I didn't see Buddy yesterday, it was a substitute who was so late the next bus was right behind him. I let the first one go and got on the second bus, which had about 3 people. I decided I had better get my hurricane snacks now so I went by my favorite grocery on the way home. It got me home about an hour later total but it was worth it.
I got a few basic things, generic brand pop tarts, cup of noodles, etc. The store was insane. Everyone had gotten some sort of hurricane alert, I think. The lines were halfway to the back of the store and every register was open. I did get what I wanted but I had a problem with my bottle of cleaner leaking on a bag of chips. That's the problem, I guess, with the 80 cent bottles of spray cleaner.
I didn't have my cart of course so it was not fun lugging it home from the bus stop. I was Not Pleased when I got home and saw #6's 3 older kids who had clearly been throwing a ball against the side of my house again. I thought they were too old for that crap. The oldest is about 24-25, then a 22 ish year old girl and a 16 year old boy. Definitely old enough to know better as I know for a fact Ron had a Spanish Speaking officer go over there about 15 years ago and explain they could not throw the ball against the side of my house anymore. I was talking to my parents on speaker so I didn't say anything until I got in the house and had the door shut behind me.
For now the storm track has it well away from Houston but that can change quickly. I will be watching today.
On the one hand I would like to take the bus home, see Buddy, say hi. On the other hand who's to say he's even driving today? I need to call Ace anyway and talk about an airport trip coming up. I may book a ride home from work; we'll see.
The cats are good.
That's it for now!
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