First, I am relieved to know that I am not the only one playing “hunt the keys.” Won’t even discuss the “where the H is the phone now” since, having more than one Apple product, it is just fast to use the “Find My” app. It will force sound from the phone even if on silent. But the truth? I miss the days when I simply didn’t worry about the phone, I knew exactly where in the house it was attached.
But anyway, I made the run to the hardware store. Stud finders are easy. Not the cheapest and not the one with all the bells and whistles. But hanging hardware? That is another story. The mirror clips were the wrong kind and neither George nor Noah liked my hooks. So, since this is a good store and I have the receipts – it will be back on Thursday to swap out hanging hardware.
My stop at Berkeley Bowl was moderately successful. Found good prices on berries, and a small basket of figs. But cherries? Nada. So there was a stop at Safeway on the way back. There were only four bags of cherries left. Cherry season is officially over. One bag came home with me.
All that, and the cat is telling me that I need a nap. Well, actually he would like to take one in my lap.
