Saturday, both replacement cards were stacked in my mailbox; and I reactivated them and went on, as if the previous week had never happened.
94 Points, my ass... |
There was more money on the unemployment card, that's balance benefited from my week away from it; and the food card came with the early hurricane "Laura" money already on it.
It was easy to reorganize my thinking over the past week and start making a list of things like "a belt" and "a new credit card wallet" along with "toilet paper" and the other suspects.
Maybe it would have been a golden opportunity to give up drinking, but I had seen a bottle of wine at Rouses Market, which was rated at 91 points by The Wine Enthusiast and was marked down to 12 bucks a bottle. This is 3 times what I like to spend on just "table" wine, but I took a chance on the stuff and found it to be just an alright flavor and too light bodied; almost watery, as if they actually had stretched the batch by adding a bit of water to bring the vats right up to the top.
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