I'm off work this week. Originally planned to be a "batch week," as MrsTasty was supposed to be out of town, but now it's a week of doc's appointments, chores, and meeting up with family.
Today's main event is a doc's appointment for the wife, followed by a shopping trip to pick up dog food.
I have a 45-lb dog, and in her old age, she's decided she wants these cheap little containers of food meant for wee tiny dogs mixed in with her proper food. She goes through about six of these little things a day, which means I'm constantly buying these things. Honestly, it's a bit aggravating