52/348: Interlude
Feb. 13th, 2026 08:00 pmOh dear, it was Friday the thirteenth and I didn't even notice! So far I've survived it, but there's more than an hour left, so maybe I shouldn't tempt fate. Or it could be that I've already had my share of the bad luck, since I forgot to buy cottage cheese when I put in my order at Safeway. I remembered it Thursday night, after I'd already made a paper list, but then forgot it when I put in the order online today. Should have gotten up and written it down when I first thought of it.
I knew I was forgetting something too, and spent time trying to jog my memory, to no avail. It was only when the groceries had been fetched and I was putting them away that I saw the nearly empty old cottage cheese container in the refrigerator and realized what I'd missed. There was a second item I'd realized I needed Thursday night too, but I still haven't recalled what that one was. I'll probably only remember it when I need it and miss it. Hey, I wonder if someday we'll discover that Thursday the twelfth is the actually unlucky day, and all the bad shit that happens on Friday is just consequences of stuff that happened (or failed to happen) on Thursday?
So far I haven't eaten anything dinnerlike tonight, though I did indulge myself with an extravagance earlier; a cream puff, which I washed down with some hot chocolate. I really should stick some protein into my guts, to counteract the fatty sweetness. I could eat some cottage cheese, but, you know. I'd like to save the bit remaining for a more dire situation, which is sure to arise soon enough.
Friday was sunny, but clouds will form overnight, and tomorrow will be overcast again. Then there will be rain and rain and rain Sunday Monday and Tuesday. Seems almost like February. There is also a wind advisory already posted by the weather service, with lots of gusty stuff due all three days. And it will be chilly, so I'm glad I've got lots of soup on hand. If the power stays on I'll actually be able to heat it up, too. I'm living in the damned lap of luxury. I hope it doesn't piss itself.
I knew I was forgetting something too, and spent time trying to jog my memory, to no avail. It was only when the groceries had been fetched and I was putting them away that I saw the nearly empty old cottage cheese container in the refrigerator and realized what I'd missed. There was a second item I'd realized I needed Thursday night too, but I still haven't recalled what that one was. I'll probably only remember it when I need it and miss it. Hey, I wonder if someday we'll discover that Thursday the twelfth is the actually unlucky day, and all the bad shit that happens on Friday is just consequences of stuff that happened (or failed to happen) on Thursday?
So far I haven't eaten anything dinnerlike tonight, though I did indulge myself with an extravagance earlier; a cream puff, which I washed down with some hot chocolate. I really should stick some protein into my guts, to counteract the fatty sweetness. I could eat some cottage cheese, but, you know. I'd like to save the bit remaining for a more dire situation, which is sure to arise soon enough.
Friday was sunny, but clouds will form overnight, and tomorrow will be overcast again. Then there will be rain and rain and rain Sunday Monday and Tuesday. Seems almost like February. There is also a wind advisory already posted by the weather service, with lots of gusty stuff due all three days. And it will be chilly, so I'm glad I've got lots of soup on hand. If the power stays on I'll actually be able to heat it up, too. I'm living in the damned lap of luxury. I hope it doesn't piss itself.