And so the day goes. Nurse Glenn only says to me about twice a day now "I'm taking a break outside." Which means, "hope you have everything you need, cause I DON'T HEAR YOU!" We've become a good nurse and a good patient, respectively.
When things are this quiet, little things bring big excitement.  Like a hole in the yard.  Thursday we decided to go out for a little drive.  When we got home, there were 4 people from the city in our yard.  Glenn  had called the Engineering Department about the hole.  Apparently, football and unexplained holes hold equal fascination for men.  I took this photo from the car; if you look behind the mailbox, you'll see 5 guys peering into the center of the earth.  I've decided that's what the hole is:  a start on getting to earth's core.  None of the 4 guys from the city knew what the hole was.  They suggested it might be an old cistern or an original drain that routed rain water to the ravine across the street.  These ideas are less exciting than the ones I got from you readers:  a hole that Glenn is preparing to dump me in or a direct route to Wonderland where I could meet the Mad Hatter!  What the city people were very clear about was it's not Worthington's problem and don't mess it up and create more problems that you'll be responsible for!
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