Yesterday’s fall weather really got me in trouble… coming home from my errands a bird did a big
mess on my windshield. Poor thing had
the runs and it ran right up my windshield.
When I got home I turned the hose on it.
Then I got out the scrubber and got all of the bug and bird splats off
the windshield, and while I was at it, I cleaned the front grill too. Lots of bugs this summer. Well then the front and windshield looked
nice and clean, and the rest of the car didn’t.
So I washed my car. First time in
years I’ve washed my own car, what I could reach anyway. I wasn’t going to climb on a ladder and do
the top.
While reading my Nook last night I started feeling some
pain in my left shoulder. (No John it
isn’t heart pain.) I knew I’d over done
it, and today I’m paying for it. But I
am getting a lot of reading done. Remind
me not to wash my car ever again.
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Marge