Late this morning, I was going to drive north to see a niece and her husband who are visiting from Canada--right after stopping to pick-up two of Fran's prescriptions. Turns out, there was a problem with her new one.
So, instead of driving north, I drove home to see what was in my power to change.
Four phone calls later and I still wasn't any closer to getting Fran what she needed. Tomorrow is another day.
N and I will drive up this evening instead.
Something I do have control over?
The garbage! I CAN do that!