I am going to miss this view. Things change, life goes on.
A quick epilogue to yesterday’s rent-paying fiasco. I received a notice from my bank that a transaction had been rejected due to insufficient funds in my account. Well, that was my stopgap measure to keep Western Union from double-dipping. Seems to have worked although I was not happy about being gigged for the $29 bounced check fee. Oh well, lesson learned.
I spent yesterday evening at It Doesn’t Matter. It appears I enjoyed myself:
I bought from the Yakult vendor and the peanut vendor, but not the ladies’ sportswear vendor. She had an interesting setup though:
My doctor’s appointment went about as I expected. She took some history, reviewed my prescriptions, and referred me to Bay Pointe hospital for some lab work. When I get those results she will review them with me and we’ll make a plan from there.
So, that’s that. Keeping this post short and sweet to make up for the torture I put y’all through yesterday.
Oh, has anyone else noticed the whole COVID narrative falling apart like an old building?
Ah, yes, the move is happening! I hope it goes well. Good luck with everything; may the experience be as painless as possible.
I don’t drink, so this is my first time seeing drink chits. Interesting.
Most bars don’t use the paper chits, they just run a tab. The nice thing about the chit system is you can keep track of what you are drinking (spending) and there is no dispute at the end of the night.