I had beer that needed to be bottled. A nice red ale. It had been in the fermentor for a couple of weeks. It was time to bottle it.
But first the bottles had to be cleaned. No biggie, put them in a 5% bleach solution over night and they will be ready. Which they were, but the kitchen had to be cleaned up before I could rinse the bottles.
And then after I rinsed the bottles, and sanitized the bottling bucket, I had to boil water and sugar for priming the wort. And so while the priming solution was cooling, I went out and delivered a case of beer to a friend who had given me a few cases of bottles. And then on the the Post Office where I dropped off a couple of things for MLW.
Then off to the liquor store for my BIL’s annual bottle of Crown Royal. The next stop was at Lowe’s for a tool for my FIL, and since Lowe’s didn’t have it, I went to Home Deport where I was informed that the tool in question wasn’t really that good. Got talked into another tool and headed home.
Where I promptly was caught in mid-afternoon traffic. Got home. Bottled the beer, cleaned up the kitchen a second time. Took the beer down to the cellar, had to clean up the section that I use for storage. Ended up taking 4 bags of junk out to the trash.
Went back upstairs, decided to make some fudge and magic bar cookies. And then cleaned up the kitchen for a freaking THIRD time.
Decided that tonight is a good night for pizza.
And it started out so freaking simply. I just needed to bottle some beer.
Namaste.