8th October 2018
It’s in the eighties again, tee shirts and shorts are being worn, but not by me. I looked out of the window and decided it looked cold, so I chose a sweatshirt and jeans. I had to go out for food and almost died with the heat. I expected people I passed to say “are you English?”
We spent a couple of hours at the bookstore before driving back to work on our projects.
Kelli has ideas for the French provincial dresser that entails a lot of sanding of the drawer fronts. This means that I will end up doing all the shitty fine sanding, and wearing out my fingers.
The stink bugs fly around buzzing my head to distraction, I was planning to make a bat to hit the buggers back to where they came from.
This totally sums up the weather pattern for the week.
Another Lifetime to go 