It is all about perspective. Before 9 a.m. two Mondays in a row, I found myself with innumerable items jammed into my mouth and held captive for an hour and a half of torture. I take the gas. Strap me down, knock me out and get it over with already!
Some things are just a momentary pain…then there is THE TOOL BENCH. I spent the days I wasn’t here just strategizing. How to sort, where to sort, when to sort. Tools will be gifted or donated. But there is lots of other stuff that isn’t worth the hassle. Today I took a trip down to the metal recyclers to get some tips. Remember Billy showed me the way last summer.
So with magnet in hand – I dump out jars of nails, bags of doodads, boxes of godknowswhat and what sticks to the magnet – goes in one bin, things that don’t: go to the other. I worked for about an hour then drove back down there to see how I was doing. $2.43 was my bounty. I think I am going to save all the money from the project and play it on the Megamillions – with my special series of Billy numbers. To the victor go the spoils!
1eyedmonkee 
Oh my lanta! I’m so sad you were there doing that—when Sahara and I stopped over to your house tonight to make a visit to the porch…and you!! We pulled up and no one was on the porch! But I could see Brie grilling up dinner in the driveway. Fortunately we got to see some of the clan. Petey came along too so Bella had a visitor. For whatever reason Bella stuck to me like peanut butter on bread. It was hilarious! I was like “um, have we met?” I told David to make sure you knew we stopped. We’ll try again when you’re back in town…with cold cervezsas!!