I chose to stay home this long weekend and listen to the sound of rain on the patio roof ( despite the forecast for sunshine ) and the sound of the Old Bag asking why she quit her job so we could go camping on weekends and haven't.
I'm just not that keen on joining the throng on Friday evening, trying to escape the city. I have to say, I quite enjoyed listening to the traffic reports detailing accidents and traffic backed up for miles, while sipping a brew and watching my grass grow.
Spent Sunday afternoon playing in the trailer in my driveway, sorting and stashing and removing some of the accumulated stuff. It's amazing how much a dozen magazines weigh.
And, this afternoon, when the sun came out, I mowed my lawn.
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