A month later, and much has occurred. The picture on the right is of a rabies clinic held by the Front Street Animal Shelter at a fire station in Endicott, NY on a balmy July evening. This is one of 3 clinics that Meg and I have volunteered at in the past month, and I believe the number is 6 for the summer so far. Get your dogs and cats vaccinated. While you're at it think about the benefits of neutering that pet as well.
Not just rabies clinics have taken up the old retarded man's season, so far. The concrete walkway from the driveway to the front walk is about 2/3 done, as well. This back breaking job is best done in small dribs and drabs. I'm good for about 1 or 2 sections a day, because I need to save myself for the painting, building, rebuilding, and general maintenance that has been so badly neglected around the 'Springs Mansion' over the past 2 .5 decades. Nearly 20 years of working out of town, added to 6 years of too much stress and too little relaxation have left the estate in a sad state of disrepair. I don't expect to rectify all the problems in one summer, but I plan to continue making a dent in it right up 'til the winter winds blow me off the ladder.
My march toward updating the Mercedes to something from the last decade continues onward. The Dakota is in the paper and on the WWW at an obviously unreasonable price. No calls yet, so the price must drop this week. Nobody wants a guzzler unless they can steal it, I guess. Now's their chance!
How's the Margaritaville on the back deck going? Swimmingly, I'm happy to report! I've taken only one meal within the confines of the mansion since early June, and even the cold, rainy days we're experiencing this week are not dampening my 'island spirit'. Grill on redneck!
I'm not ready to seriously seek income yet. Somehow, I'll know when it's time to start (probably be hungry), but until then it's pushing at the barge in another direction for the gormeless retiree. Today, it's install mop board in preparation for finally carpeting Ash's room. It's rolled up on the porch and waiting for it's chance to shine in Ash's jungle. Soon come, mon. Soon come.
