Today it was in the nineties, and working outside was an effort. Nevertheless, Earl and our handyman spent most of the afternoon asphalting our circular driveway. This wasn’t on my top ten things to do around the house, but it was definitely on Earl’s. And I must say the driveway looks very nice.
With the exception of the bumps caused by the aging, spreading roots of our maple tree. The tree sits midway on the circle and is most majestic in my opinion. I’m so glad Earl has never said he wanted to cut down the tree so that the driveway would look even better. I’d much rather have a beautiful tree and a less-than-perfect, although recently asphalted, driveway than the other way around.
Earl and I had planned to attend a classic car show tonight, and I’m sure he looked forward to it all week. However, after spending half the day in the broiling sun he announced that he didn’t want to be outside anymore. The car show was scrubbed. I certainly understood.
So we’re languishing in air conditioning, which is fine with me because I’m not a devotee of classic car shows anyway. In addition, I’m sitting here thinking I lucked out. I didn’t have to work on the driveway or visit the car show. It’s great to be me.
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