A New Day!
I’ve got that “I want to drill a hole in my head” sensation this morning. I can tell that when I get older and start losing my mind that they are going to have to take all my power tools away.
After returning from camping, my wife misinterprets my urgent desires to de-tick as grumpiness and things go downhill from there.
For stress relieve we do some necessary shopping; for comic relieve while loading the groceries in the car Cathy and Sarah are looking around for the honey dew melon. When I get out to help look a gentleman walking by says “Looking for your melon? We drove past it as it rolled way down there.” Cathy had put it by her feet and it rolled the entire length of the parking lot without sustaining damage!