Not Even Close to Being a Nice Day!

Unlike yesterday when the sun actually came out in the afternoon today it turned from overcast to actual rain. It looked like rain all day and this afternoon it did.

This morning after breakfast I loaded up the dishwasher and started it up. The mail came but there really was nothing worth keeping other than one of my garden magazines, so I deposited the rest of it in the recycling.

While the dishes were washing I went outside and got my reel mower and mowed the front lawn. I even managed to mow it diagonally after I mowed it east and west but by the time I finished the diagonal cut the battery was just about dead.

When the dishes finished I emptied the dishwasher and put the dishes away. Kathleen finally came back downstairs to eat her English muffin and while she was doing that I made myself some cinnamon toast for my lunch.

After putting the dishes into the dishwasher I went and sat in my chair to read the magazine that came today. I got about half way through and my eyes got real heavy so I put the magazine down and took a nap.

Kathleen had decided that she did not feel well enough to meet with the lady from church today so she was home this afternoon while I was napping. Then tonight she made some chili and brown rice; put it in a pan and the put a corn bread mix on top and baked it in the oven.

Kathleen did not like the way that the corn bread tasted but I thought that it tasted pretty good. The chili was bean less as since the radiation I do not always do well with beans. It is too bad as I always like beans; they did not always like me, but that is another issue.

Today was a rather unproductive day for me, I thought about doing some work inside, but with my allergies/sinuses being what they are I did not think that it was too good an idea.

Stan, the fellow who is helping do our remodeling just called and it looks like he will be able to do some more work toward the middle of next month. So now we need to finish up a couple things and make a decision as to the flooring that we want.