The new A/C is installed, I am pleased. Of course the installer is out in his truck writing up the bill - I wonder how short lived my pleasure will be! If you turn your eyes to the side bar on the right and scroll down a bit to “My art, love it” you’ll find my latest piece. I’ve been keeping busy scraping down the outside of the house and popping Xanax. Yesterday I had a lovely encounter with ‘le clerk creepies’ Every time I shop at this specific store in the afternoon or early evening I end up with this specific bagger - he creeps me out. He always makes the person in front of me walk their own bags out by pulling their full cart behind him and promptly asking me if I’d like paper or plastic before they have even finished paying! Yesterday I had a a staggering 4 bags. He loaded up my groceries and while I was paying pushed my cart towards the door while executing a robo grip on the cart. I tried to nonchalantly walk off with the cart saying “I’ve got it from here!” with a smile. His grip tightened, he stared straight ahead and said “It’s no problem, I said I’ve got it” and started walking away with my stuff!! I scurried behind him and dude heads straight for my car… Ok I don’t shop here THAT often that the guy knows my car - he had purposely REMEMBERED which car is mine. The hair on my neck is standing up as I open the trunk where he was faced with a 44 LBS bag of dog food. He asks what kind of dog I have and I just say in a clipped tone “3, and 2 are big and protective” He asks what breeds and when I mention Maxx he starts whining about how he wants my Doberman… It was tres weird. I looked and said “he’s very loyal to us and I know that if anyone tried to hurt me or my family that one if not all my dogs would rip their face off” he seemed unfazed by this and started talking about something else… I got in my car and briefly considered backing over him… ughhh makes my hair stand up just writing about it.