Today my digital camera quit communicating with my computer. I've ran all the online diagnostic tests to no avail. It just quit. That means I can't fill in all the empty space on this blog with pictures. I'll have to resort to words.
I removed all the kitchen cabinet doors and Dorothy is now sanding them in preparation for paint. They've been natural varnished wood for the last 25 years, and now it's time for change.
My tiller is in the shop being repaired. As soon as I get it back I'll be tilling the soil and planting the first garden in a long time. The last few years of my work life I was just too tired to manage it. Now it's time for a big garden with home grown tomatoes (I can smell those vines now), potatoes, squash, corn, beans, and I'm going to grow a giant pumpkin for Marley and Hunter's Halloween.
I'm still awaiting the results of an abdominal ultrsound. I guess I'll have to call the doctor since it looks like he's not going to call me. I'm trying to get to the cause of this lack of energy. Surely it's not because I'm getting old. It has to be something else.