Chronicles of disappointment
Monday, October 16th, 2023 09:23 pmFour thousand steps today onaccounta walking past Spadina to Nick's Shoe Repair to see if my boots are resoleable. I googled the hours just to make sure they were open- it's Saturday they close at 2-- but when I got there... no more Nick's. Or Dorfer Shoes next door, either. Outdated webpages, fooey. Yes, when I first googled I got a listing for a Nick's down on Yonge-- way down on Yonge-- but I assumed it was a second store. Yeah, well. I vaguely recall that end of the world round Adelaide is being torn up or something so nope, not taking the walker down there, esp if there's no elevators at King St.
Kitchen Table is still on the block so I went to see if they still had party sandwiches. Nope again, so I bought some (cold) blueberry pancakes and sat in the park to eat them. Only they were blueberry banana pancakes- label was handwritten, in cursive, so I hadn't registered it-- and I hate bananas. So much for that. Stopped by the LCBO and bought two bottles of wine to console me, then limped the rest of the way home. Exercises have accomplished this much, that my knee and my back take turns hurting. Today was the knee-- but of course they only trade off when I'm using the rollator. Walking without, as when I put the garbage out, will set both of them screaming.
Came home, collapsed on couch, and eventually went upstairs to see how defrosting the mini fridge was coming. It wasn't, because I hadn't turned the thing off, just down to the lowest setting, and left the door open so poor little fridge was trying desperately to cool down. Shall try again tomorrow.
And seriously wonder if I'll ever get strength back in my legs.
Kitchen Table is still on the block so I went to see if they still had party sandwiches. Nope again, so I bought some (cold) blueberry pancakes and sat in the park to eat them. Only they were blueberry banana pancakes- label was handwritten, in cursive, so I hadn't registered it-- and I hate bananas. So much for that. Stopped by the LCBO and bought two bottles of wine to console me, then limped the rest of the way home. Exercises have accomplished this much, that my knee and my back take turns hurting. Today was the knee-- but of course they only trade off when I'm using the rollator. Walking without, as when I put the garbage out, will set both of them screaming.
Came home, collapsed on couch, and eventually went upstairs to see how defrosting the mini fridge was coming. It wasn't, because I hadn't turned the thing off, just down to the lowest setting, and left the door open so poor little fridge was trying desperately to cool down. Shall try again tomorrow.
And seriously wonder if I'll ever get strength back in my legs.
