Random Stream of Consciousness

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Asleep before 7pm last night.
Woke up at 2am yestereday to an angry train, someone must have cut it off at the crossing.
The tracks run along the road, so the train blew his horn for 2+ miles, then the dog had to go pee, then I had to pee, then the tugboats started hooting to each other to berth a ship.
Gave up and made coffee, long day...
 
We made it to Turdsday y’all!

Almost the long weekend. Think soil will be mixed this weekend and bags prepped. I’ll get the kids to help me set up the greenhouse too.

Mernin’ ☕

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Some good DOES come from leaving a messy garage

The echoes of my MIL demanding we "help her" clean out her garage over the last few visits to WI still haunt us. In proper "MIL-Speak", help her means you do it and I'll just supervise. We've both been burned by Help Me before.

So Mrs. Cronk finally barked back at her the day before we were heading home on our last visit to K-Town - "We are not cleaning out the fucking mess in your fucking garage ... OK? You put it there - you clean it!" It's been nearly 11 years since either one of us have spoken to or even seen the MIL.

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