Well, Friday again.

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Today is Friday again. We're also expecting our new mower. I plan on trying to get it working and work on the yard, myself to the best of my ability. I told George, at first, we'd have someone come do it and then take over from there, but I don't think we can afford to really wait for someone to get back to us. I don't want to make a pest of myself, either. George wants me to reach out to his friend again, but seems to have forgotten about it already. He also said, hello' three times this morning and I said Hello back. He is 66 post stroke. I can forgive it. When it matters he's as sharp as ever, and the three times, could simply be because he didn't hear me because I didn't shout it back accross the house. He's already listening to his t.v. And, our house is small, but not THAT small.