While I was clearing out the bathroom cupboard, I caught my sleeve on the nails that hold the TP holder in. The builder didn't have them cut off or anything put on them -- they're sharp nails sticking out. I remember to miss the ones in my bathroom, but forgot about these. There was a three-corner tear, but it's a patterned top and I have fray-chek so by the time I was done, it looked like normal.
Today I had lunch at Captain D's (bad Marilee -- fried fish and okra), then picked up some coin batteries at Radio Shack. The last time I was at Radio Shack, the manager and staff were caucasian. Today, they were Hispanic and I decided to risk anger and ask if they were put in because that entire strip shopping center has turned into Latino stores and was told that wasn't it. I'm not sure I believe them. Then I went by the loan department at my credit union to have them fax the payoff on my home equity line of credit to the title company and the loan processor, then to the USP Store to buy a couple of boxes, and finally to the thrift store to take those things that the Transitional Housing folks don't want, but are still good.
I had to rest in the recliner when I got home and I still have my shoes on because my right foot felt itchy last night. I found five spider bites on the top of my foot and front of my ankle so my robe and slippers have been through a hot water wash and are now in the dryer.