04:12 pm - Whine
Need to buy groceries and get nails fixed. But it hurts
to move. Bleah. Maybe I'll feel better this
evening; maybe I can get my nails done before going off to
rehearsal tomorrow and buy groceries on the way back, if
any of the 24-hour supermarkets I knew are still 24-hour
now. (Broke one of my strumming nails off right at the
if-I-trim-extremely-carefully-maybe-it-won't-hurt-much
edge of the quick a few days ago, have been meaning to get
to the nail salon since; another strumming nail needs less
dramatic repair. Plumber spilled a cleaning solution into
the half-used bag of cat litter, so I need to replace that
before tomorrow night (trash night) regardless of how I can
stretch the bread and cheese and chocolate I've got (not
dire). And the two nearest formerly-24-hour grocery stores
have cut their hours, so when I was feeling well enough last
night they were already closed.)
When I went to bed this morning I had what looked like
a solid plan for the day. Argh. Tomorrow.