All the lakes, rivers, and canals around here are closed. Why? Too much water. Yes, the waterways have too much water in them, which is odd because I thought all the water was coming up in my basement and being pumped out to my sump pond (and from there over to the cornfield, which is more like a corn swamp at the moment; if things don’t dry out soon, the poor cows down the street are gonna go hungry this year). Yesterday was, I believe, the 19th day in a row with at least a trace of rain (and it was sunny yesterday). We’re hoping that streak will end today (“only” a 20% chance of some sort of rain), because we all (“we” being me and the sump pumps) need a break. Not that things are anywhere near as bad here as they are in the South or the Midwest or Texas or whatever, but we’re not really used to all this shitty weather, because God doesn’t hate us. It’s just unfortunate that we’re getting caught in the crossfire of His desire to punish these other places. I guess the veil of protection is more like a leaky shower curtain.

Whatever the weather, at least today is Friday. There are a lot of things on the list for the weekend, none of which involve Mother’s Day. There may not be a lot of advantages to being an orphan, but at least I’m off the hook for the Hallmark® holidays. My #1 priority will be to finish my fencing, which will double the running around area for the dogs. And as anybody who’s still here after all these years knows, at my house, it’s all about the dogs. In fact, they’re the whole reason I moved out here in the first place.

I don’t have much fence left to go, but I do need to get one more 8 foot gate (and, as luck would have it, gates are among the items on sale at Tractor Supply this week). I should go get that after work tonight, but it’s pretty tough to get me back out once I’m home from work, so I may just have to wait ’til tomorrow. I need some diesel (there’s another fifty bucks; maybe I should hold out, as I hear that prices are gonna drop 🙄 ), too, and I should probably paint a ’44’ on the Kubota in honor of Floyd Little’s return to Syracuse.

Oh, there’s a mighty long list of shit to do this weekend. But first, I’ve gotta get Friday over with.