Tuesday and Possible Mowing

 Leslie has told me that the man who will be mowing for me now may be mowing today. It was a week ago that he first mowed for me. I have her check to pay for his mowing. I hope I don't miss him. I am planning on eating at Eggbert's here in Caney at noon. Keith left me money as a gift card to pay for my lunches for awhile. I slept well for awhile but was up earlier then usual.The furnace is not heating well for some reason.. I was cold much of the night even with extra covers.

I haven't seen any cats yet this morning. I have checked twice.

I did catch "the weather on the 8's" and here it is: Today is to be 87 degrees and partly cloudy, tomorrow is to be 89 degrees and sunny, Thursday is to be  90 degrees and sunny, Friday is to be 94 degrees and mostly sunny,  Saturday is to be 95 degrees and partly cloudy, Sunday is to be 94 degrees and mostly sunny, and Monday is to be 94 degrees and mostly sunny, Sounds fair..no rain forecast! That's the week.

Now I will check on the cats again.

Sure enough! Blackie was out there and also Blondie . I fed them both and then Whitey came and I fed him too.

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I was going to mow the front yard but Leslie threatened to come get the mower so I decided to clean the apartment instead. It is cleaned now.and the sweeper is charging. I also swept out the garage and put away the box the cats sometime slept in when it was cold out.

I will go to Eggbert's for lunch. Keith gave me a nice Eggbert's gift card when he and Esther were here. I have used it once. This will be the second time.... since I was at camp last week.

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I went to visit my niece, Denise, today. She has breast cancer but is handling it as well as possible under the circumstances. She has some symptoms but is handling the symptoms as well as possible. There are several people in the trailer park where she lives who have had cancer and they are a good support group.  I had a very good visit with her. We sat in my car with the windows down. That's what she wanted. She is a couple of years younger then my daughter, Leslie.

When I got home, little Blackie was at the front door wanting some more food. So I fed him again.

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