Make weekly trips into town for food and supplies — no more deliveries.
Pry up floorboards, get money and take it to the bank.
Send semi-feral children to fancy schoolhouse for book learning.
Gaze upon failed kitchen garden and plot revenge on Eastern Gray Squirrels and the know-it-all jackass who suggested growing vegetables in the first place. Also, find a recipe for squirrel.
Let census taker out of the cellar as soon as she promises to keep her trap shut about how messy this house is.
Eat a sandwich made from store-bought bread.
Gather family to stand in line for immunizations. No questions asked, take what we get, dealer’s choice.
Ask a barber/dentist to pull the molar that’s been hurting for six months.
Develop and stick to a daily routine, instead of asking the pack of dogs following me around the kitchen every morning, “What are y’all up to today?”
