It was raining again in Forest today. I went to Nook’s and bought a satellite.
I talked to Tom and he told me that he always looks forward to the fishing tournaments in June.
I also talked to Copper, as Tom was blatantly eavesdropping in the background. Copper told me Wendell would be in town tomorrow.
I stopped by the post office and the dump on my way home. I noticed that at some point, someone must have painted my roof white. I don’t even remember when it happened, but it doesn’t look good. I’ll have to remember to buy some paint for it next time.
