Life is good

There are days when I have nothing I have to do. Weeks when I only have housekeeping and volunteer work to do. But today is the exception.

Today I was supposed to go down and take my brother to lunch, but instead we are going to a surprise party for my nephew. This involves an hour's drive there and back as well as picking up my daughter who is going too.

The primary election is also today which means I had to go vote and I am driving my daughter to the polls on our way out of town.

It is my youngest son's birthday and I spent a considerable amount of time posting a collage of photos on social media because he doesn't want a birthday gift until he knows what he wants, or needs.

On top of these extra little tidbits, I have all my normal routines to wind up before I leave town. I usually walk late in the day, but I walked this morning. I made the bed, have clothes in the washer, dishes in the dishwasher, this thot to write, and then it's time to shower and get ready.

I swept up after the squirrel who does calisthenics on my bird feeder and makes a daily attempt, or three, to break into the seed jar. I have learned not to put it in plastic, because he chews through that. I also learned to wedge it under something so he can't pry the top off. I know not to leave any space for the squirrel to get behind it or he will push it out and take the top off. So . . . now I put it in a glass jar with a metal top and set it between the folding legs of a metal table and wedge that table next to a chair, so it cannot be tipped over. But I still have to sweep up because he climbs up my bird feeder pole and hangs from his toes to get the seeds.

These are the trivial trials and tribulations of today's everyday gramma.