Flying under the boss's radar..........

All that resting and recuperation came to a screeching halt today, when Loyce went over and picked up the grandkids this morning about mid way into the day.  They were only back here for about an hour before they packed up and headed for the housing association swimming pool.

But that's when my conscious kept yelling at me to get back on correcting that tax return.  But of course when I started back on the computer program that does the taxes, the computer went into an elaborate update of its entire operating system.  Thus hogging all the processor time, making everything else run like it had glue in it.  On top of that it required that it be rebooted three times.

By now it was 2 in the afternoon so I gave up and went for a Wendy's on the bike I call pepper.  After that it was over to Wal Mart where I purchased a fairly large paper shredder...   Waste basket and all....  I had to go into the auto isle looking for bungee cords to fasten it to the rear portion of the scooter seat.

Why do I do these things? The car was sitting right there when I left and it would have carried a dozen of these machines home in great style.  But anyway, my shredder and myself shared the seat all the way back home.  I came in with my helmet on and the shredder in its box in my arms.  Loyce looked at me like I had lost it...

So for the rest of the afternoon, I spent the time merrily shredding the stack of old pages out of the now wrong tax return.  That is until the grandkids went home and Loyce decided that it was now time to mow the yard.  But dear its only been a week!  Ten days she responded............  Oh, really..

Well at least we're all cleaned up around here now and I can sneak off in the morning on the scooter and go to one of those old folks motorcycle luncheons.  I didn't have the nerve to bring it up tonight.....

Lets see what tomorrow brings.......

Retired Rod