Month: June 2023

She Was My Annie by Blue Topaz

Yesterday there was a torrent in areas east of us, and we got a good soaking. Fortunate because it’s been dry for so long. Vehicles stayed in the garage.

I’d spent a couple of hours heavy cleaning so was grateful to not have to water, too. Vacuumed and bleached bottom shelves and put down new liners. Ran cookware that was on bottom shelves through the dishwasher.

Visited the North Adams and Williamstown Farmers Markets this morning. Very little appealed to me. Afterwards I went to Carr Hardware for shopvac bags and Bartenders.

Later I made a trip to the transfer station, picked up Dennis Lehane’s newest, “Small Mercies” and enjoyed a short walk on the bike path. Three trips that I would have done in one if I’d been more organized.

It feels like I’m holding up the house by will power alone.

I’ve been having pain in my right hand so, unable to locate our supply of orthopedic equipment, bought a brace and wore it last night. It helped.

It’s been hot, with a cold front and possible t-storms expected later today.

The electrician wired the driveway side bedroom yesterday. Drywall to be installed next week along with remaining plumbing re-dos.

In spite of the heat, the first floor of the house has been surprisingly comfortable but upstairs has been hot. Ron and I hefted the portable air conditioner up the stairs a couple of days ago. To my relief, it works. Have been using it in our bedroom the last two nights and set it up for the electrician yesterday.

Bought two new hoses, 50 and 80 feet, and a cart.

So far, so good on the transplants. I repotted the rhubarb.

Paid the semi-annual water/sewer bill.

This past Tuesday, we passed through Stefanik country to Albany for Ron’s hearing aids. He seems happy with them.