Not even close to an acceptable job. But, it was the first butterfly that I have seen in weeks. And that is about the high light of my day so far.
I lost my slippahs AKA flip-flops. In my one-room apartment. So, how does this happen? Guess what? They were right where I left them by the door. I think in honor of my upcoming 7th anniversary at The Asylum I should undertake a serious culling. It really hasn’t gotten too bad, but there is this “tiny” amount of just-in-case or just forgotten stuff piling up here and there. Maybe pitch 70 things for 7 years? 700 things?
Still haven’t figured out how to get to Kona. Just haven’t accepted the new airline reality. It’s like we keep hearing about “supply chain issues” or “gas prices”. It’s the way things are mid2022 – just accept it and move on.