Post 2943 - Friday

Hi.

These humble, slightly pathetic, words come to you from the Valley, the old family homestead. I am up here for the weekend, having arrived here less than an hour ago. I will be here until Sunday morning or early afternoon at the latest.

I didn't write last night because my body pretty much shut down around 8pm. I woke up in time to watch The Blacklist at 10pm, and the dozed off again.

Worked today, and drove up here this evening.

What will I do this weekend? Well, I am washing a few clothes now. After I finish this here blog post, I will likely fire up Netflix and watch a movie. Or, at least, I will sift through the many offerings on Netflix and ultimately select something after 45 minutes or so. I will watch whatever that thing is for perhaps 30 minutes before I realize it is not my cup of tea, so I will begin the process all over again.

In the old days of my youth, before most of you were born, the process of selecting something to watch was different. It meant having to travel to a video store and wandering through its aisles, finding something you wouldn't mind seeing, and then contemplating its quality as you stood in the line up to shell out cash to rent it. Because there was money on the line, you tried a little harder to make sure it was something that wasn't a waste of your time and discretionary income. I do not yearn for those days, but there was something a little more honest about them, that's for sure.

I have some other chores to take care of this weekend, like install the battery to the lawn tractor in said lawn tractor. If I remembered to do it last time I was here, the battery has been on a trickle charger for some time, so it should be conditioned for another year or use. It is still far too early to mow the lawn around here. The snow is barely gone from the property. It will take a few weeks of good weather before the grass decides to peek up from its winter blanket and greet the new year. Which means having to mow the lawn at least once a week, maybe even twice. Is it too early to sigh this evening?

I guess that is it for tonight. Netflix, here I come.

See you tomorrow.

Bevboy