Volume 17 - Day 18/347, 2025 - Saturday

Four of us (me, Marian, Marge and Diane) went to SIX estate sales this morning. It was exhausting. I spent $3.25 on the discus thrower accompanying this journal entry. That works out to about $0.65 per inch, to give you an idea of how big he is. Height wise! Y'all have such a dirty mind. I may make a return visit to two of the estate sales tomorrow, when everything will be half-price. Maybe. There were four of us walking this morning, me, Paul, Richard and James. It was good weather, mid-40s, and light winds. It is going to get cold overnight, tomorrow morning will be about 25 degrees, and that will be the coldest walk of the year. Twenty degrees or less and we aren't walking. I brought plants in from the front and the back, so I am mostly ready for the cold temperatures. The plants will be inside until Friday, the way the forecasts are looking right now. That is a long time of cold weather for us in central Texas. I also went to HEB this afternoon, gassed up the white car, got another package of cookies and a rotisserie chicken, a loaf of bread and some milk. There was still food on the shelves when I left, so I think the weather panics are somewhat under control. The crappy-ass cable and internet company (no competition here) has restored NBS and the other channels that they had a contract dispute with a week ago, so I am NOT going to streaming tomorrow, as previously planned. I doubt that there is enough Prevagen in the world that could help me remember new stuff about streaming. Not really, but I will just continue with the cable...whatever. Tomorrow I am meeting Paulina and Val and Oliver for breakfast, and not sure what I will be doing after that.