Shoppin' at Ross

 I actually practiced a bit last night, just the scale. It feels like I've not practiced for a month. But interestingly, the practice didn't make me feel like dozing off. I also noticed while out riding around today that I didn't have to use the bathroom desperately when I was halfway through my errands. It was getting nuts there for a while, I'd go before leaving, have to dash into the loo at H Mart, and still have to use it again as soon as I got back here. 

I woke up early enough that I was able to photo and list the 10 mostly large things I'd gotten ready last night. I took off a  bit earlier than the usual time, dropped off packages at the post office, then stopped at H Mart to lock the bike up. I walked over to Ross and returned the sweat pants that were too big, got my money back, and found another pair that I thought would fit. They cost a little less too. 

I went to HomeGoods and went through the bags of nuts, finding another one of Brazil nuts as they're at least as fresh as the ones from Whole Foods and cost half as much. I got that and a bag of seasoned green olives for $15. 

I went into Sprouts and got two sugar-free meat sticks for $2.50 and walked back over to H Mart where I got a can of coffee and sat out front eating my meat sticks and drinking the coffee and that's when I reflected on how I'm not a prisoner of my bladder any more. I kind of had to "go" but knew I'd be fine and was. I suspect that may have been a sign of pre-diabetes, having to go so often. Between my can of black coffee and the sugar-free meat sticks my snack was at most 1-2 grams of carbs so I'm being very good about following the "keto" diet. 

I got back here and got a Rubbermaid "Brute" plastic tub one of the neighbors was throwing out. Not junque like almost all plastic tubs are. I tried on the new pants and they're a perfect fit. 

Pretty soon Ken came by and we talked about stuff for an hour or so, then he was getting ready to leave and as he got into his car said "Oh!" and started going on about how someone had called him asking about something not getting to them yet, and I said "Come on back in here, we'll look it up" so I dug up what he may have been talking about and he went through all his voice mails and didn't find a thing. I said it's strange that they'd call him as Ebay really encourages using their message system and even if they still won't, Ebay will contact me (us) so it's probably not anything to worry about. Customers will sometimes panic when their thing isn't there when they want, then go silent when everything's OK. 

That put his mind at rest I think, and he took off. I finished off my night by digging some things out from in back and sorting them out, leaving some lovely junk out for the bums, and making sure I have a batch ready to photo when I get up.