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Out past the fountain

Published Wednesday, November 4, 2009 at 17:15

I had an excellent day on Monday. I did laundry, I cooked some awesome food [home-made hot-dog buns and sweet potato chips], I went for a nice long walk, I did laundry, I started mending my socks, I sorted through all my clothes and put away my summer ones and put several winter ones that no longer worked for me aside for charity. Tuesday came up and gently but firmly let me know that I really enjoyed Monday rather too much and I would have to pay the price.

I tired to be gentle, I only had one thing to do [go to the library] and otherwise I could rest. I managed to get some more socks mended [finished today] and I got some wonderful books. I rested.

Today I woke up and I was informed that I really hadn’t rested enough and I shouldn’t have enjoyed Monday so much.

I was scheduled for the first of the H1N1 vaccines today. So I rested as best I could all morning. I watched TV, I listened to music. I still did the dishes because I felt guilty about not doing them yesterday. Which is stupid because it is my back/shoulders that’s complaining. While Weasel was making her lunch yesterday she said she’d run out of mustard [we have a wide variety all the time, I'm amazed we ran out] plus we ran out of floss and I’d used all the onions. So after my injection I went to the grocery store. Carried around a basket because they don’t have small trolleys for free use*. I just managed to get to my bike and home. I’ve put the stuff on the counter and I’ve had to sit down.

* Their trolley options are not useful for me. There are four options:

  1. Big trolley, unwieldy, heavy and deep requiring a lot of bending over
  2. Little trolley, requires a pound coin to use [you get it back when you return the trolley]
  3. Disabled trolley that clips onto a wheelchair [I've used it, awesome - but there are only two and the last time I went there was a non-disabled woman pushing one around the shop]
  4. Baskets – okay when empty, but very hard on the hands/elbows/shoulders/back when full

I do not carry cash with me as a general rule, I use cards everywhere. I have one penny that I got as change once. Note to self: get pound coin from Weasel at next opportunity. Oh there’s another layer to this madness too. If I cycle, I have a detachable pannier that I take into the shop with me. I fill it up as I check out. A full pannier is often too heavy for me to carry so I leave it in the trolley and wheel it to my bike. I put the pannier on my bike then have to leave it all to put the trolley back so I can get my pound coin back. They’ve made it fairly difficult to do the shopping safely and conveniently for cyclists.

… I clearly have issues around shopping that I needed to get off my chest.

So yes, Monday good, pity I have to pay such a heavy price for it.

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