The sun is over the yardarm and the cocktail light is lit

I am taaaarrred and this will be a short one. You’re welcome.

It was a work day but I’m taking tomorrow off in order to get ready for a “soft close” on Saturday and a long drive down to The Planet Ann Arbor. A soft close means we put a whole bunch of stuff away and pack up ALL food, perishable or not, to take home. Pretty much everything except shutting down the water, aka draining the pipes and putting antifreeze in them.

I am not really ready for this. I am never really ready for this although I well know that staying in a seasonal place like this is not viable for the colder months. When I was a kid, we just schlepped in to our house in town, 10-15 miles away, a house with central heat and insulation. We packed our clothes and stuff in bushel baskets.

I wanted to get some lake fish from the fish ladies at the farmers market this afternoon. They were not there so I got a couple chicken pot pies from the Farendy Farms truck instead. If I had known how good they would be, I’d’ve bought a bunch more to take home. Oh well.

The Old Cabin lucky-shucky got a bit more modernized today so npJane was ready for a cocktail after all that and we had those over here at the moomincabin. I had a fun time getting cash at the “bank” in Brimley. I fat-fingered my debit card PIN and it wasn’t accepted and I thought it was all over but, being stubborn, I tried AGAIN. This time it worked but I accidentally selected “Spanish” instead of “English” so that was a bit interesting. At the end of it all I was accosted (in a FRIENDLY manner) by my cousin (1st, once removed) K, who was also visiting the bank.

I am feeling very well but still coughing occasionally. Fuck covid(?).

One Response to “The sun is over the yardarm and the cocktail light is lit”

  1. Margaret Says:

    F Covid indeed. I got my flu shot today and will do the Covid at the end of the month. My pharmacy says they have the latest booster. You have the best of both worlds and love each of them.