Journal: October 8th. Paper sorting, erands and more scraping

Friday.   Another day of many chores.  John is working on wall, George and Johnny deliberating over various porch questions.

I spent hours scraping.  Results scarcely visible.

I did finally sort through piles of random papers, letters and photographs.  Sort is perhaps the wrong word.  I looked through them, marveled and oohed and aahed and then stuffed them into two plastic boxes which are now neatly stowed on closet shelves. I am calling this progress.  
                                                                       Headed out on a round of errands.  Ideal Farms for veggies, post office, and then back to scraping.