Mini-adventure ahead: Wheee... tomorrow is another day out of the house. Bus to dreaded dentist on the far side of the city (also need to purchase a new 10-ride bus ticket at $2.75/ride). Brunch at some fast food joint near dentist's on the far side of the city. If time & energy & weather permits, a slog one block up the hill across from dentist to the Wegmans grocery. Return to dentist to meet bus for trip to near side of city to the chinese take-out, then either an Uber home or Uber to my standard grocery store, then an Uber home. Would like to be able to eliminate the grocery Uber, but it is what it is. I had planned on a nice Indian-Summer day tomorrow, but at the last minute the weather gods didn't play fair and have decided to rain all morning making for a hot(86F) and humid day. I'd wanted to do dentist, lunch, and grocery at the far side of the city, but I'm not quite sure I want to slog up the hill, then slog back down the hill with two big heavy bags of groceries, in the rain.
Complaint: The bus company has changed their rates. I used to get my rides for $1.00 each for each "zone". Far side of the city was two zones. Now they're charging $2.75 each ride. I liked the old way better since most of my rides are just one zone. Regardless, it is, what it is, and it is, after all, a day out of the house, and Chinese take-out, rain be damned.
World letter writing day: Hmmm... never heard of it. Although, I am proud to say that I can, and do still write some letters in cursive.
I haven't written an actual letter since I last wrote home to the 'rents to ask for more pocket cash for college. So I'm thinking I'm 73 now so that would be...a long time ago. Yeah.
Do birthday cards count? I sent the last one to my little nieces and nephews when they were little. The youngest is almost 30 so I text or Facebook at them on their birthdays unless I forget, which is most of the time. They never forget mine though. But they text or call which is nice.
So I guess this is the place where I come to communicate words by type them at other humans, feeble as me is.
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Mini-adventure ahead: Wheee... tomorrow is another day out of the house.
Bus to dreaded dentist on the far side of the city (also need to purchase a new 10-ride bus ticket at $2.75/ride). Brunch at some fast food joint near dentist's on the far side of the city. If time & energy & weather permits, a slog one block up the hill across from dentist to the Wegmans grocery. Return to dentist to meet bus for trip to near side of city to the chinese take-out, then either an Uber home or Uber to my standard grocery store, then an Uber home. Would like to be able to eliminate the grocery Uber, but it is what it is. I had planned on a nice Indian-Summer day tomorrow, but at the last minute the weather gods didn't play fair and have decided to rain all morning making for a hot(86F) and humid day.
I'd wanted to do dentist, lunch, and grocery at the far side of the city, but I'm not quite sure I want to slog up the hill, then slog back down the hill with two big heavy bags of groceries, in the rain.
Complaint: The bus company has changed their rates. I used to get my rides for $1.00 each for each "zone". Far side of the city was two zones. Now they're charging $2.75 each ride. I liked the old way better since most of my rides are just one zone.
Regardless, it is, what it is, and it is, after all, a day out of the house, and Chinese take-out, rain be damned.
World letter writing day: Hmmm... never heard of it. Although, I am proud to say that I can, and do still write some letters in cursive.
...way too early in the thread but....
...The Is There Life Before Coffee Complaint Thread?
I haven't written an actual letter since I last wrote home to the 'rents to ask for more pocket cash for college. So I'm thinking I'm 73 now so that would be...a long time ago. Yeah.
Do birthday cards count? I sent the last one to my little nieces and nephews when they were little. The youngest is almost 30 so I text or Facebook at them on their birthdays unless I forget, which is most of the time. They never forget mine though. But they text or call which is nice.
So I guess this is the place where I come to communicate words by type them at other humans, feeble as me is.
Bye bye
John