Only
109 days left until pitchers and catchers report.
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In other news, what a miserable day it is outside. I had to go check my post office box anyway, so I made a quick side trip to Wal*Mart, where I acquired several kinds Halloween candy, an over the door coat rack, and a deep container for foot soaking. When I got back home, a road crew was out front disassembling what was left of the tree, and hauling it onto my front yard. I presume the wood chipper will show up sometime during the week when it is not raining Tasmanian Devils. I parked the truck upwind of the other tree, which I'm now getting worried about. A couple of sustained gusts came through and squashed down the branches and limbs so that it went from looking like a tree to looking momentarily like a giant toadstool. It's nasty out there.
The coat rack is already installed on the basement door, which means I can finally stop hanging my jacket on the wall phone in the hall. I suspect that will be the extent of my home improvement activities this weekend.
My foot went from bad to worse Thursday. Full-on fasciitis, along with ankle pain (probably arthritis) and top of the foot pain, so I'm going to try to stay off of it as much as possible today. I've tried soaking it, but the only things I had available were either too small for my size twelve, or too shallow to include my ankle in the warmth. The container I found is exactly the right size. In fact, I'm soaking in it right now, AIFG.