I decided to do some more work on the control panel this morning. Before I could Lee texted me. He wanted to come over and pay for the ammo. I said sure. We had a short talk and then he needed to go to an appointment. He wants to go shooting again. I said any time.
I took the panel enclosure out to the garage and drilled the two holes for the power switches. Then I got distracted fixing the latch on the well house. For some reason it keeps coming unlatched when there's a storm. The door was completely open when we got back last fall. So I re-positioned the latch so that the door puts pressure on it to hold it secure.
While I was doing that Ellen was shortening my pants. I think she did two sweat pants and three regular pants. That should keep me in pants for years. When I came back in I surfed and talked until she was finished.
We went out for the post office an lunch. We had lunch at the Oak Hill breakfast place. I like it. It's an old style diner. My breaclet was at the post office. I'm glad to get it back.
When we got home I had a severe case of lack of ambition. I was going to clean the gutters, but I just didn't want to. So I surfed part of the rest of the afternoon away. Ellen stated watching Boston Legal, so I did too. In the evening she played games and I watched westerns.
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