Sunday, 6/21/2026
Made coffee, changed M’s diaper, and fed him breakfast: eggs, bananas, and Auntie Anne’s bread. He loves all kinds of bread. This type is a bit too salty for him, so I washed it quickly with water, then microwaved it to soften it up.
Bought a mug, some bar soap, and a Buddhist book as gifts for S on Father’s Day. I was so happy to find the mug; we had literally been looking for it for years since Wawa stopped selling their travel mugs.
Things have changed. People use stainless steel cups now rather than plastic cups, but S is still stubbornly loyal to plastic. It is light and microwavable, which are the features he needs.
There are other plastic mugs available; however, some are too small or have undesirable lids that require you to take them apart to wash them thoroughly. Others aren’t designed for travel or driving because their bottoms don’t fit in the cup holder. So, I’m happy I found this one for S.
Emptied the dishwasher, cleaned the microwave, and wiped the countertop and the fridge.
Watched M play on the floor.
Ordered from Walmart, which took so long to finish because the internet was so slow. I was so sleepy, too.
Cooked tenderloin, NY strip steaks, potato wedges, and salad to celebrate Father’s Day.
Folded clothes and changed the bed sheets. Just because the bed is going to get messed up after one night, it doesn’t mean making it is pointless.
Talked to T; she just returned from a vacation in Europe. That’s wonderful. I’m very impressed by her success after her divorce a few years ago.
The Walmart chatbot assistant is stupid and annoying. It kept saying my missing items weren’t eligible for a refund or replacement. Finally, I connected with a human agent and got a refund. It will take 10 days for the money to appear back in my account, though. I also have to order the items again; once missing items are marked as delivered, Walmart can’t reship them.
We went to the car repair shop to drop off S’s Honda. It will take a few days to get it fixed.
Fed M dinner, gave him a bath, and put him to bed at 8:30 pm. Oh, I forgot—M had gifts for his Dad too: three diapers full of poo poo. 🙂
Now, going to take a pain pill for my wrists.
The end.
Begin life at forty 
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