Well, he is off

My lovely spouse has gone fishing. He left Sunday. He is in the northern most part of California, trying his hand at Salmon and Steelhead fishing. I wasn't able to go this year, due to lack of vacation time. (I could have gone on this trip, but then not gone to see our uncle in Oregon next month).

Anyway, he has gone to a new place, somewhere he has never fished before. I talked with him last evening. He is having a good time and enjoying the solitude. The dogs, on the other hand, miss him terribly. I am not sure if it is the fact that he is gone, or the fact that I take advantage of him being gone to do some serious "housecleaning". (Translation: Mom goes through all the cupboards and pitches stuff we haven't used in the past howeverlongitsbeen). This means a couple of days of mess, until it all gets sorted.

Just wish I could keep from gathering so much crap.

Later.