Chilly morning.

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I went outside to do a bit, but not for long.  In shorts and bare of foot, I hied back in fairly quickly.  It isn't a terrible chill, I just didn't want to mess with it.  My thermometer suggested it was 48 or 46.  Really?  The news says it is 53.  I am wondering if they have abandoned more local reporting and are simply going by the nearest larger town, Logan in this case.  The number are different though, from time to time.  Then again that may just be cya ops, where they switch a number from time to time in case anyone is noticing.  Too chilly to work out there though.  The 50's and 60's are about perfect, since I don't want to wear pants in the garden.

My friend called yesterday, I see.  I did not get the call.  The phone was left in my bedroom when I woke and I could think of no reason to have it with me.  Or... something.  He won't be awake for two to three more hours and I will give him a bit of time to wake before calling him.  Hmm, but I might phone my mother after finishing this.  Like her and her mother, we didn't get along when we were younger.  Time fixes much.  I only wish, I suppose, that she had the time with her mother that I have had with her.  If nothing else I hope she has found some peace with it all.

Yeah, well, not much done last night.  Oh well.  As it warms up, say in a couple of hours, I might just work on that system.  I'm almost not sure it is worth putting in to have to take out in just a few months at the most?  I am not certain the pressure fittings can be taken off, whether if so they can be reused.  Perhaps there is a tool for that?  Hmm, I could do a bit of research after calling, or trying to call, my mom.  Yes, yes, that would take one of the ghosts regarding the project out of my mind.  Those things can become road blocks, if I can't always identify them...  I just know I don't like something about what I am thinking about doing...  This one is pegged, now to drop it.

Have a splendid day.  Later.