Ill not I’ll. Whatever spellcheck.
Part 2
Get my replacement glass, cutter, because mine is 40+ years old, and glazing points. Go pay. Forget to pay for the glazing points. (I’m feeling a bit guilty about it, but not enough to do anything about it.)
I figured, I’m here, may as well stop by Costco. As I’m trying to maneuver the parking lot. SLAM. Someone rammed their cart into my truck. Whatever, it’s a car. No harm no foul. It’s paid off now is the time for dings and dents.
I did make it home.
Now. I have to get the glass replaced. Maybe later. I need a nap.