It started with the garage. It always starts with the garage and then..... it sort of.... You Know. At least I want to sort through all my clothes and get rid of the old, worn and undesirable. Get the clutter and excess material out of my life.
And then I had to switch into weekend sales mode. I staked out a familiar corner today preparing for the big flower holiday on Sunday. I had a good long ride yesterday and tomorrow I'll ride my bike out to our stand while my wife takes the car. It is ride to work month.
"How can you work sales all Sunday ignoring your mother?" you ask.
My mom and dad are leaving for Florida tomorrow. Why? Only they know for sure and they're not talking. Actually..... they are going to visit a cousin. It is the suddenness of the trip they don't have an explanation for.
I asked my mom if she wanted to see "Star Trek" together. I'm hearing good things about it.
She said "No." and I should have left it at that because I asked again and she said "Maybe."
Now we'll have to wait til she gets back.
Next week is Iola. The first WORS race of the season. Visions of the course run through my head whenever I think about it. There is a new underground bike race starting in the U.P. Sounds like an adventure. The MTB Challenge had a mine leg. A race that I would consider worth the distance to participate in.
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