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Saturday a surprise brought me some storage units that allow me to reconfigure the living room of the apartment, which has been plagued with bags of groceries since the beginning of pandemic shopping. I kept buying stuff when it was on sale because I lost track of what I already had, but now I'll be able to organize stuff on visible shelves and have some awareness of what I've got on hand. It makes the place seem somewhat less chaotic, which might reduce my stress levels.
I like when good things happen to good people, and I'm also pretty happy when good things happen to me. It will be nice to have the couch available for butts again, and to not have any of the rug covered up. Not that the rug is anything to brag about, being a fairly ugly thing from Kmart, not improved by a large stain left by a misplaced bag of potatoes that rotted while forgotten out of sight, but at least I'll be able to traipse hither and yon across it without impediment. Such a sense of freedom!
Still contemplating Monday's likely shopping trip, and wondering if I should attempt to combine it with the trip to the bank I need to make, or maybe put it off until I can attempt to combine it with an actual trip to a store I can't order crap from online. Grocery shopping is now just sweating over a hot keyboard for a couple of hours and then picking up what you've ordered, but some other purchases require actually being physically present in a building full of stuff, most of which you don't want or need. So barbaric!
Oh, the apartment is down to 73 degrees right now, after the window being open to a cool night and the fan helping push the air about for hours. This is the coolest it's been in here for over a week. I don't know when it will be this cool again. I hope we don't have to wait until October, but I'm sure it won't be anytime in the next two weeks. It's going to get motherfreaking hot. Triple digit highs will be back by Monday, and the nights are getting warmer again. The horror, the horror.
( Sunday Verse )
I like when good things happen to good people, and I'm also pretty happy when good things happen to me. It will be nice to have the couch available for butts again, and to not have any of the rug covered up. Not that the rug is anything to brag about, being a fairly ugly thing from Kmart, not improved by a large stain left by a misplaced bag of potatoes that rotted while forgotten out of sight, but at least I'll be able to traipse hither and yon across it without impediment. Such a sense of freedom!
Still contemplating Monday's likely shopping trip, and wondering if I should attempt to combine it with the trip to the bank I need to make, or maybe put it off until I can attempt to combine it with an actual trip to a store I can't order crap from online. Grocery shopping is now just sweating over a hot keyboard for a couple of hours and then picking up what you've ordered, but some other purchases require actually being physically present in a building full of stuff, most of which you don't want or need. So barbaric!
Oh, the apartment is down to 73 degrees right now, after the window being open to a cool night and the fan helping push the air about for hours. This is the coolest it's been in here for over a week. I don't know when it will be this cool again. I hope we don't have to wait until October, but I'm sure it won't be anytime in the next two weeks. It's going to get motherfreaking hot. Triple digit highs will be back by Monday, and the nights are getting warmer again. The horror, the horror.
( Sunday Verse )
