rivers_bend

This whole not being able to drive thing makes grocery shopping quite difficult. B is useless at shopping and pretty much flatly refuses to do it. I wish him luck on his own come the summer, but that's another story. The point of this story is that we have no food in the house. Again. I did an online shop, but it won't be here til tomorrow. So I thought I would go to the corner shop for something to eat for lunch. I opened my wallet to get my cash card, knowing I didn't have any cash but assuming I would be able to find enough stuff *coughbenandjerry'scough* to take myself over the 5 pound limit for cards. So. Wallet open and... no cash card. I always put it back and always in the same place, but it wasn't there. It wasn't in any of the other slots, pockets or any other parts of my wallet, nor was it in my handbag.

I started to panic. This is not good.

Fortunately there was a well timed email to distract me (thank you tigertrapped) and I stopped panicking and started thinking. I looked online to make sure no one was using my card and saw there that I had last used it at the post office next to the doctor's to get cash. I remembered a vague feeling of wrongness as I walked away from the counter yesterday. I rang the post office. and YAY, they had my card. So I walked up the huge hill and fetched my card, got some more cash and came back down the hill and got some food. It was kind of gnarly, but filled a hole. I've no idea what we're having for supper though.

The walk followed by lunch wore me out. I am so tired of this exhaustion business. But I watched Prison Break (OMG crying Wentworth does things to me. delicious things), and now I feel better. I'm trying to write, but it's going kind of slowly. I am a morning sort of person.

That's all for now. *g*