The Whole Foods Market internet connection is not working. It usually does, so perhaps I will bundle my flotsam and decamp for a more central work area. This one, though, has a window with a view of a) traffic coming and going from the shopping center and b) Giolitti Italian Food & Wine (Homemade, Local and Extraordinary.) The alternative would have a view of the “Thank You For Shopping With Us” sign.
I did not leave the house with much of a plan this morning when Kimberly arrived. Not much of one. Although, as I have reached the climax-through-denouement stretch of my “Smart Kids” book (whatever it intends to be called,) that’s the obvious choice of activity. But my brain is working with a scattershot functionality which suggests that oatmeal for breakfast is not as good a choice as nuts and seeds. Nor does this Allegro tea...”Engage Your Brain” (or something) is the name of it...seem to be living up to its promise.
I have to wonder about this theory of humans, and the idea that one member of the species can be wholly responsible for another one whose circuitry has failed. Some of us (though as “intact” as we’ve ever been) still operate like a Kliegl light board with about 30% finicky switches. So you’d think there would have been some kind of quality control applied when they handed out life stories, but you know there’s not.
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