Trivial things that make you happy - Part 3 - The Happyning

I’ve finally mastered feeding the plastic bottles into the recycling machines

My garden is a disorganised mess. The very definition of rewilding. It was already like this when I bought the property. I keep meaning to do some work on it but I have no time and no tools and too cheap to hire a contractor.

Today on a sunny afternoon I was glancing out the window and the honey bees just love my garden. They are constantly around the wild flowers. Happy to have them visit 😊 welcome, welcome

You can have a small bit that organized... small bit of lawn, tackle any briars, hedge, tree that'll become a problem if it gets out of hand, and let the rest just 🐝

have a cool old Portuguese home football jersey from 2006. Last time I wore it..about 2 years ago it wasn’t fitting that well. Was going to dispose of it but decided to try it on again this evening having lost a kilo or two and it’s fitting perfectly again… looks well & dead comfy….

Fed up of having a sparkling clean house that smells like a pot factory, I decided to tackle the underused cupboards at the weekend.

Most of them had multiples of cooking implements (he put them away still greasy😣), so it took two days of hot washing to get them back to clean touching.

Found a charity that would take most of the sharp knives for their food prep centre, the rest went to a homeless shelter, so happy they are going to a place that needs and will find homes for them, easy peasy.

Visiting my parents today and planned to cut the grass on the roadside outside their house (at a junction) to improve visibility but found out from them before visiting that the council had already done it saving me a good bit of work.

French man on the BBC discussing French/UK relations. “The Child-Brain of Macron” he said.
—

I was thinking that sounds much better than “Brain-Child”.

Having eaten my pear on my walk, I was holding it in my hand with the intentions of putting it in a bin at the park.

Walking the path towards that park, I was passed by a bull dog type who passed me on the inside and tried to snaffle the pear core out of my hand which was down by my side.

My late gsd would have done exactly that given the same opportunity.☺️

The resident office whiner is blaming me for some work thing that had nothing to do with me. I seem to be his scapegoat recently. He emailed the boss and said I did something "without his consent" like I assaulted him or something. What a tw4t.