All My Faults

It was an OK weekend. Cleared some bush that was leaning over the fence from the vacant lot next door. Raked my shin over a piece of metal sticking up out of the ground. Not too bad though, about a 6 inch rip in the skin. Hurts.

Should have mowed the yard, but didn’t. It doesn’t look too bad yet.

It’s Monday, and I again failed to take the garbage to the curb for the garbage collector. They’ve been coming at about 3:30 AM for the past several months.

It seems this blog hs turned into a diary and I’m not happy with that.

I guess that’s about all that’s wrong with me. Besides the fact that it’s Monday and I don’t wanna go to work.

2 thoughts on “All My Faults

  1. Oh, I identify with forgetting to put the trash at the curb. They come about 6 AM here so we’ve been known to drag it down to the curb during the night when one (or all) of the pups has to go out. We’re getting better at it, now, though, with alarms on our phones to remind us it’s Monday night.

    Have a good week, Mark!

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