Just my â€œnormalâ€ routine today. Man, this being â€œretiredâ€ stuff is great. Yeah, great. Just great. Did move some things downstairs and got reminded that I really need to get off my ass and clean/straighten up the basement. Started raining this afternoon so we didnâ€™t get out for a walk. Put in a mile on the treadmill.
Been watching for the Renters to come and finish moving their stuff. Itâ€™s 1630 and still no sign of them. Went down and took a look at what they have left. What a mess! Their packing and moving is as bad as everything else they do. Or donâ€™t do actually.
Did call PUD3 and ask about the overdue bill. It stays with them and not the MILA. Thatâ€™s good. The girl I was talking to asked the last name it was under. Told her who it was. She said â€œAh, Sara.â€ in a chagrined tone of voice. Itâ€™s pretty bad that the Renters have made themselves known to office personnel that well. But, hey, we can rent the MILA out to someone else without worrying theyâ€™ll have to pay some huge bill before they can get power back.
Rain came down so hard while I was on the way to pick SWMBO up, that I had to slow to 45 mph and I could occasionally still feel the front wheels slipping. Iâ€™d bet you couldnâ€™t see 50 feet ahead! Reminded me of the edge of the tornado we got caught in last summer. No wind or hail or lightning, but it rained harder I think. Wow. Iâ€™d never seen the like up here.
But we got home safe. SWMBO is off eating dinner and Iâ€™m about to get ready to go lay down and read. Renters still havenâ€™t showed up. Iâ€™m really tempted to go down and pack their shit for them tomorrow. (But that would probably get me in trouble.)