Not a bad effort.

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Traffic was insane today.  Main street was a bumper to bumper crawl, even the side streets were quite busy.  Side streets, just one or two off, are often the refuge of locals.  Not today, or not as successfully.  I kept my cool, mostly.  Tire rotation first, in and out in a hurry.  Then on to an oil change.  The guy at the counter told me to come back at 13:00.  I asked him to make an appointment, but he said I wouldn't need one.  Wrong.  I went to the wetworks for whistle adjustment fluid, then back.  I had to wait another hour.  I wish he had just been straight with me.  No worries, I needed a break from traffic anyway.  Beside oil, I got the inspection I needed for plates.  It'll save me a hassle later on, if I don't lose the paperwork.  After that I checked about a haircut.  The gal who does it as I like it wasn't in, won't be until Friday.  I just didn't like the last gal, and I don't think random works.  If you find someone you like, stick with them.  A lot of women cutting hair simply shouldn't.  They don't know what they are doing!  Bleh.

After that, I don't even remember.  The store for a few items, coffee, I ordered steaks before driving in so I wouldn't have to wait, I picked those up.  I need more charcoal, and... something(s) else?  Tomorrow.  I have my list.  I checked things off as I did them, so I know what I need.  I was going to pick up cat litter, but I think, since that would be a separate store, and it is busy out there, I will wait until my return trip.  But, for all intents and purposes, that is it for today.  I will stay awake until supper arrives, then crash well and deservedly. 

Not a bad day.  Somewhere in there, I became exhausted enough that it stopped hurting.  If I had to guess, when I get into bed, the pain will return to me as I try to break down into sleep.  It often does.  Well, and tomorrow morning will probably be a bit harsh.  No problems.  I know these things.  I sort of planned for them.  You can never quite be ready for that kind of pain though.  Memory doesn't serve, and it can be so fresh and sharp.  I'm rather glad I can't remember.  Then the trick is merely to suffer past it.  It's sort of like weight lifting.  All good.

I'll be up for a while longer, but this is my last post for the day.  Good night.