...have not yet been lived.
Or so my fortune cookie claimed once upon a time, and I saw fit to make it my quote. And somehow I can't quite see fit to remove it. Things are getting better for us out here in the Grove. Ben and I are both getting overtime right now, so that's helping a lot. We're paying down debt and making improvements to the house by replacing all the broken things with things that work.
I'm glad when work is done for the day, but sad that I come home to, well, the dog and the cat but no Ben.
The doggy gave us a scare by having a couple of episodes. She's getting to be an old lady.
I don't have a whole lot to say. I just didn't like the way the page was blank. It's getting to be garden time, and that's exciting. The plan for the weekend is that if the rain holds off, we're going to plant the garden. That would be hugely exciting. My asparagus finally came, which is delightful!
Ben's raspberries are doing nicely.
I feel like such an old lady with this post. I sound rather boring. I guess that's what happens when you're about to turn 30.