I might have to declare myself incompetent.

I have broken the only rule of my household....(the only rule I could come up with at some long ago go-round-the-circle crap at some mandatory training at my long ago job )....take a Pepsi, put one back. had to run out to farm, went to grab my mandatory one-for-the-road-cold-one. not a bottle in the fridge. and only ONE can. I clearly need to get my head out of my ass. clearly. (insert eye roll emoji here.) mulched Leafy Tree. and tried to troubleshoot the wifi. Ben The GRM Guy saved the day. someone (not pointing any fingers here, some grandma plugging in a new lamp) unplugged the battery backup. ermygawd.

back to work on Goatman's Bridge. working on supports.

did a ride along on Kevin's chiropractor visit. phone chat with Katie. supper at our fave Trenton eatery that has been listed for sale.

10:24p.m. is the bridge done? kinda think I need someone hanging off the side by that mysterious blood stain. or the old Dinty Moore Explorer (or Blazer?) off patio tipped over sideways on bridge. but it's all drizzly and wet outside and it's dark. so....maybe I'll grab it tomorrow and dry it off. not sure exactly where it is. somewhere by the pots. or a leg or something on rocks under bloodstain....or, hear me out.... a head or a torso? or just a bulky trashbag. yeah. a trash bag. spooky. so probably not done. cause it's not done till I just look at it and think...huh. it's done.