Hubby is trying

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Hubby and I have worked at one project or another for close to forty four years. This morning he reminded me that I'd had the goal of walking Rufus around the block early. I sure didn't feel like it but all three of us got around the block. Later in the morning hubby went out into one of our back rooms and ground wheat into flour- he hasn't used that machine in months. I put a cup of that wheat flour into the single loaf of yeasty bread that I made this morning. Later he checked on the baking bread and took it out of the oven at the correct time while I mowed the front street side patch of grass. The real fun today arrived after I ran into an ad and answered it YES. A lady is again selling 25 bare root strawberry plants for a measley ten dollars. I told her I'd be at her house tomorrow morning. This afternoon hubby helped me get the three cubic foot bag of dirt over to the garden area that had been tilled. It was falling into a weed patch so I hoed all that green stuff to the side and hubby helped me dump the dirt into the trench. Tomorrow we will plant. For now I wonder what we're doing for an evening meal and yawn. Hubby listens to a James Bond novel. Yawn and oh lordy. Don't ask me to move very fast. Not happening at this point.