The Productivity of Our City

I kept dawdling last night and stayed up super late, but then got up pretty early this morning. I made some French press just as Summer was getting around, and fortunately I made enough for the both of us. She wanted to mow the lawn and be productive for the day, and I was fairly ready for it in spite of being kind of tired all day from the lack of sleep. She had to go to work for a bit, so I had my shower and then rode to the Neighborhood Market to get some milk and eggs for her and Eaddie so they could make a tres leches cake.

Not long after that, I met my parents’ at the old house to move some things out to the curb. We decided we didn’t want Eaddie’s old twin bed frame, and I finally got rid of the old love seat that I got from Chelane’s grandmother or whoever, years ago. I loaded up some potting soil I had in the garage, and my parents poked around Bác Vân’s garden a bit. I hated to see that Doug cut down the big fig tree. Maybe he was worried about the roots being close to the house, but he left anyway.

I headed back to the house and unloaded while Summer mowed the lawn. I hadn’t eaten anything all day, so I ran to Arby’s for a weekly free sandwich. I ate at home, and then I went out to clean up the grass clippings for Summer. I got her on the Onewheel briefly, but she had a death grip on me. Then we took the Shadow around the block for some gas before coming home to look around the yard a bit and try to make plans and get ideas. We cleaned up some branches and thought we’d have a little fire outside since it was cold, but the fire pit was rusted out.

We went to the old house to get the fire pit from there instead. The cover I had over it was all torn up, so I threw it away and we’ll have to go back for the chairs later. I tinkered around outside a bit more while Summer took a shower. Eaddie had been out for most of the day, I think at some band practice. I never know any more. In the end, we never had a fire. When Eaddie got home, they watched Hannah Montana: The Movie for some reason. I guess they had history.

Tomorrow will be a cold ride to work, so it’s off to bed early.

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