There weren’t many chores for today. Wash forks. Rearrange the top loader, put brisket closer to the bottom, pork tenderloins and chicken closer to the top. Things fit nicely now, with a little room to spare (emphasis on little). Myka has been fed. I need to sift the cabana to get the trash out.
The marble wallpaper arrived, stored unwrapped. Only the cat fishing pole remains on the Vine list, due tomorrow. No reviews listed yet.
I figured out how to microwave the hash brown sticks, actually rather tasty in a bland way. I’ll probably be getting more at a later date.
The house is open, low to mid 70s, partly cloudy, mid breeze.
I have been thrifty so far this month, most of the mad money is still there to be spent. I’m holding to my intent of waiting until after the party to cut loose, see what I spend this weekend first. I’ll probably use the ATM there on the way home to pull the full $300 cash. I can always get more at checkout if needed. I don’t have any massive bills until September, and there aren’t many items on the wish list. The purpleheart guitar stand and the solar panel are the only midrange items in my sights, and neither are imperative. No rush, cash won’t hurt.
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Trash is on the curb. Drying rack is empty. I’m off the clock.
Myka has found the fuzzy throw again, she’s glued to it most of the day. The weather is warming, she doesn’t need the body heat now, so it’s become her sole focus, with breaks.
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I’m making spudacado, starting with the spuds. It won’t take long, once the spuds are peeled. Everything else is prepped.