One task per day...

I don't think that's too much to ask.  Being retired, if you get everything done that needs to get done all in one day, you work your butt off and then have "no purpose" the rest of the week.  Yeah, I'm kidding: I'm OK with having nothing to do.  Any day.  Every day.

Joan is always the "project manager"... she surveys our holdings (house, motorhome, boat, car, scoots, etc, etc, etc) and determines that something needs to be done with (or to) something.

A few days ago, she ordered some bungee and lines for the kayaks.  This morning, the "task for the day" was to restring bungee and put all new lines on kayaks.  Pretty straight-forward, just takes time and knotting skills.  I have both.

It was a lovely day when I went for a ride on my e-bike this morning.  By 10:00 (starting time for the kayak project), it was feeling pretty warm and a lot more humid.  By the time we declared the kayaks "good as new," we were both dripping wet.

The task for the day was done!  Time to play!  We cleaned up and got the the scoots ready to roll.  I suggested we go to Brownsville for lunch.  Yes, Brownsville has an eatery that we don't have here at the coast...

And now for the digressing portion of today's post... other than taking the PCX to Brownsville to get a new tire a few weeks ago, we haven't ridden our scoots there.  With a top speed of around 65mph, the PCXes would be a road hazard on Hwy 48, where the speed limit is 75mph.  Which means that most traffic is doing more like 80.  Or, more like more.  The Vespa and the Xmax can handle faster speeds than the Hondas.  So, this was as much of a scooter outing as it was a place to go for lunch.

Turned out to be a relatively pleasant scooter outing.  Rolling into the eastern part of Brownsville, just past the Port, feels a bit industrial.  And a bit of Mexico-Lite.  Lunch was tasty and leisurely.  And, by the time we got home, is was barely 2:00.

Understanding the "one task per day" edict, I was thinking I could get something important done... like, taking a nap, or going out on the boat.  One of us, and I am not mentioning who it was, but it wasn't me, thought it would be good to take on another task: putting together a new plastic cabinet she ordered.  I used to think the Swedish elves who make IKEA furniture had a sense of humor with their "pictograms" showing how to put that stuff together.  Seems that the Chinese are even worse.  It took about 20 minutes to determine we had all the parts (only short one screw, but they made up for it by giving us twice as many plastic connectors as we needed) to take on the assembly.

I was methodical, doing the assembly in exactly the order described.  Even when one of us tried to skip ahead.  The project started out a bit wobbly, but firmed up as more pieces locked together.  I declared the assembly a success.  Working together, we carried down to the storage area under the house.  With the limited height in that area, it looks like the sturdy feet on the cabinet will have to come off in order to fit.  Fortunately, I had completed two tasks today, and agreed to take on the "feet project" another day.

Not tomorrow.  One task per day.  Having done two tasks today, I declared tomorrow "a free day."  That declaration may be rescinded.  I will wait to hear the verdict.

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One of us has had some trouble adjusting to "falling back" from Daylight Saving Time.  Again, I won't mention any names, but he is furry and has a sweet disposition.  No, not me - I'm not that furry.  Rufus has been getting a bit more vocal than usual as it gets within an hour of chow time.

Because he is so sweet, it is hard to not give in and feed him early.  But, that just reinforces the "squeaky wheel gets the grease"... or, the vocal feline gets the food.  The boy is not going hungry.