I'm all achy and out of sorts, but I don't intend to inflict that on anyone. I'm in a surly mood but determined to put on a happy face. Things are falling apart right and left, but I'm putting on the blinders and looking for the sunshine.

Therefore, there will be no entry today.

Just kidding. Had you fooled, didn't I?

Instead of recounting my miseries, I'm going to tell you what I think of school vouchers and banning coffee in airport security areas.

Ha! Kidding again. What I'm really going to do is waste as much space as possible with misdirection and pointless rambling. I'm doing well so far, aren't I?

I did go to Target today. Is that worth mentioning? I needed a sewing kit, because the buttons on the waistbands of the two pairs of shorts I wear most often in the summertime worked their way loose and fell off. No, I didn't bust my buttons. The threads unraveled and they just sort of slooshed off.

I used to have a sewing kit, but it was lost in one of the many moves I made two years ago. I never liked using it, though. My fingers don't do well with close work, and if I ever got a needle threaded I'd get so excited I'd pull it right out again.

So instead of buying another sewing kit at Target today, I bought two new pairs of shorts. And, because they were on sale, I picked up a couple of new Hanes pocket T-shirts. I had to get gray, because they didn't have the khaki green that I like so much. Life is full of such compromises.

That was pretty much the highlight of my day. The rest was that other stuff I said I wasn't going to talk about. I feel like ... um ... I feel fine. And I'll feel better tomorrow; I'm sure of that.

If I sound as though I need a vacation, you're reading me correctly. I'm not quite in vacation mode yet, even though I'd like to be. There's just too much left to do before I can leave, and it's going to be that kind of a weekend. But by this time next week I'll be away from it all, including this journal.

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