While you were out...

Eric took a trip to the coast with a friend yesterday.
His friend brought the boat and all the equipment and they went out to get some Dungeness Crab.

Apparently today, Tuesday the 31st, is the official start of the commercial crab season, so approximately 24 billion other people took advantage of the mild weather and calm seas and decided they'd better get out there and get a crab or two before it was overrun.

I drove Eric down the road a bit to meet up with his friend at 7 AM.

Was back out here in our neighborhood at 7:40. Since I was already up, showered and dressed and as decent as is possible considering the brutal decrepitude visited on me by the aging fairy, I decided to go get the items from our grocery list at Fred Meyer.

No, I haven't forgotten that we aren't doing most of our shopping there anymore, but remember those gift cards?
I also had some bottle return money to spend.

For the uninitiated, Oregon charges a 10 cent deposit on every water, soda, sport drink, beer and other bottles when you buy them. As they're emptied, one doesn't toss them in the garbage. Instead, they go into a special green bag, purchased 10 at a time from the local bottle drop site and hung up in my laundry room. When I am picking up bags at the center,  I also print out a strip of barcode stickers that are specific to us. One goes on each bag.

When the bag is full, it goes to the bottle drop location just up the street. Through the magic of modern technology, the 10 cents a bottle is put into an account with my name on it, I swipe my little keychain tab under the reader at the grocery store, and out comes this little strip of paper with "STORE CREDIT" on it. Yesterday it was $26.20. I noticed something new, though. Until yesterday, one could choose to get an extra two cents per bottle credit at print time from Freddy's. They've apparently done away with that option, now it's just a straight up return of one's original investment.

So I spent 70 bucks at Freddy's, but between the bottle credit and the gift cards, I only had to fork over about 26 from my checking account.

Why do we continue to call it 'checking'?
I haven't written a check in at least 10 years. Have you?
Eric says it's 'cause we're constantly checking to see what's in there. Ha.

So I brought the groceries home and put them away. Tossed in a load of laundry. The clock said 8:40 and I realized I hadn't gone Goodwill hunting in at least a month. Back out to the still-warm car.

I arrived about eight minutes before 9, long enough to back into a parking spot and sit with the engine/heater still running and finish listening to some Christmas music I had playing before the store opened.

During most holiday seasons, I listen/sing along for a whole month leading up to the day 'cause of the morning and afternoon commutes as well as a couple trips to the office. That didn't happen this year, Eric has been driving me to and from work and he doesn't enjoy the music. Haha, 'doesn't enjoy'... safe to say he rabidly hates it. So I don't listen to it with him in the car. And since he's been in the car almost every time I have, I haven't had my fill of it yet.

If I have to choose between music or my favorite person, the favorite person wins every time.

I found nothing I needed at Goodwill.
On occasion in the past, I have found sheets for our king sized bed there.

Since they're not cheap, if I can find a nice (cotton!!) set there, I buy it.
I wanted to check there before I went looking elsewhere.

Ended up at Target. Gift cards again. :)
I found a nice set of navy blue sheets. There were less expensive sets, but they were 'microfiber'. If you don't already know, that's polyester. Even if it didn't make me have a rash, it's nasty stuff. Makes ya sweaty. Who the hell sleeps on that stuff? Same with poly pjs... never have figured out why anyone would wear them, either.

So the set of sheets was (gulp) EIGHTY bucks.
After I used the gift cards, I only spent 25.
So those are sitting in their zippered up package on my kitchen table, and I need to get them washed and on the bed here in a bit.

I picked up Mr. Crabby (he wasn't really crabby, but he did get a couple of those big guys) about six last night.

He boiled the two crabs he got. After the rinse, he bagged them in a 2 gallon ziplock bag, tossed it into the fridge and we were in bed by 8:30.

And we slept in until after ten this morning. Two sleepless nights in a row. Not sure what caused the first one, but last night was scary news about a friend's husband.

I kept waking up and checking my phone for updates. When I woke up to do that, I also had to pee. And then Eric had to pee. And then I checked my phone again, we talked briefly before going back to sleep (no news, yeah this sucks) annnnnd repeat and repeat and repeat.

I'm a little tired today.

So it's off to the shower (omgggg it's after 2!!) and then Eric and I will binge-watch all the Hobbit movies.


Popcorn and my electric blanket in the recliner.
Ahhh.