Howdy, Y'all. It's a beautiful day in the foothills.
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The sun came up, and the birds are singin' outside. That's outside.
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Inside...I'll pour us both a stout cup of coffee. We're gonna to need it, see. In another room there's a deed that must be done.
History: The last time this
event was attempted; we got nowhere. This time there's hope. We began last evening: Emptyin' the master bedroom closet of clutter. YEOW! Get out! Well, anyways, that part is in two trash bags, coverin' half the guest room and part of my bedroom floor. And I don't use the word 'coverin' lightly, either. Purgin' accomplished. Today, my mission, should I choose to accept it, is to paint said closet. I'm determined, I'm armed, and I'm goin' in. Well, I've dallied long enough. It's time.
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Tweet, tweet, these cool clocks are at a Cracker Barrel Old Country Store near you, hopefully. That's where I got mine, anyways. See you next week, Lord willin'.