A day at home, and I got some stuff done before it threatened rain.

Mostly, it was using the now holding-the-shield-on weed whacker. I didn't get as much done as I'd hoped, because of a VERY dark cloud, but it's a start.

When the raindrops began I got all the stuff back under the patio cover, then set to work removing all of the sticker/seeds from my slacks, socks, shoes, shirt, etc. I had taken off my sweater and hung it nearby, and forgot to do that.

I really do like that battery-powered weed-whacker. It's light, and no problem at all starting.

My gardening "philosophy" of pulling out the weeds, rather than just whacking them down, is paying off. There are large areas where I pulled stuff out last year that has only overgrown grassy stuff in it. Little by little things are (sort of) getting in order.

I was debating whether to go in to work tomorrow or Friday, then I saw in the paper that there's going to be what sounds like a very interesting presentation tomorrow at noon regarding woman and politics.

So it's early to bed tonight.

Pogo came inside to eat last night, and he will probably do so again this evening because I have not yet shut the front door completely. (It's a sliding glass door that opens to the screened porch.) I need to make sure there's plenty of dry food.

I can't get over how the cats let him inside and are totally unconcerned about him once he's inside.

No trophies recently from the cats, but my neighbor told me the other day that Emma (the cat who was visiting me and decided that she preferred next door) had brought her a mouse.

And so much for yet another IUD.


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