It's expected to heat up a bit again by Thursday, when I go to the chiropractor to get my head yanked about. It will be October! My ex-favorite month! I'm not expecting great things of it this year, though. In fact it's the month I'll have to accelerate the drawing down of my savings because the aged parents will be running out of money before the month is over. Financial disaster looms sometime within the next couple of years. For now the feral cats still get to eat. Eventually I might have to eat them.
Or maybe I can just learn to profit from my boners.