Monday, September 12, 2011

So Close

You know what I'm chasing down, don't you? I'm close, so very, very close that it's practically maddening.

But let's not discuss it. I'm so sick and tired of it that I totally don't want to talk about it. Vito always said that was the best "sign" and once I'd hit the I-can't-stand-this wall I was closing in on the elusive, best two writing words.

Anyhow, this afternoon I plan to do some mowing. No one talks about it, but after a huge round of water and flooding there are unsavory remnants of the storm. First, huge, thick grass. And--dare I say it?--snakes. That's right. Snakes. Big ones that come with the water flooding the land. BLECH!! So I'm hoping the thick grass is dry enough to mow it close, which I'm hoping will keep the snakes out of our yard. The houses near the creek really are having issues with them. Up here, not so much, but I'm not taking any chances.

What about you? What's on your agenda for this lovely Monday morning? Whatever you're doing, I hope you have a peaceful day.


Dru said...

I'm so happy that you are thatclose.

Don't like snakes, at all, well except for behind an enclosed place in the zoo.

I don't have a lot of time today but I need to get my new glasses and do some running around.

Shearer's Girl said...

Take care with those snakes. I'm washing yarns I dyed over the weekend and trying to tidy my fibre stash.

Anonymous said...

Good news! Great that you're so close.

Ugh, snakes. Don't like those one bit.

I'm off to the library to find something for the kiddos.

Sue W.

Maria Zannini said...

Nothing makes me mow faster than seeing a snake.

Hope they skiddadle soon.

Melissa McClone said...

Good luck!