I am back from getting the COVID shot, and checking the post office box.
Came home and Cruelly Deprived™ Rookie of chocolate pudding, moved the windchimes into the garage, closed the Flying Fish Saloons, since I haven’t seen a hummingbird in weeks, and the liquor level has not fallen, and am letting the furnishings of said saloons soak before giving them a scrub and putting them away for the winter.
Took care of some correspondence, and should probably figure out this questionnaire I received from the Survivalist’s Office.
No ill effects from the shot yet, so — fingers crossed on that front.
Various delivery services give me to understand that I will be receiving packages tomorrow, including my DVD of “Hadestown,” which I didn’t expect until November.
Oh! And — so far at least — my fix to the toilet architecture is holding. Orientation is Key.
I’ll probably be shutting down early this evening, just by reason of the normal stresses of the day.
Everybody have a good evening. I’ll check in tomorrow.