Although I didn’t hear much in the house other than a few bumps and bangs since I got up in the middle of the afternoon, the Honker was doing something at his place. It seems like half of the time, he’s out, and the other half, he’s puttering about doing something. I have a feeling next year is going to be even worse when he tackles the larger lanai. I’d love to remind him that this is a retirement community, not a goddamn workshop. But like it or not, he does have a right to remodel his place during daytime hours. Besides, what he works on isn’t nearly as much of a threat to my sleep as the motorcycle. I’m sure I’ll be hearing that again anytime now too, though.