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I am not in Somalia, I am not in Gaza, I am not in Minneapolis, so mustn't complain. But there are still fretful niggles.
There's been a musty smell in my house for several days now. Something has died somewhere. Probably a mouse, because trust me, rats smell worse. Went down to the basement to do a wash and found no corpuses so must be in a vent somewhere. If I didn't have a super nose I probably wouldn't even notice it but I do and it bothers me. It will disappear eventually and meanwhile I've broken out my stash of incense.
My garbage hasn't been put out this year and is beginning to pile up. I never do have much garbage and once a month usually does me, but I think we're at seven weeks now. But my garbage bin is under two feet of snow. No matter. I have those pricey tags you can put on extra bags so the garbage guys will take them. They're on the kitchen table. Only they aren't. They're not to be found anywhere in the kitchen. No doubt I put them in the proverbial Safe Place and will never find them again until I buy new ones, available only at Shoppers where I will not be going any time soon. So fine. Put on boots, take shovel, and remove snow so I can heave my bin from its snowy bed. Of course there's no place to put it afterwards so it's lying on its side, half on the path. Must put garbage out tomorrow afternoon because there's not enough space for the walker on the path.
Since my lenses have been on backorder for six weeks now, with occasional updates saying Still on backorder should come in soon!, yesterday morning I ordered another box of 30 from the pricey but reliable company. And I mean pricey: for what a month's supply cost me I could have got a new bar fridge. So of course yesterday afternoon, comes the email from company 1 saying Your order has shipped. Well, great. I am well-supplied with lenses now. Only, this morning company 2 tells me their lenses are on backorder too. I wish there was a way to cancel that order only I'm not seeing it. But at least I'm supplied until September.
Going downstairs in the morning means going back to weighing myself every morning. To console me for everything else, I dropped another half pound yesterday, to a weight not seen since 2022. Yay water and bike machines!
There's been a musty smell in my house for several days now. Something has died somewhere. Probably a mouse, because trust me, rats smell worse. Went down to the basement to do a wash and found no corpuses so must be in a vent somewhere. If I didn't have a super nose I probably wouldn't even notice it but I do and it bothers me. It will disappear eventually and meanwhile I've broken out my stash of incense.
My garbage hasn't been put out this year and is beginning to pile up. I never do have much garbage and once a month usually does me, but I think we're at seven weeks now. But my garbage bin is under two feet of snow. No matter. I have those pricey tags you can put on extra bags so the garbage guys will take them. They're on the kitchen table. Only they aren't. They're not to be found anywhere in the kitchen. No doubt I put them in the proverbial Safe Place and will never find them again until I buy new ones, available only at Shoppers where I will not be going any time soon. So fine. Put on boots, take shovel, and remove snow so I can heave my bin from its snowy bed. Of course there's no place to put it afterwards so it's lying on its side, half on the path. Must put garbage out tomorrow afternoon because there's not enough space for the walker on the path.
Since my lenses have been on backorder for six weeks now, with occasional updates saying Still on backorder should come in soon!, yesterday morning I ordered another box of 30 from the pricey but reliable company. And I mean pricey: for what a month's supply cost me I could have got a new bar fridge. So of course yesterday afternoon, comes the email from company 1 saying Your order has shipped. Well, great. I am well-supplied with lenses now. Only, this morning company 2 tells me their lenses are on backorder too. I wish there was a way to cancel that order only I'm not seeing it. But at least I'm supplied until September.
Going downstairs in the morning means going back to weighing myself every morning. To console me for everything else, I dropped another half pound yesterday, to a weight not seen since 2022. Yay water and bike machines!