I started my “trial week” at a new gym. My old gym had old beat-up equipment. You didn’t adjust anything. This new place has machines with all sort of adjustments. The work out is harder and I’m still figuring it out. Some equipment I hang onto for dear life while the 20-something next to me is texting on her phone without holding on to anything. I’ll get there if I don’t get flung into a wall.
Mice update – I (Morgan says “we”) caught another one this week. She sniffs them out and I catch. We are a team. This time Gracie was all into it. Current tally – Morgan 2 (killed), Kate 4 (rehomed), mousetrap 0. Our home has gotten a 5 star rating in the mouse version of a travel guide. Got to find it and burn it.
Saying goodbye to summer – I’m talking fresh produce here not the weather (although I’ve been known to whine about that too). Our tomatoes are slowing down. We are down to a dozen cherry tomatoes and one or two small ones every three days. Anyone who grows cherry tomatoes knows that they don’t all make it to the house. Warmed by the sun and so sweet, I can’t help myself. The last of the peaches are out too. I did buy my first local apple.
Breaking news! The beloved husband caught a mouse in the mousetrap overnight. So Morgan 2, Kate 4, mousetrap 1. Maybe we should move.
Sending my thoughts and prayers to everyone in the path of the next round of hurricanes.