Out and back.

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A massage, at 9:00?  I woke at a quarter to eight.  It's a good thing I both remembered and had mojo.  I jumped, showered, and was still out before eight.  I just can't go for a massage without showering fresh.  It helped that I showered yesterday.  Clean on clean is easy.  The new gal did well.  It's a blessed thing.  I sent a short prayer of thanks... before nearly blanking with what goes on in mind and body.  Oh, no changing into robes.  Those came mid thigh, which means, essentially, a mini skirt.  *wink*  If I work the ladies up any more than I already do I might have to flee... or die rested until they finish with me.

Then to the grocery store.  I know, I swore off meat, but...  And veggies, brand name, were on for ten for ten.  I bought those in three types, plus mixed fruits, beans, and smaller cans of tomatoes.   That should keep me for months.  Chicken hindquarters, more pork, and a steak.  I had to think about the steak.  It was that or Jimmie Johns.  The steak won, and was barely cheaper.  Next, the hardware store.  I had enough cash in case there was a card problem again.  Wood blades, in two lengths.   Supposed to last five times as long.  I'll find out.  Card went through.

Nice, goodie, grand.  I have the steak salting, a potato and sweet potato baking, a can of corn drained, ready to be buttered and cooked with the steak right on the grill, in the can.  I fed the girls, will do their litter shortly.  I may nap after lunch?  If I can, I am hoping to make a few calls and trim three more easier to reach branches.  Or... well... not.  It's time to start the grill.  Have a great day.  Later.