Got up late, made breakfast.
Pumped up my almost flat tire and ventured out to check my P.O. box (no mail delivery here, this is a first for me), grab kitty litter and line for the weed trimmer.
Went to the lawn & garden section at Walmart and it's filled with Christmas bullshit....80 fucking degrees and here I am looking at blow up Santa's.
Head of the lawn dept "Helen" said they sent the seasonal stuff like "line for my trimmer" and mowers back for the year to make room for the holiday decorations.
This is all well and good "Helen" but how the fuck is one supposed to cut their fucking grass?
Stopped at the other house and rummaged around in the shed and managed to find 2 partial spools laying in back.
...and they say being a hoarder doesn't have it's perks.
Went and seen the grand kids...the smaller one trying to devour me as usual (he's teething and wants to chew on everything and everyone, while continually laughing) the 2 yr old steals my cell phone and manages to unlock it as usual (it's pass coded...don't ask me
) taking 40+ photos of his forehead and leg and lock it for only 15 minutes this time.
All in all it was a good day.