I did it..with the help of a neighbour I didn't know I had.

I managed to lug over 20lbs of groceries home, most of a half-mile uphill...and not get a heart attack. Although my heart's beating the rhumba, right now. A woman, who, it turns out, lives just up the way from me, gave me a lift the last 1/8th of a mile up the hill...huge help...without her I'd still be walking right now...man, am I outta' shape!

I managed to get cat litter and food, and a few groceries for me. The litter alone weighed over 10 lbs. Heavy, dude! My gosh, I'm getting old. Used to do this sort of thing all the time, when I was younger...miss having a backpack, though. Used to have a mountain bike with a basket attached to the handle bars...very convenient...till someone stole it. :(

This chest cold's getting to me, a bit, though...sometimes breathing is a bit of a challenge..found an old bottle of cough medicine from back in the spring, in the sock drawer (???), so that helps.

Tried going on a chat room...was too sick last nite to chat. Tonight was okay, except half the time I don't know what everyone is talking about...they're tons more technologically advanced that I, or they talk about stuff only someone British would know...current tv shows (not Dr. Who) and schools and things (U.K. schools much different than U.S.) So, sometimes I feel a bit awkward..and sometimes I just sit there waiting for something to come up that I can join in with. But, mostly...chat rooms make me a little uncomfortable. Sometimes I feel like a jerk, 'cause I'm a newbie and all. Sometimes people talk to me, and sometimes these same people totally ignore me...it's never going to be a comfortable situation for me, chat rooms. But, it's mostly the only outside contact I have.