I did not go shopping. By now I’m sure you’ve heard that the American economy has collapsed beyond repair as a result. Sorry about that.
It’s not that I didn’t spend money. I had my furnace cleaned and tested today. By getting it tested, I was eligible for a rebate from the gas utility company, so I saved a few bucks, but I did have to pay a few more first. I’m pleased to say that my furnace burns as efficiently as it’s supposed to, and no carbon monoxide was detected in its exhaust.
Later I went to Java Hutt in Ferndale for coffee and a cookie. While I was there, I wrote an LJ post that I probably won’t ever post. Well, it seemed like a good idea when I started it, but by the time I was done, it no longer did. I’m sure Neil Gaiman has days like that, too.
In the evening I faced a dilemma: Go to the gym and keep up an every-other-day schedule, or take advantage of the rare urge to play a guitar. I did the latter, and though I played only for 20 minutes, I was happy to realize that I had not forgotten all my guitar chords or lyrics. I do need new strings, though, which means I’ll be off to a music store at some point this weekend. But then, I’m out of peanut butter too, so I have to rectify that bit of near-Lovecraftian horror too.