rejectomorph | Reset Forty-Nine, Day Thirty-Three

Just this minute I swallowed the last bite of Sunday dinner (a sandwich) because I spent so much of the day diddling about on store web sites ordering crap to be picked up today. There were three of them, and between them they must have taken up twice that many hours. One of them I had to sign up for, as I'd never used it before, and later, when I was dealing with the grocery store, my browser kept getting clogged up, and the store's site wasn't helping. It id some serious misbehaving, leading me to become borderline conniptionate (just now made that word up.)

But I did manage to get an order in to CVS, and so far my bank hasn't threatened to cancel it, and my grocery order, if it doesn't suffer outages, looks pretty good. They are very likely to be out of at least some stuff, though. I won't really be comfortable until everything is here, sometime this afternoon. But for now I'm very tired, and will have to get up pretty early to deal with the store calling about substitutions and all, and then the actual fetching must take place. I think I need to get to sleep right now. But I probably won't. I'm too keyed up. Try anyway.