34 degrees this morning, but quickly warmed to a sunny 63. And I'm worn out. I cooked my own breakfast, ate it, and did the dishes, then ran the vacuum throughout the house just as Margaret got up. I knew she'd be doing a little weekly house cleaning today. So then I worked on the yard. I have told you before; many times, I'm sure that I hate live oak trees. Any way, I did just a litttle edging with the string trimmer out front, then I got the mower out and mowed just a small strip between two driveways, then I blew everything off with the EGO blower, before I started raking up little acorns. I put out 3 bags of them that together should be close to 100 pounds. Each bag is heavy enough that the garbage men may cuss me, but they'll take them This was the third (and I hope last) go round with that for the year.
So I finished by getting a shower and doing a load of laundry.