Sleep stats. |
There was a plan with Mom to empty my remaining items from the booth we shared at the antiques co-op and clean up the space for the end of our run. It was a little sad because it felt like there was some momentum going and I still had lots of stuff that could have gone in there as items turned over and space allowed. I hadn't even gotten to the vintage soup tureen, flatware and chest, and mid-century end table. And a lot of other stuff. Maybe I can find a similar space rental situation near me. Or just donate the stuff and be done with it quickly.
After the antique shop, the plan was to go out for for lunch, but that was scrapped at the last minute. I got gas at the low central Mass price of $2.97/gallon which always feels like a victory and then headed back home to grocery shop for the weekly salad fixings and Luigi’s Italian Ice. There was a delightful interaction with a petite older lady at the frozen dinner cases while I looked for the Bibigo Korean steamed dumplings found there once and never again since. Including today.
The tiny silver haired woman asked me to read the box she was holding and tell her if it could be cooked in her tiny oven (she showed me the size with her hands) or microwave. (The box had instructions for both.) She told me she is Chinese and described the wontons that she said Chinese people like that can be used in soup. She showed me the ravioli that she tried and said those are "too cheesy for Chinese people." She told me she used to live in North Dakota and there were no Chinese restaurants there, only American food and Mexican food and I think her food options have improved a bit.
Ramen. |
By then I was wondering what to do about supper, but couldn’t decide if I was hungry or just tired, and ate a bunch of strawberries while formulating a proper supper plan.
The cheap and crappy frozen pizza for lunch ranked as unsatisfactory, but that didn't stop me from eating half of it. Supper ended up being ramen with broccoli, queso, and Korean hot pepper paste. Today suffered from questionable nutritional value, but I needed a break from salad and didn't feel like cooking.
Another crazy forecast. |
For the record, I thought I had left tornadoes behind when I left Tennessee, but whaddaya know, for the second time in a week, here we are with
that word popping in a New England weather forecast. Hopefully, any storm activity will
miss us again, although, there are a couple people I might not feel too sad about
if I heard a twister took the opportunity to drop a house on them. So far, there has been no crazy weather and the sun is currently blazing. And I'm tired.
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