A few items.

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Each month I make a few purchases.  For home, for prep, perhaps some food items.  An eclectic mix of need, want, utility, and spice of one sort or another.  This order was mostly domestic, not really a need but not without utility.

Among the things were shower curtains.  Both a liner and an outer curtain.  One of the womenfolk I once knew introduced me to double curtains.  It stuck.  While the one up is not at an end, and will be washed and stored, I simply decided to change the view.  I chose a rendition of Mona Lisa this time.  Something classic, something I have considered since youth.  Some things of antiquity simply remain, in some probably great part because they were done very well.  I ignore modern revisionists and cast them out as Christ cast out money-changers.  Not from the temple of our Father, mind you, but from the mind and because of their natures which is wholly a lie.  As well, since I am tending the bathroom a bit more diligently, I decided to purchase bathroom rugs.  Though I will sweep and mop again before putting those down.  Yes, yes, moving toward greater domestication with, perhaps, a touch of... provincial in form perhaps... culture.

I had meant to just take the items to the bathroom, and store them until I am working again.  The "do now" bug stung me, though, half way through simply stowing.  Up they went.  As is, I only have one set of bath curtain runners, so both curtains go onto one set.  I am considering buying another set, though I don't know if that is the best idea.  Still, it is easier, when changing both curtains, to have them both on the same devices.  The old curtains will be washed.  I am sure the outer one is still good, but the clear one may have served it's purpose.  Still, it could make a decent, possibly disposable after reuse, ground cloth for something, or painting ground cloth, or waterproof cover for something.  So it may simply be folded, if the rust stains do not go away, and stuck out in the garage for another day.  While not a greeny, by a long shot, I am a believer in wasting not, wanting not.  And, a nickle is a nickle, innit?  Plus, anything I want takes either a shopping run to town or an order and shipment.  Nothing, out here, is as free as for cityfolk.  So, holding onto little things, is as much efficiency of living, saving a nickle or three, as it is about having what could be handy without the hassle of hunting.

As well, some of the products which some suspect help heart patients have arrived.  Not all.  I need to set up my pillbox anyway.  Though I believe I will wait until the rest arrive.  I will approach these much as I approach any medicine.  I will start with one type, see how that goes after a month, or two.  Can't be too careful with this stuff.  If it shares anything with it's prescription sisters, it isn't to be trifled with.  If things go well, then I may add another.  Some things are purely vitamins.  So I can take without issue.  Some are very specific herbs or such, and those will be dealt with very cautiously.  It's not so much that I fear death.  It's more that, now that I have gotten a good healthy taste of life, off and on these last few years, I would like a bigger bite of it.  I think these, perhaps, might allow for that.  Certainly worth some minor risks and a few coins.

I don't know what, if anything, else I may get to today.  A shower would be nice.  And a bit of a pleasant one, with Mona covering my... indiscretionables?  Something.  New things can make life just a bit better, for a while.  And I have had that other shower curtain in use since I moved here... perhaps since Iowa?  Memory fails, just that it has been at least five years.  Yeah, a change.  Don't expect much change around here.  Just a touch, now and then.  Mostly just new tools and the like.  I suppose, once in a while, I've got to fool them, and prove I yet live?  :)

Later.