Tuesday, May 12, 2026   

     It is a job that needs to be done.  Dragging the bins to the street Monday afternoon for Tuesday pickups. My roommate has taken on this job and I watch, feeling like I am not helping enough. This time I pull two of the bins to the street balancing my cane on the lids. It is a slow process but I can do it. The third yard waste bin is beyond my ability.

     The gophers may be winning the race to eat the new potatoes. My roommate farmer is fighting the good battle. Those pesky gophers, mostly hidden from sight never seem to give up. Our next potato patch will be protected.

     My mail in ballot is sitting by my recliner.  Almost time to vote. I am holding out for more information about the front runners. I am not sure what information will sway me this time. I am open to surprise.

     I watch several episodes of THE OTHER SISTER on apple+. I keep watching but I am not sure I like it. I eat half a box of candy that leaves me sugar stunned.  What am I thinking. The sweetness is so compelling and devastating to my body. Earlier I am reading the latest book in the slow horses series, CLOWN TOWN by Mick Herron. Hard to figure out the plot when my body is struggling with all that candy.