Sometimes you just can't help feeling thoroughly bored. It is Sunday morning and Ted and I have wreaked havoc on our stomachs with too much acid from garden fresh tomatoes. They are so good, it is almost worth it. He has gone to bed to nurse his tummy and Jose and I are up looking for something interesting to do. I have not been to the library because a friend gave me all of her John Grisham novels. My favorite was THE KING OF TORTS. As I am sure I have told you my third marriage was to a lawyer. It felt just like being there again. I enjoyed him intellectually but his morals and ethics were lacking. when I divorced him, I felt like I had escaped from a dark cave. Incidentally, he is very rich. I am still poor. I watched a little HGTV and the waste horrifies me. They tear up so much that could be adapted or reused. The results are always the same old same old..open concept. I want some privacy in my kitchen and a simple galley kitchen suits me fine. I want a spacious living room, a separate dining room and large bed rooms, big enough for large closets and nice bathrooms. I do not find refrigerators and stoves attractive. I guess that is why I like my old house from the fifties although I am beginning to wonder why ten years ago, we did not buy a smaller house. However this one came equipped with grab bars and other modifications that we need. I am grateful. It is time to change out the summer wreath for the autumn one altho is is still 90 degrees every day.