Lost and found
Spring is in the air, a time when a girl loses her wallet (for the umpteenth time in her life) because too much spring was in her step on the way to work! I now get to experience the joys of replacing all my cards and living in an ATM-less cash or check only economy until the replacements arrive--although I have only just now realized I may be able to pay for food with check, at least at WinCo. At least I have an ORCA card for the bus in my dresser drawer. Up until now I've been eyeing my available food in house and trying to estimate how long I could live on it--not because I have no resources to get more by getting cash out of banks by going there and interacting with people in person (shudder), but just as sort of a challenge. I have soup with saltines, spaghetti with tomato sauce, freezer burned chicken and beef, some granola bars, tacquitos of dubious goodness, vanilla ice cream, bags of frozen vegetables, one frozen personal lasagna, two sweet potatos and two onions, a stale loaf of french bread, and staples like rice, olive oil, flour, lemon juice, sugar, salt, yeast, margarine, basalmic vinegar, etc.
On the other hand? I found my health insurance card behind my bookshelf this weekend. This means I'm going to try and see an eye doctor before my trip to San Francisco, and get a hold of some new contacts, and maybe get some new glasses around May. I'm also going to see a doctor at some point about my persistently hinky right wrist. I don't *think* it's carpal tunnel, as I have no symptoms of burning/tingling/itchy numbness and typing is still quite pleasant. But my wrist is stiffer than it used to be, balks and hurts slightly at normal ways of bending, and hates bearing loads.
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