Mostly Six Five Oh

By nhc

Chilly and sunny.  Ran some errands.  Shocked to see how long my hair has got - different angle in store window reflection - but I'm fast approaching a year since my last cut.  (If only we had Star Trek transporters that could just zap us to where we needed to go, sigh, I'd be up to Portland for a haircut (and many other tasks) and back in time to feed Naboo his supper.)

It'll be interesting to see if the roofer stands me up for the third time tomorrow - he's not my choice, someone the HOA has been working with (before my time) but because of Covid I am the contact.  Gah.  You'll know how it went if there's a rooftop blip tomorrow.  

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