I'd been up about 3 hours, Rita had trouble sleeping last night, almost went downstairs and rolled out my bedroll because the couch sucks. She bought it with out laying on it, nice to sit on but sucks to sleep on.

Planting the roses that have accumulated on the porch, won't finish before dark, sitting and digging with a trowel is slow, but it's better than having an angina attack and having to take nitro, damn stuff gives you a headache like working with double base powder, bet no one ever had a heart attack doing that.

Came in to get a knife since I have sweats on.
