Sigh. He's gone. Back to the routine. At work, other people were having a bad day and it spilled over onto me. A new family moved in to replace one who moved into her own place. Another one is moving out this week. They didn't get the floors finished Friday and will have to come back Wednesday. Hopefully, we can keep from walking on them this time.

Ray and I went to the pool. I got there earlier than he did. We talked to some people we knew. I got out and read. He played with Lily.

Gerald was here in the morning and they left about noon. I called him, but the battery was almost dead and he said he would call me later. They had reservations in a hostel in New Orleans last night.

My Mom bought some fish and cooked it for supper--it was tasty.

The chickens were in the garden all day and we tried to shoo them into the tractor before dark. It was not easy. Ray came and helped us and seems to have the touch. My Dad plans to get them in the crate this morning and take them back to their owner. It's too stressful to have to chase them and they have done a lot of work in the garden.