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Long day. Zzzz.


Long day.

Took step-daughter to driver’s ed in the morning. Returned home, fed the animals, gave Ruby her antibiotic. Tried to leave. Went back in the house about 4 times for forgotten items.

Took the car to have the brakes looked at. Got a tiny bit of work done. Was strongly encouraged to get the brakes fixed without driving the car anywhere else. Was told I’d have to wait 5.5 hours. Arranged for step-daughter’s friend’s mom to pick up step-daughter and friend from Driver’s Ed.

Walked several blocks to a bagel shop wearing my heavy computer backpack and flip-flops. Ordered a vegan bagel sandwich. Tried to pay for it, only to find out they don’t take debit cards. Walked several more blocks wearing my heavy computer backpack and flip-flops,and got cash out of a credit union ATM. Walked several blocks back to the bagel place. Purchased and ate the bagel sandwich. {It was good—they had Tofutti!} Sent a few emails.

Walked several blocks to Starbucks wearing my heavy computer backpack and flip-flops. Worked there for a few hours. Step-daughter, her friend, and her friend’s mom met me at Starbucks and gave me a ride back to the car place so step-daughter could get her stuff out of the car for a sleepover.  

{The car was done early! And under quote!}

Ran a few errands, tested the brakes. Got a new phone, switched carriers. Missed a marketing get-together at a pub. Showed up at the studio at 6p just in time to make my regular Thursday appointment with my co-host. Went to pick up a vegan Pizza Mondo pizza for the two of us {best pizza in town}. Drove around for 10 minutes without finding a parking spot. Parked back at the station. Walked to the pizza place in my flip-flops, got the pizza, walked back. Worked at the station until after 10.

Came home, was hoping to wind down. Had the kids take out the trash. Couldn’t find the dog’s antibiotics. Looked everywhere. Finally went out to the garage, put rubber gloves on, and had my step-daughter help me look through copious amounts of kitchen waste, one item at a time. After removing all trash, examining it, and putting about half of it back, my step-daughter found the antibiotics. Cleaned up. Gave Ruby her antibiotic.

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