To accomplish this sought
after trip we had a lot to accomplish at home yesterday. My wife, had a plan, of course. A plan that involved some significant work,
of course. From me, of course. Truth be told, I really enjoyed the day. There’s a comfort and rhythm to working with
someone you know better than anyone else in the world and she was pitching in
right next to me.
The last of the refugee
plants from Maine New England summer day.
It was funny to see my wife
and Buddy the Wonder Pooch interact.
They spend the entire week alone together when I’m at work and it’s
obvious this has created a real bond between them. Buddy does that people. Since he’s terrified of the lawnmower he was
tagging along after my wife as she maintained her vast gardens. She would say one word and Buddy would
obediently take up his assigned post, obviously a division of labor established
during the week.
I glanced at my car’s
windshield this week and noticed the annual inspection was due and I had ten
days to get it done. There’s a crusty old
guy just down the street who runs a garage.
I used to take the cars there for inspections until a couple years ago
one of his co-workers inappropriately passed a vehicle which resulted in losing
his license for a while. I took a chance
that he got it back (he did) and he was up to his usual rascally self although
his dog who usually kept me company was definitely showing the years. I like patronizing a small family owned business
instead of the robo-franchises. Kind of
cool that I’ve been in a place long enough to experience that (not so much for
the aged dog though).
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I’m not going to talk about
the evening watching the Boston
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