In which the errands win

[rolanni]

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I did not have a restful night, thanks to the bruised ribs deciding that their interests had been neglected.  About 4:00 a.m. Trooper arrived on the bed, surveyed the situation, administered head-butts, and stretched out back-to-back with me.  Honest to ghu, it's like sleeping with a German shepherd.  Except German shepherd's don't purr.  Trooper has a Most Satisfying purr, and I was probably asleep inside of three minutes, to wake, at 8:30 limber enough to get the trash out to the road before the town truck went by.

Breakfast included two aspirin; after they kicked in, I drove Kineo to the Post Office and retrieved the package waiting for me there -- a softcover edition of The Beast of the Rails, Book One of the Second Journey of Agatha Heterodyne, and!  a signed photo of Bangladesh Dupree, suitable for framing, a bookmark, a Transylvania Polynostic University Student ID, and a. . .something.  A paper medal depicting Agatha atop a Bear, as it runs at a Toothy Mechanical Dragon.  Agatha is holding a lance.

The rest of the errands included picking up prescriptions at CVS, and completing the grocery shopping I had let slide on Tuesday, because -- ouch.

I am now home, and exhausted, and trying to decide if I should have lunch before I take a nap, or forget about lunch and just go straight to nap.

I had hoped to get more done this week.  Silly me.

In other news, it's a truly gorgeous day here in Central Maine -- Sunny, dry, and about 71F/22C.  Really a perfect day to go for a drive. . .or maybe not.

I have heard from Steve; he's on the road and heading Maine-ward.  Depending on roadwork/detours and other summertime travel hazards, he could be home this evening.

And now?

I'm going to. . .*flips coin*

Go take a nap.

Comments

[thewol.livejournal.com]

Oddly enough, I slipped in the street adjacent to the hospital where I worked and landed on my knee. You got off a whole lot easier than I did. I broke my sweet little kneecap and had two - count them - surgeries on it and a total of six months of rehab. No ribs were involved, but I'm (a) allergic to aspirin, (b) allergic to opiates, which means I'm not allowed to have any of the good stuff without a stiff dose of Benadryl already on board which (c) severely restricts my pain relief options.

There are few things more comforting than a purring cat. It's the all natural insomnia cure.

[rolanni.livejournal.com]

Oh, there's no doubt that I was really, really lucky. I'm sorry you weren't similarly lucky.