Adventures in freakdom.

The Smallville house is ours. Closing was at 8:00 this morning, was pain-free, and took about forty-five minutes.
Next up, another thing at 1:00 that I can’t tell you about yet.
At 4:30, a roof guy is meeting us at the new house to discuss shingling a small section of roofing on the back of the house that currently isn’t shingled.
Then at five, the best thing about the week: delivery of the new tractor. I have such plans for that thing. The lawn is sprayed to show me where water, cable, etc are, and I think I’m going to try out that post hole digger this afternoon.
Let us hope I don’t introduce myself to the neighbors by killing their phones, water, cable, or electricity.
That’s all I have to say today. I’m too busy riding on my high. So, if you have questions for me, now’s a good time to ask in the comments. I’m probably in a good enough mood to answer more than I normally would.
Except about my vehicle.
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