July 3rd, 2007


Doors and taxes

The door didn’t make it up, but not for lack of trying on Bob’s part. If his wife hadn’t fallen asleep on the couch, I’m pretty sure that we’d have a new storm door installed right now. But I did, and he’s being meticulous, so the new door is not hung yet.

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Tonight is a meeting night, so we won’t get the door finished. We can do that Wednesday morning when the light is better. Probably just as well, as we’ll do a better job. I’ll see my parents, pick up the tape of last weekend’s race (it’s always nice to be able to zip through to the spot where something interesting happened in turn three while you were looking at turn one), have a quick meeting and get home at a decent hour. Tomorrow is an outdoor day, weather permitting. We’ll hang the storm door, I’ll caulk the new light fixtures before I can forget again, and I’ll move some of the perennials that I inherited. There are also a few shrubs that are going to get an apocalypse haircut, and a couple that are going to be ripped out. WHY does anyone plant bayberry of their own free will? Oh, and if I’ve time and inclination, I’d really like to start moving the woodpile. I think I need to build a proper woodshed for next winter. That would be nice.