Clyde’s knee is hurting less and less while our grass looks like it needs a baler. He doesn’t want me to do it. Not sure why. I think I could get it done but he would rather hire someone until his knee is better.
He called me this morning to see if his lunch was still in the fridge. It was. Then he mentioned the tree guys are coming today to chop down some trees.
He also mentioned he was getting someone to mow the lawn. I said good, it’s scary out there. He laughed and said maybe Big Foot is lurking behind the grass.
I think I saw him! Yikes!
Saw a cute Big Foot t-shirt on Pinterest. Big Foot doesn’t believe in you, either.