Hey! Stop that! Don’t eat my expensive arborvitae! Get away from there you deer!
There! I’d like to see them try nibbling through that left-over aluminum screening I kept in the garage from a long-ago project.
They’re in the woods, waiting for me to drop my guard, I just know they are. But I won’t let them get the jump on me! Nosiree! Not me! I’ll hide under the deck and catch them in the act. Yeah, that’s what I’ll do. Heh, heh. They picked the wrong guy to mess with! Laugh at me, will they? I’ll show them!
During the summer I succeeded in keeping water out of the basement with this proof-of-concept setup.
That PVC pipe, and an identical section, came with the house, presumably intended for a project that was never done. The pipes are now buried in a single long run that’s carrying downspout water away from the foundation of the house and emptying downhill.
I’ve stopped consuming alcohol. Not only was it affecting my sleep, it was one reason why I had put on weight.
Oh, to be 50 again!I certainly enjoyed beer and wine when I weighed only 165 pounds, but not only was I younger then, I was running 2000 miles/year. Lately I’ve been averaging 18 miles/week, albeit at a slower pace than in my middle-aged prime.
A year ago my cholesterol was 210, just over the “safe” 200 threshold. My doctor prescribed a statin, but I wanted nothing to do with it. My hope was that an alcohol-free liver combined with a better running schedule would do the trick… and it worked. My cholesterol is now 170, and my belt is three notches in from where it was during the pandemic.
Saving money wasn’t a consideration in my decision, but it’s another advantage to abstaining. I’m not saying I’ll never again have a pint of beer or a glass of wine, but the benefits of not indulging, especially a good night’s sleep, are better than enjoying an evening drink.
Panel 3 accurately describes Winter training for the Boston Marathon in my somewhat younger years.
