Catching my Breath
Met the patriarch next door. I was sitting with Goody having my coffee when he came out. As I am pretty near invisible behind my blue screens, I watched him "digging for gold." Then I knew I was going to cough, laugh, or give myself away somehow so I went over to introduce myself; save us both some embarrassment. He and his wife are traveling with their son who owns the behemoth parked next door. The patriarch has two last names. His first name is Jones. ( Along came Jones) He was a brick contractor in this area but his wife preferred North Carolina where they and his kids now reside. The son is a General Contractor and must do pretty well. The old boy seems to be in demand- lots of vacations with his several kids.
Picked up my mail and threw most of it away. Kept the checks and the tax info and the magazines. My Swivel Sweeper arrived. (as seen on TV)and it works much better than expected for a $19.95 item. Rode the bike after not riding for a few days. Huffed and puffed a little. A schedule will be kept.
I spent time giving the NLP manual a good read. They gave the manuals to us at the end of the class because the class was applying the information and practicing it. It was a good review for me.
Mike from the RV repair place came by. The refrigerator went warm yesterday after being fixed. There was a blown fuse. He had a sink in his shed and he needs a down spout but the sink, although white instead of almond looks to be a perfect match.
Regular day in paradise but it beats 7 degrees above 0 at home.
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