Yesterday, Anne and I got jabbed. We are trying to avoid the scenario portrayed in the graphic above. We got our Moderna boosters at a CVS, which was located inside a Target. This pharmacy was head and tails above the Walgreens that we usually frequent. We were both in-and-out in a matter of minutes. Our only side affect is arm soreness, which may or may not be a side effect from the vaccine itself, but rather from the injection. I swear the med-tech jammed my needle almost to the bone. Our other goal at Target was a laughable failure. We wanted some lawn chairs to place on our front porch. After the shots, we headed over to housewares, where a clerk guided us to where the remnants of last summer’s seasonal merchandise still lay. There was not much still there. He pointed to rows of bare shelves, where seasonal merchandise is normally displayed, but it wasn’t the summer stuff that had just been taken down, but Halloween stuff. They were fixing to put up their Christmas displays. We were two whole seasons behind the game. Returning home, I ended up ordering a pair of red resin Adirondack chairs, with a matching table, from Amazon. They should all arrive here before Halloween next week.

When I was about to retire, the same question kept coming up, “What are you going to do when you retire?” My flippant answer was, “Travel until I get tired of not sleeping in my own bed. Fix up the house until I spent all my money and then make inane comments of Facebook to all of my friends.” After this wedding trip, it is time to move to phase two. Now, some lawn furniture will hardly break the bank, but we have bigger plans. After having recently visited some of our friend’s much nicer homes, we have been inspired to renovate. We are going to start at the top and work our way down. First up will be an upstairs bathroom. Not cheap, since it will require a dormer to fit. We also want to add a second heating and cooling zone for the upstairs so that it is more comfortable in the summer and winter. New skylights, new carpeting and a general de-boying of the upper floor. Sounds like a tall order? Well, there is always Facebook.