So… I wrote the “What I Need to Do At Work” list last night. While doing that, I used a notepad next to me to do the same for the AFTER work stuff.
(1) HyVee Redemption: I have 4 boxes, 2 plastic and 2 glass. We’ll see what gets accepted!
(2) Purchase Juice and Breathable Water
(3) Home: GGT
(4) Start Dishwasher
(5) Change
(6) Walk Nala- keep in mind Trick Or Treaters
(7) Dog Park
(8) Make something for Dinner (eat it)
(9) Strip Bed
(10) Do Laundry
(11) Sort Redemption for END GAME
(12) Plan Weekend
(13) Make Bed for Winter Reset
Looking towards the weekend consider possible Filming Tik Toks, END GAME, Mowing, House List, Date, Emptying Dishwasher, Catching up on Prosebox Reading and Responding to Notes, etc.
On the entire drive to Hy-Vee, I kept thinking: I feel sicker than when I woke up. I should just go home. Screw the list for tonight, I just need to go home.
BUT I am stubborn and pushed forward anyway!
(1) But when I got to the Redemption Area? OOO… ANGRY FACE. There was a woman who was “multi-using”. Meaning, she had three machines going at once because she didn’t pre-sort, she was just reaching into a bag and putting the item in whichever machine it needed. I find this behavior selfish and upsetting on the best of days! BUT there was another PLASTIC machine and that is what I needed- NOPE- the only other plastic machine was broken OUT OF ORDER. So… she’s multi-using with the only working plastic machine in the center of her multi-use style! Where I find this behavior selfish and upsetting on the best of days; I feel like crap and now she is doing that with the ONLY plastic machine!! SHE finishes up and as she’s poorly navigating her cart around to the exit, some old man walks into the room and immediately pushes her cart out of the way- and starts using the plastic machine! MOTHER FUCKER! Did you not see me standing here waiting? Are you so terrified of having unfinished business when you die next week that nothing could prevent you from getting your plastic bottles redeemed? Fuck! So… I continue to wait. He finally finishes and leaves. I walk up to the machine. Put 1 bottle in. Put another bottle in. On the third bottle, the machine bricks and throws up the TOO MANY PLASTIC BOTTLES; THIS MACHINE IS NOW CLOSED. MOTHER FUCKER!! So, I decide… since that kind of behavior and story infuriates me to the absolute limit! I’ll just… throw everything I have into the END GAME. Technically, the END GAME is more expensive for me because the Regional Centers charge you for the redemption (So, I’ll get 3 cents instead of 5 and have to leave a cash tip) and it costs more money because the Regional Center requires a round trip drive of 100 miles.... and if I have too many for my car, I’ll need to take multiple trips...... but this whole redemption process at Hy-Vee is getting ridiculous. Which I know is their ultimate goal. My family is Iowa Grocer’s Association for multiple generations. Grocery Stores do not want to do this redemption scheme. They absolutely want Iowa to be on a system where Can/Bottle/Glass all get thrown into normal recycling like paper. Since they can’t get their way- having fickle, inefficient, and incorrect machinery is their solution.
(2) I then went into the store feeling shitty. Warm behind my eyelids is a good indicator! So, while I was buying juice and breathable water- I picked up any juice with Vitamin C. Hells bells- even Hy Vee Orange Juice is more than $7!!! And you people were bitching about Grocery Prices under Biden?! Explain to me how prices can be worse now, rights are being curtailed or entirely removed, and the trade war has uniquely screwed over farmers especially.... but far less coverage of “upset every men” this time around?!?! There’s a fucking problem here!! So.... just juice and soda totaled $90 and I was finally on my way home.
(3) Got home, gave Nala another good girl treat… as she got one earlier for being so good in her kennel.
(4) I started the dishwasher and then decided… I couldn’t do any more today. I was feeling far too unwell.
(5) SO I did change clothes… I changed into sweats and a tshirt! And that’s the last part of the TO DO list that got done!
Of course, Nala was very disappointed we were not going to the Dog Park. And, for the first time that I can remember, wanted to have an audible discussion about it. When she saw me go to the couch and nest, she hopped up… looked at me very seriously… then barked. When I responded we could not go to the dog park today, she did a long yawn with high pitched whine, a yip, then a ruh ruh ruh ruh ruh ruh ruh where she vocalizes an almost growl while moving her mouth up and down, then ended with another high pitched whine yawn. Of course, when I grabbed my phone to record is the exact moment she stopped! BUT YEAH- wild! It was really like a “HEY!” “No, I’m too sick to take you to the dog park tonight.” “Oh come ooooon! Just a quick one? We never do what I want to do because I can’t do things on my own. Oh come ooooon!!!” Silly, silly girl.
I was in bed proper by 8 p.m.
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