Of course I also forgot to put a couple of things on the list, even though I rewrote it three times. It's remarkable how difficult such a simple task as making a shopping list has become. My ability to organize things is deteriorating, and my lettering has grown so sloppy I can barely read it myself, even when I write carefully. Plus my memory gets worse every day, which is how I managed to miss a rare bargain on a pricy brand of spaghetti sauce I wanted. I have a jar of another brand in my cupboard, but it is nowhere near as good. I'll curse my faulty memory when I eat it. That won't teach me!
Now that the shopping is done, I can get back to my routine, such as it is. Right now I'm having a bowl of popcorn, and then I'm going to go read something before going to sleep. If I can sleep. All the excitement of having had a chore done for me has me on edge. How did I even survive?