Whenever I would tell people how many animals we have they would always make some crack like “Old Lorenzo had a farm”. Then I would say no, a farm produces a product. What we have is more like a shelter.
Is there a man among ye? Apparently not!
Bad things are happening to squirrels around here, and somebody is responsible.
My grand plans of zipping through the lawn work and having a productive day are shot to hell.
We filled out our ballots and I drove them to a drop box.
You never appreciate the gift of walking until you lose it.
Not having insurance can make being your own doctor a rough experience.
Using apps to order food sometimes works well but unseen real world problems can pop up and the time you thought you were saving is wasted.
More details of my mundane life.