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Doubt, as with fear or illness or other things, doesn't preclude action. It is merely an assessment. It was growing long in the afternoon. I had done a few things, but... getting a shower and then to town, and then to a very long list of projects, chores, and duties seemed a bit much. What wouldn't get done. What would? What, again, was I supposed to do? Wow, yeah, maybe, probably not. I might get some of it, and that is a start. So I pushed on.
I caught a break with my first set of tasks. I had planned to drop the box off at UPS, then head to an office works store to get my drivers license printed full size, then take the two items to be sent by post to the post office and sent. As it turns out, the UPS office has print capability, offered post, and a postal drop box. Bingo. That just cut an hour, or more depending on lines, out of my schedule. After that, I called my friend. Lunch first, for me. He was not hungry. Taco Bell, for a change. It wasn't great or filling. I didn't want to be filled, I still had some running to do. Actually, just groceries. He still needed chocolate ice cream sticks, so that worked. I purchased all I would need for a while, and few extras, he got his shopping finished, so I took him to his place.
As I was leaving town, I realized I had forgotten a couple of things. Onions, first off. But I had failed to find flouride free toothpaste, if that wasn't something I need immediately. It was on my list. So, against my natural drive to keep going when I am already moving in a certain direction, I went back to another store. Oh, and I remembered the day. So... I bought beer. Yes, I... deserve a little grain juice, and I'm not into green organic goo. So what if it is a little... rotten. :p
Nice. Very nice. A bit of rest this weekend, with some house cleaning on the side. Good night... probably.
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