After Starbucks breakfast and buying a new extension cord for the garden tools, Hubby and I worked our butts off in the garden this morning. We spent about four hours pruning trees and cutting up the wood, weed-eating, battling blackberry vines, and loading all that icky yard debris into the bins. We also chatted with our next door neighbor Ben through our shared fence. He's very sweet.
I have to say that I deeply, deeply, deeply love my weed eater and my chainsaw. Anytime I can spend using my tools (and with Hubby) is quality time. The yard looks much better and we now have a cute little woodpile ready for the fire pit and backyard s'mores parties.
My mood afterward:
This morning Chad, the least-intelligent of the four cats, escaped the backyard and took on the gray neighborhood cat he'd been feuding with. B found him out front, by his car, and brought him inside. Later, we noticed him limping heavily with a big nasty wound on his back paw, so B and R took him to the vet and left him to be seen.
He'll be fine. The vet gave him pain medication and an antibiotic that he eats with tuna, and he can't go outside for a week.
For dinner, we deserved some Red Robin.
After eating dinner and picking up loopy Chad, we spent some time with the kids and the grandkid. She's so close to walking. It's exciting.
R had her friend Em over to play and we had a nice quick chat with her dad when he came to retrieve her. With the pandemic happening, any little chat with anyone outside our family or co-workers is quite nice. Before this, I took having those random conversations for granted. I even tried to avoid it sometimes.
I went to bed before 10:00, exhausted. What a great day.