51F and wet. Better than 42F I guess. It would be nice to have everything really dry out though.
Yesterday’s rat corpse hunt ate up all my time. Had to be done, but the list pushed back. Now we are on the downward slope to the end of the year. Just a couple of weeks left in ’18. Here I am, living in the future, and bitching about it. It still seems weird to sign and date with a 20xx, which shows how unimaginative and inflexible I am, I guess. So much left to do….