Ugh. So little time, so much crap to do. I've given up on the idea of cleaning house, can do no more. Who cares anyway? Bring on the dumpsters when the time comes. But it's a beautiful day,and let's see what's on the agenda: I'm supposed to shower as usual for 3 days in a row and then again with a bottle of chlorhexdine, which is NOT to be used on "face, hair, underarms, or groin." What else is there to wash, I ask you. Then, in addition to all the other rules and restrictions relating to lifestyle and personal hygiene, something else new. Mupirocin Ointment which you're to apply to each nostril twice a day for 2 days before and 3 days after surgery. All to prevent the spread of infections, which has to be a good thing, though annoying in its implementations.
We need to go get a washer. I waited to see the ads in today's paper, but our newspaper delivery was mixed up today. The advertising supplements for both papers were missing, replaced by a duplicate copy of the Times Union, and MISSING the critical "UNWIND" section which has the NYT Crossword, and is the only reason I get the paper. So no ads and no X-word. Grrr.
There are no groceries in the house, and I want to see "Jersey Boys." I must recalibrate....
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