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I was in town, out, and about to go in when I went for my wallet. Ah, right. Back, and out again. It has to happen from time to time. A bit of shopping and an extra meal for the day. Nice. I mean, downright good. Which reminds me, after recovering from my little bits of work, I ought to make a pot of coffee. Heavy cream, milk, I just can't do it black. Not often. Sometimes it's perfect, like tea in the raw. A fluke of tastes. Oh, trust me, I wish I could do that. It isn't so much the savings as the convenience of not being hooked on the store.
A cow would be great, when she is wet. But that would be huge work, and not fulltime milk even so, and too much milk. Plus, you don't just hit one teat for milk, one for cream, and one for butter! Darned inconvenient. And that is a lot of work. Even with machines, you have to keep that stainless absolutely clean. Cleaner than what you eat upon. And, actually, I am not sure, even with the volume a cow kicks out, that it would be enough, with waste, to make enough cream and butter, plus have regular milk left over? Dunno, but I suspect maybe not. Hmm... for one? Yeah, I'll retract that. Even a small cow produces several gallons a day, I believe, in season. Dairies must do things to get cows to milk variably. It's calf related, so perhaps they seasonal breed various parts of the herd to sustain milk output? Anyway... that would be a lot of work for very little gain. And the expense of feed would... Yeah. For now I think I'll stick with the store.
I did get one load of trash and recycling out. I can probably get another load out, and cat litter. I've kept the litter very well, but it's about time. I'll look it over, but it might all need to go. With this type, if the blue is faded and white is yellow in a third of the mix, I call it dead. But this stuff does last amazingly well, if I abuse that just a bit. Still, keep it cleaned out and stirred, and you would be surprised. There are three things I can do to get extra loving for a few days from the girls. Cleaning the litter, showering, and an extra wet feed. Then I become a sharp dressed tom. For a few days, then back to being an ogre. With two of those three at once, I may need a bat to keep them away. :) Wanting in my lap, sleeping on the back of my chair while constantly sniffing my hair, throwing batties at me. *blink blink* Seriously, dames are dames, I don't care the species.
Hmm... Laundry cycle, the remnants of trash, perhaps a very few dishes that have been used... Then, perhaps, hitting the hallway. If I am up in the light, maybe dealing with the patio furniture. If that gets done, then clearing the back hall, sweeping the hall and bathroom, then mopping those two areas. I'll figure anything out after that.
Oh, while shopping, I saw bathrobes. The tag indicated "one size fits all". While not a perfect test for that, I'm not a bad test. Enough in the chest, if only to right above my knees, and that only because they are made for really fat guys, so it hangs a bit off. I've been looking for those for years. I was looking at specific types, but those start at $60 and go to $300 or more. I could neither make up my mind, or justify. These are flannel and $19 per. Two, so I can wash one and not be without. Dark colors to match any food spills! :) Short is fine, last year I bought a number of open leg sweat pants that work well. Just one more nag off my list, and something warmer than just a t-shirt for this winter. Who doesn't want custom luxury? But, yeah, these work just fine, better actually. I won't freak out about a tear, or spill, or such.
Later.
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