Just go there, to the Y.M.C.A

It was not as nice as the Village People led me to believe, ha. But before I got there I went for my fasting blood tests. Well when they moved the endocrinology appointment, they forgot to move the labs. I was bitchier than need be about it but the long story short, they got them reordered. While waiting for it, my ebook died. Oops.

I went to the library to look for a few books for the Popsugar challenge that I don't have on my own shelves. Failed. Ordered on. RESISTED the book sale (go me) and then went to the Y. I did join even though it was pretty pathetic.

Honestly it's so people here can play basketball. They had a big kid corral two basketball courts and a raquetball court. A small room with bikes (like 2) and a bunch of stairmasters (no thanks). And then I had to walk up steps (argh so scary) to get to the free weight room I'm not allowed to use (as per my surgeon and PTs) and a tiny cable weight room that did have a leg press. No pool but I can use the pool at Waverly and Chillicothe's Y. Those are both 40 miles away.

Then I went to Kroger's to pick up a few things I forgot (and picked up 18 pieces of Rubbermaid in the take it away bin for 5$) and to the bank and Wal-Mart to replace the damaged flash drive and to get a fridge light and to Rowdy's to get brisket for dinner.

That's when I realized it was 2 pm and I hadn't eaten yet. Go me.