5th September 2020
Kelli cannot do anything quietly. Granted the pool was a little cooler than yesterday, and was noticeably harder for me to enter without a severe intake of breath followed by a bout of heavy panting.
When my darling wife tried the same thing it was a completely different performance. First the slight squeal, followed by a louder shout then a full blown scream, I expected the police to kick down the door to investigate.
Once in she avoided any additional contact with the water other than what was already submerged, we both just drifted around like two enormous leaves.
We had already done our chores, collecting a book case, visiting Menards and Goodwill, so the pool treat was our way of extending our rewards.
We spent a bit of time in the garage working on stuff, mainly stripping and sanding.
I laid up some timber to start making a replacement bed rail, I’m hoping this goes without any problems.
We took a bike ride up to the cemetery to visit Dave, Kelli took some flowers from the garden, but we had problem finding the plot. As there is no headstone, we had to guess the location.
We are not sure when the headstone will be placed, hopefully it will be before the first anniversary.
It is the start of the Labour Day weekend, a time for fireworks, family gatherings, and the spreading of Covid19.