Saturday. In the Park.

So, it’s the first day of a three day weekend. Memorial Day. We have no plans except for the kind of plans new home owners make. Like cleaning and putting away and sorting through crap as part of cleaning and throwing away. It also involves going to the hardware store several times. We just got back. I know most people go camping and picnics and stuff. Not us, at least not this year.

As part of my clean up I am Marie Kondo-ing my clothes drawers. I am using the Konmari method. For those unclear in what this means, Marie shows you how to fold your clothes in order to be more efficient and give you a better life. She is a bit over the top. A big bit. Perhaps she has an incredible eye for neatness details. Or just at the top of the OCD scale. Tough to say. In spite of all this, I have redone my folding method, saved a little room and become more zen like. Sure. Marie says you should talk to your clothes while you fold. Thank them for all they do. I don’t follow that part. I am too sane for that. But it is part of the theme today.

We at least had a special breakfast. I had ordered 5 dozen donuts for Emily. She had a class event. Our local donut shop forgot to make and box the 5 doz glazed. So they gave mixture instead. And she had a dozen left after event. Shazam! Breakfast is served! They are very good. Haven’t eaten that many donuts in awhile. Plenty left for tomorrow.

I have a few chores planned for today. I am free to do what I want because Emily has gone to school to work for several hours. First up, finish the shed. I tried to use nippers to cut off the nails poking through the roof. Unfortunately, they don’t cut flush. I am giving up on doing anything about it. I did finish off the clothes poles. So I call it done. I stuck a fork in it. The shed is now hers.

I do have more planned, stop worrying. I have concrete contractor #2 coming by to take a look at my job and give me an estimate. I hope to get the foundations done in the next four weeks.

The concrete guy, Jeff, got here a little after nine. Funny thing, I was in Petaluma yesterday. Jeff concrete guy grew up there and went to Petaluma High. He also lived in Santa Rosa which Marika did as well. He arrived driving in a white sedan which I told him will get him kicked out of the contractors club. While we walked around and I showed him the job we had a nice talk about Petaluma and Bodega and all the other places we have in common. Auburn too. Unfortunately we won’t have his bid till next week. And I have two more next week.

Took Jeff about 30 minutes to check out the job. Which left me plenty of time to unpack the shed so then I can unpack the car into the shed. In other words, all of Marikas crap is still in my car. I need to put it in the shed. The shed is full. So, I need to unpack the shed and throw some away and repack the shed leaving enough room in the shed for all the new crap. Took a couple three hours to get it all done but I managed. The dresser seemed heavier today than yesterday. I nominate me for father of the decade. In spite of all evidence to the contrary, I finished the job. And the shed was much better off once I was done.

Emily returned at about the time I finished the moving/packing thing. Just in time so she did not have to help. Another of her nefarious plans.

Not much else got done for the rest of the day. Did some sitting around with bad TV. That’s always a fan favorite.

We decided on leftovers for dinner. Mostly cuz the meat I pulled from the freezer was still frozen at dinnertime. And frozen does not work for dinner.

What to do? Emily made quick enchiladas out of leftovers in the fridge. Very resourceful. They were really good too. We can make a first run meal tomorrow. Tonight belongs to yesterday.

After dinner, some bad TV. No leftovers there. That’s it for the evening. No drama. Just bed.