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I have too many all-day tasks on my plate. Not that most of them are necessarily difficult, but they have equally medium-low priority and they are all sort of inconvenient to do.
I need to get my eyes checked and new glasses. This is always an ordeal. I need a place to get it done. Wasn't happy with the last place.
I need to go to Target for sundry items some time in the next 2 weeks... I'm about to run out of the main supply of toilet paper and once you open the emergency reserves, it's time to replenish.
I made cookies over the weekend and now there is no brown sugar. That means no oatmeal for breakfasts... of course, since there's also no milk, it wasn't going to be a problem. I've had brown sugar on my mental list for 3 shopping trips, but I guess I'm easily distracted. The brown sugar is relatively near the crackers and I bought 2 boxes of white cheddar rabbit-shape crackers last time, so I was right there.
I need new underwear. It's bad enough that I need new panties. That's just an annoyance because I have to find just the right Target so they actually stock the size+style I like. I like loose panties so tight jeans do not give me a wedgie. That means I'm buying whatever they're calling the "jumbo" size. Stupidly in many stores that XXL type size usually only comes in thong. I can see the point of thong underwear, but not in the all-cotton 10-packs of cheap white panties. Thong underwear is largely decorative, so buying it in a functional-only format is ridiculous. It's really strange that they have the sizing backward like that. Thongs in XXL, but granny panties in XXS. Women that skinny are the ones who wear the decorative underwear. Personally, I'd like some really well-made ass-covering panties in the kinds of fabric Laura Ashley made famous. Or colors. Anything but white. Maybe I should to to a fat women store. Other women complain that they only have flower-print granny panties, so I might be well pleased.
But the real underwear dread is bra shopping. I can, just barely, fasten my own bras. But when they're new, I always need help. Because of gender-specificity in fitting rooms, I cannot bring a male friend and I just don't have female friends. So that means letting a sales lady touch my naked skin. They are, inevitably, professional. It's not skeevy except to my own prudishness. Then after that, the kinds of bras I like are $60-75 each. They last a long time, but I've been putting this off for a while and I should buy 6. So I'm looking at probably a $500 expenditure. I'm not really worried about the money. I figure I wear out 3 bras per year, but it's been 4 since I bought any, so I have the allocation saved already. Now that I'm down to 2 bras without structural failures, the solution needs to be implemented quickly... because daily wear on a 4 year old bra is going to cause imminent fail.
But I'd rather just drink coffee and read.
I need to get my eyes checked and new glasses. This is always an ordeal. I need a place to get it done. Wasn't happy with the last place.
I need to go to Target for sundry items some time in the next 2 weeks... I'm about to run out of the main supply of toilet paper and once you open the emergency reserves, it's time to replenish.
I made cookies over the weekend and now there is no brown sugar. That means no oatmeal for breakfasts... of course, since there's also no milk, it wasn't going to be a problem. I've had brown sugar on my mental list for 3 shopping trips, but I guess I'm easily distracted. The brown sugar is relatively near the crackers and I bought 2 boxes of white cheddar rabbit-shape crackers last time, so I was right there.
I need new underwear. It's bad enough that I need new panties. That's just an annoyance because I have to find just the right Target so they actually stock the size+style I like. I like loose panties so tight jeans do not give me a wedgie. That means I'm buying whatever they're calling the "jumbo" size. Stupidly in many stores that XXL type size usually only comes in thong. I can see the point of thong underwear, but not in the all-cotton 10-packs of cheap white panties. Thong underwear is largely decorative, so buying it in a functional-only format is ridiculous. It's really strange that they have the sizing backward like that. Thongs in XXL, but granny panties in XXS. Women that skinny are the ones who wear the decorative underwear. Personally, I'd like some really well-made ass-covering panties in the kinds of fabric Laura Ashley made famous. Or colors. Anything but white. Maybe I should to to a fat women store. Other women complain that they only have flower-print granny panties, so I might be well pleased.
But the real underwear dread is bra shopping. I can, just barely, fasten my own bras. But when they're new, I always need help. Because of gender-specificity in fitting rooms, I cannot bring a male friend and I just don't have female friends. So that means letting a sales lady touch my naked skin. They are, inevitably, professional. It's not skeevy except to my own prudishness. Then after that, the kinds of bras I like are $60-75 each. They last a long time, but I've been putting this off for a while and I should buy 6. So I'm looking at probably a $500 expenditure. I'm not really worried about the money. I figure I wear out 3 bras per year, but it's been 4 since I bought any, so I have the allocation saved already. Now that I'm down to 2 bras without structural failures, the solution needs to be implemented quickly... because daily wear on a 4 year old bra is going to cause imminent fail.
But I'd rather just drink coffee and read.
