OCD

Yesterday, The Squire climbed a ladder and replaced one of the flood lights that shine across our back yard. Unfortunately, in the process he dropped the glass from the old one, which shattered when it hit the ground.

Luckily it was made of safety glass, which breaks into small, relatively harmless pieces, but I was a bit concerned that the birds might be attracted to the shiny bits, and since I go barefoot most of the summer, that I might step on a piece and cut my foot. No fun.

I spent a fair amount of time today with the Dust Buster, vacuuming both the driveway and the grass under the light.

Luckily, we have no close neighbours.