It’s a nice evening. Sit outside on the grass I said.

It was a nice day today. I say nice, but it was very hot. But I didn’t notice because I was in an air conditioned office for most of it. That’s all I want to say about my day in the office. The ride home was sunny, hot, and I took the long route home along the canal.

Anyway, armed with two bottles of 0% lager I sat outside on the grass near my bird feeders. And now I’m not sure I want to write anymore. It’s 2323, making this abother late night effort. I have itches in my arms, hands, legs, and feet. I suppose this is the kind of thing to expect at this time of year, but I have swelling where my right ankle used to be. Tonight is going to be an itchy one!

I don’t know what tomorrow will bring. The days are passing too quickly and each day has it’s new challenge. One of which I’ll have to face in the morning after today’s fun. With a bit of luck, my mess can be easily fixed, and once again I was given something where I was guessing and crossing my fingers a little bit. This is frustrating.

Have I mentioned how warm it is tonight. It’s warmer than I’d like on a work night.

“Freedom Day” has passed and I don’t feel any more free than I was before. I expect we’ll find out how bad thing will get within a week or so. Things are not going to be great, but I suppose that the ends will support the means. The ends in this case will be herd immunity through infection and Christmas being saved.

I think my ankle will be fine. Or not. I’ll be off to bed soon to see what tomorrow will bring. Perhaps it will give the world another dull blog about heat and insect bites. I’m not sure if I could raise myself to this level of quality again!

That’s all I have!