Spring Fever
Yesterday I had a case of spring fever (sometimes called cabin fever). Not the elevated temperature type, but the type inspired by a pretty day where you just can’t sit still!
The day started out sunny and clear and mild, as opposed to the normal for this time of year where it is sunny and humid and hot. So, I left the computer to do a few things that had been waiting for a nice day … like getting that limb out of the yard from the previous weekend’s storms and talking to one neighbor who is worried about being laid off his job while my other neighbor fired up his lawnmower and tamed the jungle my grass had become.
My neighbor facing possible layoffs has already had his hours cut, so I mentioned pizza delivery to him and explained how we drivers get paid along with some driving tips to increase his gas mileage.
Once my son got home from school, it was off shopping. The teenager needed clothing, rather a costume for a school project, so it seemed to be a good time to start his $20 per month clothing budget. I took him first to the Goodwill, then to Wal-Mart, where he also bought his groceries.
By the time we got out of Wal-Mart, the storm clouds had rolled in, and the storms started just as I was going to bed last night. They are still here, all dark and grey and rumbly with thunder. About the only good thing about the timing is I work tonight, and bad weather usually means above-average tips.
Hopefully this series of storms will be mild enough to not bring down any more branches and limbs. I am beginning to wonder just how many the old tree in my yard has that can come down! One extremely large one hit the house last fall, scaring hubby and me and tearing off part of the guttering. Then the one the other weekend landed right on the cable co-ax, tearing it out from the side of the house. Hubby was wondering over the weekend how much it would cost to have that tree taken down professionally, since it seems to be half-dead anyway.
I’ve heard having an older tree taken down professionally can run as much as a couple thousand dollars, especially one that is close to the house, so I think it may have to wait until we have enough saved for both my son’s tuition and my tuition.
Meanwhile, gas prices have jumped 9 cents a gallon in 24 hours. I could kick myself for not filling up two days ago when I spotted $3.48 a gallon. To be fair, we were driving hubby’s truck at that time, and it didn’t make sense to me to go get the Pizza Taxi just to fill it up. Next time I will!
Have a happy Wednesday, folks. The week is half over!