Reset Forty, Day Forty-Five

[rejectomorph]

I'm still awake at this ungodly hour because I slept late Sunday and then spent much of the evening arranging for and planning some shopping today, and the online shopping thing, though far less physically exhausting than actual shopping, is tedious, time consuming, and mentally exhausting. With a few breaks, I managed to get it done a short time ago, and I need to sleep (if I can calm down enough) so I can get back up and actually go pick stuff up (and go in to the store that doesn't have online ordering with curbside pickup) in just a few hours.

I'm sure there was other stuff I did, but it feels like I just crossed the Sahara of shopping and my head is filled with hot sand and camel poo. Several things I'd planned on getting were not available, and I'm thus displeased with my favorite store, for now. I'll get over it eventually, but probably wear virtual scars for the rest of my life. This is just not my time.

And I'm sure I've forgotten something.