This morning I made a lot of work for myself. Various websites are running slow, probably still to do with the AWS glitches, but I thought I'd clear the cache on my browser. I was sure I told it to leave the cookies alone, but they went also, killing all of my logon cookies. That is a lot of hoops and authentications to go through to set up the most frequently used ones. And I'm going to have to do this again soon when I upgrade to Win11.

I'm heading out to shop soon for the ex who is going to need at least a few days for this sciatica to clear up. He is underweight enough that I'll be planning some meals with our daughter and will deliver them regularly to be sure he gets lots of calories (and will make his favorite Puerto Rican dishes to be sure he eats them). I stopped to shop for myself yesterday on the way home from dropping him off and found myself in the unusual situation of scolding another shopper. She was pawing through all of the broccoli, then cilantro, waving it around then putting it back. "Don't handle everything like that! Pick up what you want and don't touch it all!" I don't know if she spoke English, but I'm sure my tone, expression and gesturing got through. This store doesn't wrap produce in plastic, it's there in the cases it arrived in from the farm distributors - that is a good thing. Doesn't she remember anything from what we learning about handling food during COVID?

Mostly today I'm out of sorts because of the horrible damage being done to the White House. Why did no one step up and tell him to keep his grubby little orange hands off of a national architectural treasure? (Watch him bag up pieces from the demolition and sell them as souvenirs.)