Mail Run. Regular Chores. Just enjoying this hot day! Itâ€™s nice to be able to take off all my clothes and go for a walk. I can walk about 1/2 mile around my property without seeing anyone (meaning neighbors). Iâ€™ve even let Alders grow between me and the neighbors (but thatâ€™s mostly because I canâ€™t stand them and donâ€™t want to see them anyway). I like this property, and, if it werenâ€™t in the crappy State of WaRshington it would be fairly perfect. (Need fewer neighbors too.)
Thereâ€™s 360 acres to the East of Bend, Oregon that Iâ€™d love to get. (Donâ€™t let me win the lotto!) Itâ€™s wide open, fairly flat, and not a lot of trees, but Iâ€™d buy it in a heartbeat. Build a house right smack dab in the middle, plant trees for SWMBO, and leave the rest as is. Put a â€œClothes Optional: If You Donâ€™t Like It Turn Aroundâ€ sign next to the driveway opening. Build a dome home with a tower for my radio room. Maybe a tower with SWMBOâ€™s sewing room as the 3nd floor and my radio room on the fourth. Hot Tub/Sun deck on top, of course. Lotâ€™s of triple paned insulated windows for the view.
Ah, I need to be 25 years younger. (And 75 pounds lighter; but we wonâ€™t go there.)
I get to pick SWMBO up tonight and for the next couple of days. Her son has a job in Ocean Shores thatâ€™ll last a couple of days. For some reason he took her car; which is now parked at his work place while he takes the company van. Meanwhile, if we needed her car for some reason weâ€™re just shit out of luck. He also left his truck parked in the way and didnâ€™t leave me the keys to move the damned thing. Iâ€™m pretty sure he doesnâ€™t do this shit on purpose, at least I hope he doesnâ€™t, but itâ€™s damned annoying anyway.
Supposedly thereâ€™s someone coming over to buy the through-wall-window air conditioner I have for sale. You canâ€™t find them on any store shelves since this â€œheat waveâ€ started. Seems thereâ€™d be more demand for the one I have. Hmmm â€¦