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What to write about today that's the question it sounds like something out of Shakespeare, I'm not saying that I'm any where as good as him, ha,ha.Well yesterday a sort of normal day with the car starting and my wife going to work, my only job I thought was to prepare lunch, breast of chicken marinated in a hot sauce and runner beans(from the garden) cooked and then tossed in a garlic butter sauce with a side saled of fresh cucumbers, oops now I'm feeling hungry. Once I had prepared that it was a case of doing nothing until my wife and daughter came home from work or so I thought. The sun was shining and fairly warm, in the high twenties and unexpectedly the man who cuts the wood arrived in his tractor, for me it's easier to pay someone to do it than do it myself as I once did, while he and his helper were cutting the wood I was stacking it in a nice pile which would make it easier for me to use a wheelbarrow to move it into the garage where we stored the wood for winter, there's no way that I'll be able to do it all in one day so slowly but shourly. As by the time it was time to make dinner I had finished and went inside hoping that everything was ok with the car and as my wife arrived home she told me that the mechanic had said that the new battery hadn't been delivered so it should be today. After lunch I borrowed the car and went to get money to pay the last of this months bills and have enough to pay the man for cutting the wood. After all that had been done it was inside as the battle against the mosquitos was still ongoing, the mosquitos had won the first round and if you were outside in the early evening they attacked with full force, their army seemed to have reinforcements and the airplane that sprayed them with insecticide hadn't worked as well as expected, which every year it's just the same, just a waste of time and money, and as usual it's back to the buzzing sound in your ear as you try to get to sleep, so it's back to normal as far as the war with the mosquitos goes. Well it's a Happy 4th of July to all Americans hope you all have a great day, it's time to make coffee for my wife and myself so if you enjoyed todays blog then like, follow and share. Thank you. 

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