I was bored inside and the wind had decreased so I went outside and grabbed a few tumbleweeds that had blown up against my driveway gate and crammed them into the burn barrel, it was still breezy enough that I opted not to burn them. Then decided I need to force myself to set up the tree so I dragged everything in from the shed. Took the head off the apple picker that the handle broke on last week. I had the notion that I might replace the handle but we don't have any handle that length laying around and the metal tines have never worked great. So I will burn the broken handle and the head goes into the metal scrap pile, which I should at least move from in front of the house. I should just run to the recycle place, they'd probably let me drop my bit of scrap iron/steel off even though it is not enough to weigh.
I should address several more cards and write short notes and the boss wants me to special process a dataset. He wanted it last week but I told him I could not get to it.
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