Sunday came, and with it came a trip to RQS's storage locker. Like many, she inherited lots of home furnishings from her parents and other relatives and couldn't store them in her home. Since she couldn't deal with parting with this stuff, it was stowed away into the storage locker above. RQS has purged about 50% of the locker's contents over the years, and there is still a lot of work left to be done.
I got dressed in one of the dresses I had at RQS's place, This dress was a little cooler than I wore into Manhattan, but not one in which I'd want to do any heavy lifting at the storage locker. After a several block walk, we reached her storage locker and proceeded to do some work there. Since there was no AC in the building, I wasn't going to work up a sweat and ruin a dress I had only worn twice. This was just as well, as it gave RQS an excuse to stop working and for us to go out for a burger.
We stopped at RQS's place to rest a while, and I noted that I had to make sure I had a parking spot that would stay legal on Monday morning. Once we visited my car, we saw a couple eating ice cream cones. Both RQS and I wanted something cold, so we walked several blocks to find a Saturday/Sunday only shop, the Ice Cream Window. According to the website, the window opened in the midst of Covid for 3 weeks, and has been open every summer since then. While there, I asked one of the employees what goes on from Monday to Friday and he noted that the main business in the shop was a graphic design studio.
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The next morning came, and I packed up some of my gear and got ready to leave RQS for a few days. But first, we had to deliver some of RQS's stuff to the Salvation Army. This meant driving a couple of miles in slow traffic to get there. So I dropped RQS off with her donations, and drove home for the day. After a pit stop, I drove over to Uncle Giuseppe's and picked up some food to last me until I leave for my cruise.
Am I ready to cruise yet? Probably, but I don't feel that way.
