I’ve been having fresh squeezed grapefruit juice every morning because the oranges that were to be had were pretty sad. This morning, I went in the pantry to get a grapefruit out of the bag I’d bought Friday and saw there was a bad one in the bottom. When I reached in to get one of the ones on top, my thumb went into it. There were at least two rotten ones out of a bag of four. Well, shoot!
I put the bag in a Walmart bag and hung it on the door. My day had just been planned. I was going to town. Looking for the receipt netted me nothing but I did find one that was from a week ago. It had the (correct) price. It would have to do.
Breakfast was without my usual juice. I felt shortchanged.
Cuz came over and, seeing the bag on the door, she asked what was going on. I told her about the rotten fruit and she asked if I hung it on the door so I wouldn’t forget it. Right. That was it.
It was a little after noon when I put clean clothes on my dirty body and set out. I did the maiden voyage of checking my mailbox from the car and I can reach it just fine. In a way, it’s better there than where it was before. It’s far enough away from the end of the driveway that I can pull the car over to it without having to maneuver.
Normally, I grab a cart from where someone has left it without putting it in the corral. There wasn’t one today and I didn’t think to get one as I went in. There were two people ahead of me in Customer Service and they both took forever to do their business. My arms were stretched by about two inches each holding the bag of grapefruit.
When I made it to the front of the line, I explained I didn’t have the receipt from last Friday but I did have one that showed the correct price of the grapefruit. It had rung up at $4.42 and been corrected to $3.48. Since I didn’t have the right receipt, I had to show my driver license. I guess they’ll come looking for me at some point now. After I signed, I was refunded $3.75.
With my list in hand, I went to the produce department. The blueberries were on sale for $1.75 a pint but I could price match them for $1.49. Bananas were 57 cents a lub but ALDI had them for 39 cents. For a wonder, there were some nice navel oranges (a three lub bag) for $4.98. I price matched for $2.49. For the umpteenth time, I had to correct the price for grapefruit. Oh, and the price for blueberries rang up at $2.44 before the price match instead of the posted amount. Seems they could get everything to coordinate. There are probably lots of people who don’t catch the discrepancies.
When I got home, I couldn’t stand myself any longer so I took a bath. My toenails were beginning to look like lethal weapons. I took ’em down a notch.
I’d put Melagel on the place on the corner of my eye and it’s almost gone. I put some more on after my bath.
Cuz came over a couple more times this evening and the second time, she remarked that my nose had quit running. It surely is nice. It was getting sore. I can’t be allergic to oxygen, can I?
I worked on tweaking the mouse to get it just how I want it and now I’m sure that Windows 10 is here to stay.