Loaded a bunch of scrap wood into my truck yesterday; filled the bed completely. Then today took it over to my friends house for him to use instead of tires or oil or whatever will burn, only to find that he died FOUR FREAKINâ€™ MONTHS AGO! Well, Fuck. Philip was only 80 but still fairly active.
One of his neighbors saw me â€œhanging aboutâ€ and came out and told me. He wasnâ€™t feeling well and went into the hospital on a Monday and died Wednesday. FOUR FREAKINâ€™ MONTHS AGO! He left everything he owned to a neighborâ€™s 17 year old kid so all thatâ€™s taken care of.
And, although we werenâ€™t the closest â€œhang around each other every week or soâ€ friends, Iâ€™ll still kind of miss him and him always asking when SWMBO and I were going to move back into the neighborhood. Bye, Philip. Have fun.
Not a whole lot else going on. Dog and I unloaded the truck when we got back home. Iâ€™ll slowly burn all that when the weather shifts and the burn ban is taken away. Worked on the front steps some more; making changes is a bitch to get done! Too much dirt to shovel.
Making sure my batteries are charged and everythingâ€™s ready for Belfair Bites tomorrow. Weâ€™lll see how good pictures my new camera takes of those classic cars. Not taking the Dog.
And we got to pick SWMBO up at the QFC tonight. Always a pleasure!