Today has been great, because I slept in late with our four-leggers. After doing my morning habit (Sit up, and say, "Today is going to be a great day!" Loudly clapping my hands together and then jumping out of bed.) The dogs followed me into the kitchen, so I could drink my first cup of coffee.
But before getting to my coffee mug, I saw that Tony had left me a short, sweet note—"I've gone next door to work. Will be back soon. Love, Tony."
While I was listening to my music and enjoying my first cup of coffee I realized that I needed to hand wash Tony's and my white shirts, that we wear at work, because we are working tonight and we will need to wear them, again.
After washing our "work" shirts, in the kitchen sink, I hung them out on the solar dryer to dry. A little while later, it was looking like it might rain, so thinking fast, because I needed for our shirts to dry, I went and got my small, but powerful, little hand drill, some screws and my step stool.
And just as I was about to climb up my step stool, on the front porch, Tony drove up and asked me what I was doing. "I'm fixin' to put in some screws, up here, so I can hang our shirts on them so our shirts will dry." Then Tony asked me where I wanted the screws and then he put them in for me.