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Girl Scout cookies and allergy meds
Apr. 7th, 2020 07:19 pmWell, turns out I was mistaken about what package was arriving yesterday. Wasn't the masks after all, but the eight boxes of Girl Scout cookies I had mail-ordered since it's not safe for girls to set up tables or go door to door right now. The masks won't be in 'til sometime next week, it looks like. On the downside, I still have to wait for the masks…but on the bright side, I've got Girl Scout cookies! One of the less-often-discussed perks of adulthood is that you can eat as many Girl Scout cookies as you want in one sitting, because there's nobody around to tell you that you can't.
And it seems good things come in threes. I made another fortunate discovery as I was about to go to bed last night—a forgotten bottle of loratadine (generic Claritin) allergy medication in my closet. This is good, because that's one that Anthem won't fill via mail-order any longer, so I'd have to go to a doctor's office to get it—and with the clinic I usually visit in the downtown office building closed, I'd need to contact the health provider and find out where else I could visit in person to pick some up, then expose myself to the world to go and do it.
Not terribly eager to ride a bus at the present time, but I don't have any alternative way of getting down town. Except for bicycling, I suppose. But then I'd either have to bicycle back or ride the bus back. Fortunately, thanks to this fortunate closet discovery, I can hold off on that a little longer. At least until my new masks have arrived.
And it seems good things come in threes. I made another fortunate discovery as I was about to go to bed last night—a forgotten bottle of loratadine (generic Claritin) allergy medication in my closet. This is good, because that's one that Anthem won't fill via mail-order any longer, so I'd have to go to a doctor's office to get it—and with the clinic I usually visit in the downtown office building closed, I'd need to contact the health provider and find out where else I could visit in person to pick some up, then expose myself to the world to go and do it.
Not terribly eager to ride a bus at the present time, but I don't have any alternative way of getting down town. Except for bicycling, I suppose. But then I'd either have to bicycle back or ride the bus back. Fortunately, thanks to this fortunate closet discovery, I can hold off on that a little longer. At least until my new masks have arrived.
