Ron went to the redemption center and stopped at a couple of storage facilities to buy a wardrobe box to store his off-season shirts.

At around 11:30 I’d just finished loading the truck for the transfer station. That and making the bed were the only useful things I’d done up to then, and the morning was almost gone.

I was worn out and dazed from even that short exposure to the heat. Finally took a shower, put on clean clothes and did the transfer station run a little after 3. It was miserable, horrible, but also not very busy so the trip went fast.

Ron taped up the wardrobe and we moved his shirts to the attic.

I made a list, finally, of dates that are important to insurance company underwriters (and banks and realtors): roof, plumbing (central), etc., so I won’t have to look these up every time we want to put our coverages out to bid or refinance.

Ron made tomato sauce and pasta for supper!

I had some correspondence with a woman on Nantucket about a dog she is fostering.

It’s true, fried eggs with cheddar cheese and veg “bacon” for breakfast today.

Have been looking at insurance policy quotes this morning. Got some good ones from an agency we haven’t used before. Good excuse to finally figure out my annual mileage: around 5,200.

Peter started a new job this week and is once again working from home.

It’s been muggy for the last few days. Unpleasant but as long as the Brandywines like it, no complaints.

Made stuffed zucchini boats for lunch in the air fryer. Picked up wine, ‘Gansett and lottery tickets at Andy’s.

Ron cut down some dead branches that were hanging precariously. Poor fellow looked like the wrath of G*d by the time he was done.

We escaped. Yesterday we did a shop at Shaw’s and drove along the Falmouth coast on the way back.

Mercifully, the gardens are okay.

I finished the lawn in the morning.

Ron bought himself a new bike helmet and went for a spin in the afternoon.

In between, we had fun at the West Barnstable Village Festival and the Meetinghouse Farm Summer Marketplace. On the way home, Ron treated us to lunch at Holly Ridge!

We had a great time at the Wychmere Beach Club in Harwich Port last evening and enjoyed an inspiring speech from UMB’s new Chancellor, Marcelo Suárez-Orozco.

We tried to walk at Woodneck last evening, but something made me cough badly enough that we had to leave. Ron was fine.

Menahaunt was better.

On one subject most foreign policy experts agree: America needs to temper its faith in its armed forces. “We had so much faith in our military that we were inevitably going to overstep,” said Dempsey, the Afghanistan veteran. “A military bureaucracy unchecked never yields good outcomes.”

Retired Lt. Col. Jason Dempsey, a two-time veteran of the war

https://www.washingtonpost.com/national-security/us-hubris-afghanistan-humiliation/2021/08/14/47fb025a-fc67-11eb-9c0e-97e29906a970_story.html

I made baked potatoes, eggplant parm and tofu.

Made Swiss chard crustless quiche ramekins today (Monday).