There is good exercise and bad exercise.
Yesterday morning I experienced the former by doing some hand sawing of limbs and then afterward taking a walk to Glenwood Park Kroger in order to buy a couple items.
Yesterday afternoon I experienced the latter. My first frustration was self-inflicted because I forgot to tell the Ibotta app that I bought the cheese for which I’d get the purchase price refunded. I have contacted Ibotta and am waiting to see if I will receive a refund. [update: I wrote that bit last night, as of this morning I have been informed that the refund has been processed.] The second frustration came at the virtual hands of the Girl Scouts. I was attempting to buy some cookies online. I thought I’d be brilliant by turning my $20 cream cheese gift card into $20 in cookies but the form required a name on the card; this was the problem I experienced trying to use the gift card at Amazon. Still wanting to buy cookies I decided to get them using my credit card, but when the form refused to correctly handle auto fill, it kept inserting asterisks for numbers in the credit card number field, I got frustrated and gave up. This is how I will lose weight, right?
Last night’s Betsy dinner was fake chicken enchiladas. No matter if you read that as “fake” chicken enchiladas, or “fake chicken” enchiladas you are correct because it was a non-authentic attempt at the meal using fake chicken meat as the protein. Even though I took liberties with the recipe, the meal was quite delicious.
I am amazed each time I try to check an eBook out from the library. No matter how obscure the title I wish to check out, there seems to be other people waiting for it. The title in this instance is “The Death and Life of Great American Cities” written in the early 1960s by a woman named Jane Jacobs. I discovered the book while reading another book called “The Columbus Anthology”. There is one copy of the book in the Dekalb Library system, it is checked out, and there are two other people ahead of me in the hold queue.
It appears that the woman who cuts my hair has either changed her mind about quitting the business, or has delayed her closure. Either way, I am seeing her this morning for a haircut. Woot.
Depending on what I hear from Bonnie about her plan for the evening I will most likely attempt to do a little more choring in WLF and then either tuck into some leftovers or make a pizza for dinner.
Hope that your week has been good and you are remaining healthy.