Stopping to get my regularly scheduled blood work (I’m anemic and hypothyroid, doncha know) only set me back about 30 minutes today, just because the commute was so much better. Leaving late has its advantages. I could have shaved that down a little if I had gone a more direct route and avoided two elementry schools and some kind of medical emergency that required an ambulance to partially block the road.
Other than the blood lady doing a really horrid job and making my whole arm ache, so far, so good!
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