The neighborhood was alive with laborious tasks in all directions. One worked to prepare to sell their house, (won't you be my neighbor?) another is siding his own home and pressed his sons into labor, across the street my friends the Whites ran out of things to make the yard more beautiful and are attacking the parking. I found myself becoming energized and sought a task to burn my constructive fervor. Beckoning Chris so that she could join me in my quest we ran to the car, had lunch, bought a couple of pool loungers and a floating cooler with built in drink holders. So far all have functioned correctly and through water and alcohol therapy have lessened the pain of watching the rest work. Now we raise a toast to the rest of you our friends, may the rest of your day be as relaxing and non productive as ours.