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Yoga yesterday at 10:00, and my friend Stan came along; he is getting serious as he bought a monthly pass which is cool. He's a retired golf professional so I am sure this is something that he hopes will help his game. No doubt it will. On our way, we dropped off my car at the garage, to check out a leak, get an oil change. Yoga was good, my legs still sore from doing some of the stretches. When I got home, Evie was ready with towels and a shop vac, so we drove over to the McClures house in Mayville, to mop up some water on their wooden floors from a leak. We were happy to see there was not a flood, just a soaked rug, a wet floor. So we moved the furniture, took the rug out side, and dried the floor with towels, then turned on a couple of fans. That seemed like enough and we did not see any other drips or leaks while we were there.
Afterwards, we stopped at the Lighthouse for a sub sandwich for lunch and picked up some ground chuck for dinner, a meat loaf. We watched some John Stewart during lunch, catching up on some of the shows we missed while binging on House of Cards. The rest of the afternoon I spent watching basketball games on some TV and reading, but Evie had to run out to pick up a prescription in the middle of the afternoon, ruining her relaxing afternoon. It was a strange afternoon, as I was at sixes and sevens, wanting to do something but I did not know what.
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