Sorry for intruding...

Craving mangoes. Bought a papaya. Realized I paid $10 for said papaya. Just about flipped. Debated what it would be like to return fruit because I'm cheap. Forget cheap, that was a $10 piece of fruit.

Grrr.

I ate it anyway. It was good. Not sure about $10 good, but it was okay. Psychologically I think the higher price made me like it more. Silly.

I keep my compost in the freezer. No smell or flies. Boring I know. When it's full I empty it into the large black compost box outside.

Today I met Simon. At least that is what I named the fat hairy rat in the outside bin. I screamed and chucked the papaya skin. I don't think it phased him. He kept munching away.

Now I have to walk along the path by the bin to get to my car. I think I'll become a recluse.