To town.

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A list of things to do, get.  I did until I couldn't.  No worries, I have to be out the next two days.  Supper was ready, chicken vegetable soup.  Was great, until I found potato.  Didn't say anything.  Just waited until she was gone then dumped it.  Back to cooking for myself.  If she wanted potato, she could have baked or microwaved one.  Oh well.

It's warmer, but now looks like a storm is coming in.  And I don't think it warmed as they suggested it would.  Maybe to the high, then cooling off?  Otherwise I think it would have gotten hotter than they suggested.  Wrong about everything or partly wrong and dishonest.  Or, of course, merely offering whatever propaganda the state and corpos see fit to shove out.  Only optiosns.  Probably a mix.

The gals from her nursing home called.  I think she enjoyed that.

We have been working with people in Utah and Iowa to keep her medicine on tap.  Her Iowa part D is still active, but no pharmacy in Utah works with them.  Should have ordered in Iowa, but no one told us.  Hmm, I wonder if we can get med orders through in Iowa?  Time is running out quickly for even that.

Will figure something out.  I'll tell you though, no one is much interested.  Squeaky wheel?

Time to rest.  I have to go to town, do more, the next two days.  And while not seasonally hot, getting there.