Don't you hate those
little buggers in the back your mind that tend to bug you until you
do something about them? My bugger right now is the knowledge that I
need to suit up and go across the street to my market to pick up a
few things. I'm not desperate because I have more than enough fixens
for dinner And really I have one banana left which I will eat
tomorrow morning. This of course means that I must do the market, for
sure, on Wednesday. I sort of got into a food preparation thing this
morning as well as putting some order to my freezer box in the
refrigerator. I'm about out of food that I prepared, so that I make
that I eat throughout the week. I need to make some more now to
replace what I've tossed out. One of the major ingredients that I use
is celery. I use it particularly in a rice dish I call Frank. If you
search for “Frank” I think somewhere in my posts to this blog I
have the recipe which calls for celery. I'm also on another solid
binge so I need other items besides celery to include green peppers,
broccoli, cucumber, yellow onion, red onion anything and everything
that gives a good green salad a crunch. I was already the head over
to the market earlier today but got sidetracked and all of a sudden I
realized it was 3 o'clock time to listen to Market Place On
NPR which I do every weekday or try to. I understand the local
affiliate does a rebroadcast of the shower for evening at 7 PM but
there's other things I need to be doing at that point in time. So now
it's almost 4 o'clock and I'm really sorry lost my urge to do the
shopping for today. I've got enough stuff, like I indicated earlier,
to get. But I made the mistake when visiting with my neighbor across
the hall. Billie indicated she needed a couple things to the market
and of coarse I volunteered. She needs bread, milk and eggs, the
standards. Now I'm wondering if she still needs those items and how
bad she needs those items.
I
think if I'm quick and single-minded. I have a history of wandering
once I get to the market and looking at everything that I don't need.
If I could just keep my focus to grab the things that are essential
and better on my list I can be in and out in less than an hour's time
if I can do that I can get the items I need and what items Billie
might need and still get back five in time for the local news to
begin its local droning. Even though I don't appreciate the local
news and the national news I feel somewhat committed to watch and
evaluate and get through that two-hour block of news time. So, going
to suit up grab a big brown basket head across the street just
because it's Tuesday…
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