Seven Five Nineteen

A TRIPLE Prime day with three (3) Prime numbers is not nearly as rare as last year but still cause and worthy of celebrating. Another partly nice, partly crumby day and still trying to formulate some kind of plan.

Up on the list is protesting the 2019 property appraisal. Butting heads with the ‘system’ and the zipper-headed butt heads is about as pointless as things get. The iota or modicum of satisfaction will only be short lived until they fleece again next year. This simply cannot go on.

Elsewhere and otherwise, work on and complete projects for the rescheduled show and trip to Houston.

Yesterday I scored more corks to complete the one (1) additional cork board that was inexplicably short a frame board. The board in question was not missing at all but was standing on its end and turned with the slot not visible so when it fell and was righted, ‘eureka’. I cut the frame from the board and attached it to the last remaining base and now only need to place and glue the corks. I am thinking making this into ‘puzzle’ and putting it together in lieu television with the grandies Friday night after supper and before baths and bed time. Should be interesting.

OK.

Got to go.

More next time if you’re lucky.