I felt surprisingly springy on my seven-miler today. Must be the shoes-or the Eggos. I'm so paranoid now about running out of them, that I buy a box every time I'm at Hy-Vee. That's also a good strategy for keeping a plentiful toilet paper supply. I don't want to wait until I'm in the middle of a muddle, and have to drive to the store with my Sponge Bob skivvies around my ankles. I also buy a thirty-one-foot ladder every time I'm at Home Depot, because I never know where, or when, I'll need one. Once, I was lost in an aisle with the pallets stacked thirty feet high, and had to climb on top of them to see my way out.
Thanks for humoring me.
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