Having been up for a few hours in the middle of the night, of course I overslept. Got a text from Neighbor L at 7:30 that it was laundry day, which meant I had to get going.
Absolutely perfect day for it…
Into the sixties in the shade before nine, no wind. I picked up a dozen eggs for L, dropped off my laundry, then went back to Landlady’s to top off her batteries.
The winter weather has been so funky I’ve sort of fallen off my standard of doing all the batteries on the first of the month. Haven’t been neglecting them at all, just haven’t been on my traditional schedule. Did Ian’s and my own yesterday.
Speaking of Ian’s, I needed to hitch up the trailer and go back to his place for trash-hauling. Landlady and I have been concentrating trash from all three houses in the gulch in front of her barn for a big dump run this coming weekend.
She has a bunch of big shelves she wanted hauled off. I broke them down last week, but with construction rubble from Ian’s place and my kitchen garbage and old summer oven which gave up the ghost last year, I’ll be pleasantly surprised if we can fit it all in one trailer-load.
And back home before eleven. I want to go back out after lunch, there are some junipers that are crowding my road that need to be trimmed back and this is the perfect day to be active outdoors.
OMG, you’re gonna throw away all that perfectly good . . . um . . . whatever that is?????
You’re getting more selective in your hunting/gathering/storing, Joel.
😉
There’s a bunch of perfectly good crappy shelving here, Kentucky. I’d keep it, except I already have lots of perfectly good crappy shelving, which I scored when somebody else was throwing it away. And I’ll never use it again because it’s crap. 😉
Burn what you can?
Always. It’s obscene to pay the county to bury trash I can burn, compost or feed to chickens.