But soup did get me out of the house this afternoon, as Big-Ass Sandwiches had a French onion soup as its weekly special and today was the last day to get it. Turned out that the cart sold out of it by the time I got there, so oh well: I had the nacho fries (topped with jalapeños, grilled onions, and cheese sauce) instead and visited with Keegan and Quentin, the guys working there today. And hey, getting out was a good idea: I figured out stuff...
...like how it's time to retire my boots. Both are worn through the heel, so I'm more or less walking on sponges. Bad idea in a place where it's raining! So that's my errand tomorrow. I'm good at wearing out clothes; they get USED. My previous, now-replaced work shoes eventually broke in front, so that the bottom of the toe of each shoe flapped against the top of the toe of each shoe. Priciest flip-flops ever! (I don't buy flip-flops so I don't know if this is actually true, but I'll believe it's true.)
I figured out other stuff, too, but that other stuff is more personal. Live without knowing it. I'm sure you can!
And as today is still a good soup day, I'm having chicken noodle soup for dinner. Quest ended...
