Fridays are trash day. We put it on the curb for the pickup. There is a tub for recyclables that is sorted by the company that does the pickup. I got up this morning about 7:30 to find Cowboy already up and dressed in his jeans and the paper in and the trash out. When I took some more out I found that there were newspapers blown from our house for about a block. They were everywhere. It did not occur to him that if you put a lot of newspapers on top and there is a breeze, they are going to blow out of the tub.
It was about 45 degrees outside and my hair was wet but I took off and gathered up as much of the mess as I could. When I came in and told him he just laughed. I could have smacked him but what are you going to do?
I had three hours today while Marsha was here but felt tired and not much in the mood to do anything. I went and bought our tax software and went to the grocery store. Laid down this afternoon for a bit.
Nice quiet weekend coming up. Just need to get Cowboy bathed and medicine applied, etc and then can relax. He ate well tonight. I had bought a rotisserie chicken and made some dressing and sweet potatoes.
Lots of Christmas cards coming in. I really enjoy getting them. I read some of the notes to him but he doesn't seem very engaged. Not sure he remembers some of the folks we have heard from.
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