Tiresome Chores and the Inevitably of Death

I'm getting a late start today. I was up into the earlier, early morning hours watching my television, certain it was up to something. It wasn't. I should get out of bed now. I have many errands to run today. Well, not so much many as six. I have six errands to run today.

(1) I have prescriptions waiting for pick up at a pharmacy I've never used before. I'll doubtless need to get all of my info into their computers, which might take a minute or two. I like my old pharmacy, The Walgreens, just fine, but my insurance company will only chip in on many of my prescriptions if I buy them from a CVS. As a rule, my insurance company isn't enthusiastic nor forthright about chipping in on the cost of prescriptions, doctor visits, blood work, or medical procedures in general. I'm not entirely certain the agency I work for hasn't mistakenly enrolled me in a bad auto-insurance plan.

(2) There's dry cleaning to drop off. Unfortunately, I have no dry cleaning to pick up while I'm there. My one and only suit is in need of cleaning, and me with a funeral to attend tomorrow. I'll need something presentable to wear. You can't exactly wear suits off the rack without some tailoring, and tailoring has a few days turnaround time, so I'll have to make due with (3) some fresh slacks and (4) a new pair of shoes. It's about time I bought a couple more suits, but that's not happening today.

I ought to (5) go to the market for some food. I'm trying to eat more vegetables and less cheese, which is a challenge with my stomach being so fussy. Vegetables don't keep long either. Running to the market every couple of days becomes tiresome, even if it is only a block out of the way on my daily commute. Unlike pasta, rice, and cheese, vegetables require a lot of cleaning, peeling, and chopping—then you have to wash the cutting board too! And you get to do all this at the end of a ten hour workday (if you count the commute and a stop over at the market). It's exhausting. (6) And there's laundry to be done!

The old-fashioned paradigm of two people coupling up, such that one person went out each day to find where the universe hides all the bill paying money and proper health insurance, while the other-half made sure the chores and errands got done, and something reasonably healthy and edible was on the table most nights, seems like a great strategy for the demands of modern living. I'm not at all certain why we gave up on it. This is, of course, all a moot point. As a confirmed bachelor, I, personally, would still be left wearing an apron over my business suit at the end of each day. Which is fine, but thoroughly exhausting.

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