Lori and Jag’s covid tests came back negative which was no surprise to us. Meanwhile boxes of bedding and gear arrived for college. You have to take your own bedding. It was super smoky yesterday everywhere between here and Denver. Around 10am I learned my truck wouldn’t start as the battery or electrical system was dead. After 90 minutes a truck showed up to get it going and then I had to drive it straight to the dealer in Denver. The smoke from the tunnel to Georgetown was worse than up here. I think that’s coming from the fire over by Winter Park. We’re so over the fires. Enough so we’d welcome the snow.
Jag was washing the cars and didn’t know the dogs got out. Apparently they cornered an older couple and their little dog so the neighbor pulled them (the couple) into his garage. We’re lucky they didn’t call animal control. I think they were out for an hour terrorizing the neighborhood, super.
Robi sent Lori a nice text about Jag heading off to college. It was really appreciated.
Lori has an early Zoom call at work so she’s getting ready. Her old doc is screwing her out of her last paycheck of $4300. No surprise there. He’s apparently having a hard time these days as his last four cases have all had bad complications. Not good. I think he’s checked out and is not paying attention but rather just going through the motions. Too bad for the patients.
I too need to get moving as some guys from Denver are picking up our new bed in an hour and then at 10 another one is being delivered. Lori doesn’t like the one we just bought a month ago. Thankfully they have a 120 day free trial. Then Ty and I and maybe Jag are off to Denver, again, ugh.
Be well, be safe and God Bless.