The first day of December. Christmas, New Year’s and a bunch of birthdays. Also the end of 2020, thank God. Let’s hope 2021 is better but there’s no guarantee to that. In fact, it could be worse. I know, bite your tongue. All we can do is take it one day at a time and keep plugging along.
Yesterday I had a good morning bird hunting. Shot about 15 pheasants in total. Lots of birds. I was so tired when I made it home that everything hurt. I slept until about 5:30 this morning. My truck made it to Denver at a cost of $455. Nice. Hopefully they’ll figure it out today and then I just need to figure out how to get down there to get it. Lori is in Vail today and Frisco tomorrow. Jag has lots of finals coming up and so does Ty. I too have a lot of work.
Haven’t even thought about Christmas shopping or anything of that sort. Not sure when we’ll get to that. Special thanks to Tom for running up to the tire shop and getting Lori’s four tires until I can get my truck and pick them up. Super pissed off about my truck. Shouldn’t happen with new cars nowadays.
Dogs are in and fed. Hope my truck is done today. Not sure how to get down there to pick it up. I’ll figure it out, GB.