A few days ago, while taking the dogs out, I noticed a couple of tubs of stuff left behind by Roger were teetering. As I actually had a day off, I cleaned those bins out. It’s amazing what people will pack, and how they’ll pack it when they’re in a rush. A musical recorder/flute case without a recorder. Two crock pots amongst clothes, as well as camping gear. The mind boggles.
Mom was able to come home for Thanksgiving dinner tonight. Once I get her back, I’m planning on doing a little work on some minis I bought a couple of months ago, and that’s my night. No work tomorrow (so far), so I’ll spend most of the day with the framily.
That’s all for now. Later.