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We went to the BBQ place, it was a straight trip and Ron paid the toll on the freeway ($1.25).  It was worth it to get a much faster trip. 

We unloaded and I rolled Ron inside.  The manager greeted us, it was apparently a slow time and he was working the line. 

I ordered my baked potato, chopped beef, no onions, and got exactly that on an enormous potato half the size of Biscuit.  Ron wanted the pork ribs with potato salad and beans (remember this was his birthday dinner).  I tried to blog a photo of it but "publish failed".  We paid and got to work on our food. 

I could only eat a third of what I'd been given, I got a to-go container and put the leftovers in it, then a bag.  Ron ate half his ribs and sides, I encouraged him to stop for a couple of minutes and see if he was still hungry.  He wasn't.  So we put his food away, too. 

When I saw the times I did not think we would have long enough, but we did.  Then we came home, also a straight trip. 

There is a client near us, slow, who works in an office complex near our home, and lives way across town.  He gets off work 4-5, so the driver has to take him home during the worst traffic Houston can offer.  I do not know why his social worker or whoever got him the job, can't get him a job closer to his residence, but the poor drivers get stuck with this awful trip every day. 

And today, our driver won the lottery.  I felt bad for him but it is a part of the job. 

Earlier today, I noticed Torbie was having a little trouble getting in and out of my bed.  I may get her some stairs.  I need to think about it for a day or two, I want her to be comfortable, but I want to get something she will actually use. 

And I'm off to go do up my pills for the next couple weeks.