Last night I got 10 rather simple things listed on Ebay, packed some things to take to the post office today, and practiced on the flute a bit over an hour. I played that first little "song" in the Wye book a lot, and lots of lone tones, octaves, etc.
I woke up at 3 in the afternoon, had coffee and aspirin for "breakfast" and took off around 4. The post office drop-offs went fine, and things went fine also at the bank, where I had them print off some checks for me. then went over to Whole Foods.
The place was rockin' in that there was a black guy sitting on one of the bike racks hustling people for money under the guise of "Raise the minimum wage!" as he kept calling out. And some more guys with an ASPCA booth set up, hustling away.
I went up to CVS for some paper towels and index cards, both a lot more expensive than they used to be of course. I looked at the A1C tester they had, thinking they might have replaced the out-of-date one by now but they hadn't. A worker was right there and I showed them how the one they had was dated 2021. The guy said it was no problem, he could "damage it out" and that should result in a new one arriving. I told him I'll keep an eye out because if the new one that comes in isn't past date, I'll buy it. According to online reviews, their A1C testers are accurate, and at $60-$80 or so, for two tests, that's probably half the price of getting an A1C test at a clinic, even if I could.
I also took a walk down memory lane, by which I mean the booze aisle. The old bottom-shelf liquor I used to buy at barely over $10 a handle is now $15. Stoli used to be on sale $23-$25 a handle all the time there, and now it's $35. I'm saving even more money these days by not drinking.
I went back to Whole Foods and got some shrimp salad and a near-beer and ate upstairs. It's windy and cold, and I'm glad I was not trying to busk in this kind of weather.
Then I did some serious shopping, spending about $90. With the paper towels and stuff, I probably spent about $125 today. If I were busking it'd be all I'd have to spend out of the bank, too. The $50 from a decent day busking would take care of any other spending I wanted to do.
I went back out and the guys with the booth were done for the day but the guy sitting in the bike racks was still there. We got talking about the wind, and that led to talking about the Chicago airport. So I talked about that while putting things away in the bike bags and getting ready to take off, and the guy actually packed up and left. Maybe it was just to go inside for a warm-up and a snack. Or maybe talking his ear off about airports can make him move on.
I rode over to the Amazon place and picked up bubble mailers, and then on home. It was windy as hell and the ride was a real slog. On 10th street where the train tracks cross, they have it all torn up so it's not even possible to sneak by the construction site on the sidewalk. I had to circle around to 7th, then through "Zombie Alley" and back to 10th. I guess they're fixing those bumpy train tracks - I wonder if they saw, on camera, that time I almost did "the flying W" on my bike going across there?
I got back here, only stopping to pick up a large "Dish Pack" box from the other side of the complex, and put things away and now am in for the night. I'd left at 4 and got back at 7 so that was 3 hours.
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