It got really hot again, but it can’t fool me, or keep me down.  I’m on to you, MO.

I stayed over Sat. night through Sunday, so Avdi could go out.  Once I finally did get to sleep, I actually mostly stayed asleep, which is unusual.  Probably due to feeling more at home there.  I’m learning how to chill out and be a fixture, at last.  I can even ignore S and his mishegoss, for the most part.  E is very skilled at diffusing potential volatile situations.

In garden news, I sowed a row of “salad”, did more cleanup, and harvested tomatoes.  I’ll just keep working my way down the garden, doing same, until it’s a whole new fall/winter garden.  The actual goal is to use up all the old seeds from yesteryears, and start over fresh.  Kind of like one of my metaphors.

I even overcame some of my mechanical phobia, and did much-overdue fixit stuff in the downstairs bathroom.  Maybe some jerry-rigging was involved.  But once again we have a functional TP holder, towel rack, and wall hooks.  Also, the toilet seat no longer tries to fall off.  Skibidi.  I feel so useful.

In case you think I’m just a boring, uninformed old grandma, I’m back to following the latest political news and commentary, since there now seems to be some hope for us again.  I never get complacent, but it’s energizing to not feel despair every day.  Instead of a deranged psycho fascist, we may have a chance at intelligent, sentient beings serving us actual people, and restoring some justice and human rights.  Harris/Walz!

Now back to boring grandma stuff.