Make-Up Cheques and Getting Out.

 Our Location today is Windsor, Ontario.

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It seems only natural that when you experience multiple nights in a row where sleep is something you dream for, that the next time you do sleep soundly, you will also sleep in. Of course, that was for both of us, even though Kathy said that I had a restless night. (I don’t remember it that way.)

Breakfast was again simple and lite, then we took our Coffees to the Computers. Some of the RV Bloggers that are making their way home are making short work of the process, while others are taking their time. Some of the pictures being published are stark reminders of roads we’ve personally driven on ourselves and hoping to do again.

When it came time for lunch, having Chicken Noodle Soup was more than satisfying.

Once the dishes were cleaned up Kathy brought the Trash down to the cute, before writing some Make-up Cheques. Since the New Management Company has been doing lots of upgrades to the building since taking over and the Bylaw allows them to raise our Rent above what we are already paying.

While she did that, I took the Recycle down to the Bins outside. Of course, it was Raining at that time.

I barely got in the Apartment when Kathy went down to the Office, to hand in the Cheques. At least no-one can say we didn’t get out today.

I tried something different for supper and ended up with Three Frying Pans on the stove. We shared a Grilled Italian Sausage, Sauteed Potato Slices, Sauteed Asparagus and Brisk Iced Tea as a beverage.

The 6 o’clock Local News like other Medias was warning people who plan to watch the Eclipse next Monday, about wearing Proper Protective Eyewear. We are also told the Cold Temperatures are moving on, but don’t be surprised if we see Flurries. It is only the beginning of April.

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Be Safe and Enjoy!

It’s about time.

Krackers

Words of Inspiration

In my sex fantasy, nobody ever loves me for my mind.

Nora Ephron, Journalist