View of the Newton Public Library parking lot. See the Honda, second from the right? That’s my car. Took a few hours til I could get to it, and that still involved removing my socks and shoes to wade through the remaining lake.
On the plus side, if you have to get trapped somewhere, a library is not the worst place to be.
These are the shopping bags that were in the back of the car (it’s actually about half of them, yes I have too many bags and I gave away this same amount last week. I may have a Reusable Bag Problem). All got quite wet, so they’ve be run through the wash, and are now drying on the porch.
This little tag was on one of the very kind gifts that the parents at work distributed. I took it off and put it…somewhere. Doug found it and put on the arm of “my” chair.
Sometimes social media works.
Susan posted that she had eggs available from her gang of chickens. I expressed sadness that she’s so far away. Susan says that Adam is in town, and maybe he’d be willing to take them. Which he was. Now we have 12 eggs fresh out of the chicken.
Went to an actual brick-and-mortar shoe store. Fail.
Ordered a few pairs online. Fail.
I loathe shopping for shoes. I’d rather shop for a bra.
The camera doesn’t quite capture how very shiny these pants were, so you’ll have to use your imagination. And apparently, silver pants are all the rage these days. Too bad they weren’t my size.
What the heck is floor S? Why does it come between 5 and 6? Things I wondered about as I took the elevator to a doc appt.
Doug’s headphones and tablet flatlined, so Doug did what any good engineer would do: took them apart
This reminder is on my calendar for today. I have absolutely no idea what it means…
BJs has tons of everything else, so why not carts?
