I drove to another county to get my hair cut/tidied
today (this was the fun and enjoyable part of my day); while standing at
the cash register to pay, I was informed that the Hair Salon only took cash …
it would have been nice if they had notified me of that before the haircut; I
could have gone prepared.
The Bank sent me around the building to the outside transaction area … I had left my car in the hair Salon Parking Lot, and walked to the Bank (maybe 30 steps away); so, I held my breath as I stood in line, but eventually I had to breathe: I sucked up a LOT of gas fumes waiting for the jacked-up pickup in front of me, to stop jacking around and finish his business.
The “fun” was quickly disappearing …
Money finally in hand, I hoofed it back to the Hair Salon and paid for my haircut; as I turned the ignition in the car, that scary yellow triangle popped on the screen with a notification popping up telling me the battery in my key fob was low – it didn’t specify which one (mine or Bob’s), so I drove back to Longview and over to Dick Hannah Toyota, and had both batteries for both key fobs replaced. Normally I kinda like the heady odors of the lobby (new tires/new car scents) … but, today, with my lungs so traumatized by the gas fumes they had to endure, the lobby odors were making my lungs seize and my heart rate gallop: my circulatory system was starving for oxygen.
I got home without incident – picked up the mail – and saw that I received a stimulus payment: IN CARD FORM, instead of going directly to my bank account, as usual. So, into the car/into town I went. And ended up sucking up triple the amount of gas fumes I had previously been treated to … WHILE the tellers INSIDE ARE MASKLESS!
I started to steam.
W.T.F.: What is the POINT?????
My asthma inhaler helps – but it is not a miracle worker; my lungs are on fire.
I grabbed a pizza on the way back home: there was no energy left to cook the liver I had planned to cook for Supper.
I’m really ready to slap the Fast Forward Button all the way into 2024: I’m seriously D.O.N.E. with 2021 already.
If I drank seriously – today would be the day.
But I only ‘nurse’ a 4 oz goblet of wine on Shabbat … and the sunset tonight saved the day 😉
