Lydy's Anarchist Revival Meeting

Adrian came home from the supermarket with a lemon-sized melon, I think called "pepino." We have all tasted it, and it's disappointingly bland.

My thought was "bland cantaloupe," and Cattitude said there was a bit of a grassy flavor. Still, it was worth trying.

Before that, we went to the Copley Square farmers market, and bought a loaf of bread, a cabbage, beets, radishes, and blueberries. We also had lunch at the market, empanadas (beef and mushroom for me, plain beef for Adrian and Cattitude), followed by ice cream. Frutti Berri are there on Fridays, so I had saffron rose, and they went to FoMu, where Cattitude got a root beer float, his first in years, and Adrian had "Cookie Monster."

Over the last few years, we have sorted and decluttered enough that we no longer need the large storage unit that Cattitude and I rented when we had to move into a small apartment on short notice, in 2019.

Adrian did a lot of the work, both mental and physical. We gave away a lot of books, and also things like an air conditioner and an exercise bike.

We now have a much smaller and less expensive storage unit, which we hope to have cleared in a couple of months (the units are rented by the month).

After Cattitude and Adrian got home last night, having moved things down the corridor and officially given up the old unit, we had the traditional post-moving pizza for dinner.