We participated in the general strike today, loosely. No shopping, but we did run an errand and also had a previously scheduled home project completed.
Basement work for today first: Completed getting the area around the workbench and old shelves vacuumed. Started the process to uncover what tools we have, what we should retain, etc. The sorting has just begun. 4 claw hammers?! Every time I ask Carl about an unidentified tool he suggests,”I think a contractor left it here.” ??? Well maybe a few. And I have found many items not used in years. Spark plug cleaner anyone?

A regular blood test for Carl was the errand of the day. The folks at the lab are pretty nice, and today we got to talk about how to modify his meds prior to a minor upcoming operation. Also chatted about alcohol consumption on Super Bowl Sunday, a few days before said operation.
The work on the house today was on the gutters. One of the high gutters had started to pull away from the house. It’s hard to see, but our neighbor had alerted us. It’s beyond the reach of our ladders as well, and maybe I shouldn’t be climbing that high anymore.

It was hard to find a contractor or person to just do this small repair, so we found a local place that would clean all the gutters and do minor repairs as well. Of course, when the scheduled day arrives it was raining, but that helped show the problem gutter because water was pouring over the wrong end of the gutter.
Two workers arrived mid-morning and proceeded to start cleaning. I showed one of them the problem gutter, and he took care of that first. I haven’t been able to fully verify the fix, but I choose to be positive.


The two workers are not native English speakers and used translators on their telephone to communicate when it was important. I chose not to try using my limited Spanish. I wonder what type of identification they feel compelled to carry these days?