Bfth's Week In Review: Sept16-20


It's been a crazy/hectic week for me.  (Although I know for some of my friends this week would have been a walk in the park.) I feel like one of those wind-up toys that rushes across the floor, hits the wall, spins around, and then rushes in the next direction.  (My husband says that's a Roomba and it is, but I know there were toys that did that too...back in the day...I am old.)  I'm still not sure where I'm going, but here's where I've been.

 Work week started off in the Poconos.  I worked remotely while the plumbing/HVAC guys came in and did some work.  I think I am their new best customer.  God knows I've thrown WAY too much money their way (at least in my mind), but their work is a long term investment and gives me piece of mind.  (While they get a big piece of my wallet.)  Now we can control the heating/ac system from wherever we are.   My day ended in NJ because I needed to be in the office the next day and we had to pick up some medication for my husband at CVS (because he can't seem to get the prescription switched to the one right up the road from the house in the Poconos).  My mother used to complain about maintaining two homes (first world problems right?) and toting stuff back and forth.  I get it now.

Tuesday after being in the office all day, we had to head to ShopRite.  Yes, I prefer early morning trips, but when I go to the office, I catch a bus that leaves before 7 and that wouldn't give me enough time.  I couldn't wait until Friday morning (when I would be working remotely again), so Tuesday night it was.  While it was crazy in the parking lot (particularly with one woman who wasn't watching her kids and was parked right next to us), we managed to navigate our way through the store quickly. And expensively (for just two people.)  I wanted to make sure hubby had enough food for the days that I would be away and I wanted to make some dinners during the week.  (We've been ordering food way too much!)  I also had to fill up my gas tank (it's cheaper here in NJ).  I went to my local Sunoco, which had been closed and then reopened under new ownership only to switch over to another brand three or so months in and then after a month or two switch back.  (If that made your head spin, think of how mine is!)

Wednesday, after work I had to run some errands with my husband, but first I had to vote.  Yes, you read that right.  On Wednesday, September 18th, there was a special congressional election, not for the state, but for the district in which I reside.  It was to fill a position till the end of the year.  (In November, we will vote to fill this position again for the new term).  So this was a very localized election; does it really matter?  Hell yes!  EVERY election matters and I vote whenever I am eligible.  (I cannot vote in primaries as I have no affliction with any party.)  As citizens, it is our duty and a great privilege to elect our leaders.  I, for one, will NEVER forget or forgo.  (Sadly only about 1600 people in my town took the time to vote; even though there was early voting available so that you didn't have to go in specifically on that day.)  After voting, we ran errands, which for my part were mostly fruitless.  I wanted to run to the ATM, but I forgot my card (that's what happens when you switch bags for an upcoming trip) and I also wanted to pick up a bottle of diet soda, but the store closest to the bank had very little choice and the prices!  Guess, I'll have to run errands on Thursday night too!  (Ugh!)

Which brings me to Thursday.  My left knee had been bothering me a little.  (Remember this:  https://bfthsboringblog.blogspot.com/2023/01/knees-up.html).  I have several compression sleeves, so I thought I'd throw one in my luggage.  Could I find one?  (You know what the answer is, don't you?)  The one that I had carried with me every in my laptop sleeve (since I do a lot of walking when I head into the office), I had loaned to my husband when we were in the Poconos, which is where he left it.  The other two have mysteriously disappeared.  (Perhaps they have joined the framed photo of the NJ house from 1924, my Mickey Mouse head ring, my two "ring guards" and one of my silver/gold hoop earrings.  Talk about frustration...they HAVE to be somewhere, but WHERE?)  So it was back out again.  This time I brought my ATM card and got some cash.  Then it was on to CVS (again) get a knee support sleeve. (The cheapest that they had on the shelf, which still isn't cheap.)  I put it on immediately and it seemed to help.  (It's all in the mind you know.)  Then it was on to a different grocery store (because 2 in one week is not enough) to get soda (when did the prices go up and why did I not notice before?) and rice (because you always need to have rice in the house) before finally heading home.

Today/Friday:  I am working from home and trying to get everything set up for tomorrow's early morning travel.  I tried to be organized and pack early and now I can't remember all of what I packed.  (And I'm loath to open everything up and go looking.)  I previously confirmed my car pick up for tomorrow morning (when it will be pitch black out), checked in for my flight (and printed out the boarding pass...did I really need to do that?  Shouldn't I just use the app?) and received my boarding pass for my shuttle from the airport to the hotel.  (I'm already pre-checked in there as well as I will be arriving WAY before official check in time...or at least I hope I will!)  So I should be good.  (Then why am I starting to panic?)

Here's hoping next week (which starts tomorrow for me), will be one of fun and relaxation.  (Relaxation?  In Disney World?  Is that possible.)  I'm sure I'll have lots of tales to tell when I get back.  Hopefully all good ones, but...


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