Oh praise be to whatever gods control Spring yard work, our lawn mower started and ran without issue! (well… it took a while to get rolling, but once it did, aces!)
Our streak of Springtimes with dead lawnmowers may have ended at two! So far at least. I only did 2/3 of the front yard and there is still oodles of time left for this bad ass mother fucker to die, but so far so good!
I had something that I wanted to write a post about but I can’t remember what it was. Don’t get old, kids. It sucks.
I already mentioned recording some guitars. Three songs underway. I posted a to do list earlier and all but one thing is done. I swept and mopped the dining room floor, I filled the bird feeders, I started watching two shows on Netflix, Money Heist and The End of the F***ing World. Two episodes into each and so far they are all right. I can’t tell if End of the World is a black comedy, or an ugly drama that is sometimes funny. Trying to answer that question is taking me out of it a little.
I got a delivery of replacement parts for my CPAP machine last week and I finally got around to putting the new parts onto the machine. Everything that could be changed has been. New hose, harness, mask, filter, and (for the first time) reservoir. Also, reservoir is a difficult word to spell.
But what the hell was it that I wanted to write about?
I don’t know. I give up.
It’s really hot out and it’s big time spring and my mild allergies are flaring up like mad. Probably because all of the windows are open and I just went outside a couple of times. My head feels a little stuffy and funky. I’m going to go flake. Talk to you later.
And while we’re at it, hows about you go and choke on a big bag of dicks, winter. You prick.
The forecast for the first day or spring is temps in the mid 60’s and a 74% chance of rain. Pretty much the text book spring day.
California is telling the entire state to shelter in place (assuming the headline I read this morning is correct, of course). New York is in a worse state than California and they have said they will not do the same (assuming the stories I read yesterday are correct, of course). We haven’t heard anything along those lines from Massachusetts and New Hampshire yet. No one I know is sick… yet. Statistically speaking it’s just a matter of time. As of yesterday’s state health department update there are 328 confirmed cases in Massachusetts. The expectation is that there are probably more like 6,000. At least that’s what they said yesterday. The CDC count has the United States over 10,000. I have to guess the real number is also much higher.
There is nothing we can do about it beyond the meager steps we are taking now. We’re staying home, we’re avoiding contact as much as we can. We’re trying to avoid going stir crazy. Last night Jen and I got in the car and drove around. We didn’t go anywhere. We took the highway north a couple of exists and then took the backroads back. It was nice to get out.
I am feeling disconnected from everyone outside of the house. I sent some emails and texts and facebook messages yesterday. I just want to make sure everyone is still out there. They are. All is well.
Just hang in there, people, and don’t forget to wash your damn hands.
The time has officially come. The grass needs to be mowed.
I had to literally dig the lawn mower out of the garage. All of the supplies for the bathroom remodeling job are in the garage now. We had planned to have it finished by the New Year. Whoops. That means all of the Spring time stuff is buried.
I was able to dig a path and get the mower out onto the drive way. Win #1. Then it started on the third pull. Win #2. Then I started mowing. 52 minutes later (approximately) the whole front and back yards were done. The whole thing. In less than an hour. I haven’t achieved a feat like that since I was a teenager. Where the hell did that come from?
Now my beloved wife and I are sitting in the living room. Every window and door on the first floor is currently open and the gorgeous spring breeze is blowing through the whole house. It’s perfect. I’m actually thinking of taking my guitar outside and working on some new song ideas. After the winter we just went though I want to spend as much time outside as I can!
I walked out my front door this morning at about 7:30.
My car was covered in ice. The temperature was 31 degrees. The forecast for today has a high temp of 41. It’s April 8th and we can barely get to the 40’s. So what if the Red Sox are 1-0 on the season. Spring is never coming. Never. NEVER.
Today is March 30, 2015. I pulled into a parking spot at work at about 8:45. As I stepped out of the car it started to snow (I don’t thinks those two events are actually related, it was just coincidence that they happened at the same time).
Remember that old saying about weather in March? In like a lion, out like a lamb?
Not this year.
This year it’s in like a lion, out like a slightly warmer lion.
Spring is never going to really come again, is it. Never. At least The Walking Dead season ended last night. I might be able to get a good night sleep on Sundays for a while. Then again, there is that spin off show starting in the summer. What happens if they put that on Sunday nights too? Uh oh.