February 4, 2024

DJ’s van fails him again just when several necessary things needed to be done at once. The difficulties circumstance throws at him are so various and unending as to be, in one sense, ludicrous. It would make a scene from a sit-com if one were not personally experiencing it. The worst failures seem to be when I’m there to add nothing useful.

Workers replacing the roof of 62, which I replaced thirteen years ago. Maybe hurricane damage.