped carry it in. I'm assuming the relationship started sometime after that. Seems like a rather short time. He is someone I've only met once and that for just a moment or two. She has always been secretive about her relationships. Kind of like she's ashamed of them. And some of them have been the kind of folks you should be ashamed of. It occurred to me that it might be me she's ashamed of. Wouldn't that be a kick.😞 We will see how this plays out. And how long it lasts.
After my recovery period for Covid, I went to Cullman on Monday the 8th and started catching up on the mowing and farm stuff. Pretty much everything needed mowing. The big tractor made short work on the main north fields and David helped me with the field across from the pond. The grass had grown quite long and with the two week absence, I simply started and mowed all of them. There is always some mowing to do. At least no trees had fallen. There were some indoor projects pending. A couple of shower fixtures had to be replaced. The screen door latch didn't hold and had to be improved. The old JD mower needed a bit of tuning so it would climb better and the mowing deck replaced. And the garden needed to be disked and more corn and okra planted. David should have had a shot on the groundhog at the old house but forgot to check his ammo. The hammer fell on an empty chamber. I got the conibear traps out and caught one of the groundhogs that lived by the spring. David had ...