Stayed in bed till about 10, it was a decent night's sleep, aided by the BT speaker in the bedroom cranking out music from the new Echo Dot. It has a free TuneIn radio app, which is one of the apps I routinely test at work. It found me a new station which I enjoy a lot: Irish Pub Radio. That link is their web site, this link is the TuneIn live stream. At work my favorite station in Fung Fung Fung, a Thai pop music channel, which really ought to be spelled Fahng Fahng Fahng, (in Thai ฟังฟังฟัง) which means "listen listen listen"). It tends to get loud, especially the commercials. And there is a lot of rap embedded in Thai pop songs.
I am enjoying the BT speakers, even though only one can connect at a time to the dot. They are portable, and water-resistant and play for 8 hours on a charge, so I can listen in the bedroom, take it into the bathroom & shower, then tell dot to connect to the one in the kitchen. Or just carry it in there with me. The is one snafu - the two speakers have the same BT name, not changeable, so the dot gets confused (and so do I) which one I want to connect to. So I have the larger version on order, which should have a different BT name.
Hgl was a tad high, but within range, so I shot up the full 150 units.
Lou came over wanting me to go over his lease, but I don't have time for that. I'm not going to play lawyer for anyone except myself. And I was on my way to the loo when Lou rang the bell.
After said pit stop, I put on shoes, grabbed the tiller, and attacked the center of the front garden where I was going to put the new shrubs. It was amazing. Even though it only bites about 4" deep, it very quickly chopped up the dirt and grabbed any loose dead branches. Made it very easy to create a clean space where I wanted it. Also, with the area cleared, it revealed that four plants I thought had died were alive. Lilacs, I think. The Bee's Friend and poppies had covered and choked them, but they still have some green leaves.
Off to Lowe's, found exactly the barrow/cart I was looking for, on sale for $40. And I also picked up a pair of small Philodendron Cordatums to replace the two plants hanging in the bay windows which did not look to be thriving.
Home, shoveled compost into the barrow, grabbed the rake, shovel and tiller and went up front. Raked and bagged the loose stuff, dumped the compost and raked/shoveled it somewhat evenly across the center 1/3rd of the garden. Dug the first hole, ran into hard clay way too soon, but the tiller broke that up with some effort and a lot of shoveling. Planted the first Golden E, it was plenty deep and there was more than enough dirt to pack it in place.
That was exhausting, so inside for a breather. Back outside, repeat the process, and then put the tools in the shed, take another breather and decided to finish later when it wasn't 80° outside.
Read some of the second Hugo nominated novel, the sequel to Three Body. This time the translation is better, and maybe the basic story as well.
Drove to MV, one of the Starbucks we used to hang at a lot, but then it was torn apart and remodeled and the Blockbuster next door which had been a main source of foot traffic closed. Panera took that space, so business is back up again. Some Friends of Spandex contestants to look at before Janice arrived.
Home, grabbed the tools and planted the two star jasmine shrubs. They are probably too close together, and the second one is too close to the lilacs, but jasmine can be trained, so I'll deal with that later.
Watered everything, jet sprayed the loose dirt down the storm drain.
Uploaded the second set of photo shoot pix, nuked the duplicates and made an album. Updated the links in my previous post.
"Part 1 - Neon"
Part 2 - Steampunk
Dinner was herb roasted chicken and the last of the cookies & cream Lactaid ice cream. And some halvah chaser. Watched the news until it was clear it was last night's.
So much blather about "I am London" and similar crap. As far as I am concerned, when there's a terrorist strike on London Bridge, and then the country is on high alert from the Manchester bombing, there is no excuse for police to be 8 minutes away from London Bridge when a repeat attack occurs. And no excuse for killing the terrorists, especially when they are armed with only knives and you're wearing bullet proof flack jackets and allegedly are trained in hand to hand combat. So much lost intelligence (in more ways than one).
Meanwhile my UK cousins are more concerned about their PM starting a nuclear war - in a time when there is no PM because she dissolved parliament prior to elections. If you think the US has a stupid legislative system, I give you the UK.
Took out the garbage, put some things in the car to put into boxes tomorrow for the work move. Books and my Microsoft "ship it" award.
Still need to flatten some boxes and put them out for recycling.
Plans for tomorrow:
Work - start in the big building in case the movers have the boxes/labels ready.
If not, end the day there.
Home, walk to the community center for The Meeting.