I had to get up early this morning for my Catapult Clinic appointment. The first couple doors I tried were blocked, so I had to walk all the way around to the front like some kind of commoner peasant. The checkup went well compared to the last time when they thought I was dying. After the video conference with the nurse, I went back downstairs to make another round of flash drives for Brody’s new laptops. Then I headed up to Summer’s before she had to go to work.
While I was there, I managed to get her gas mower running again. I think I just had to burn off some bad gas at the bottom of the tank by tilting the mower all the way back with the handle on the ground. After running it for a few minutes, it seemed to work itself out and I think the girls will be able to use it again.
Eventually I made it back home where I could poke around the house. I threw away some old packaging that matters less to me now than it did before. I’ll have to do a bunch more of that. Summer came over when she got off work and we ate the leftovers I brought from her house. She watched TV as I continued sporadically picking up around the house until bedtime.
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