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So. I was exhausted after the cleaner left. It could have been adrenaline; it could have been nerves. It could have been the fact that I was frantically picking up clutter until she arrived. Or that I didn't actually eat anything until after she left. And I was cranky, and I'm very much convinced that part is hormonal. The calendar is no use to me - I only keep one for halachic reasons.

Anyway. I did need to get stuff for dinner and I needed coffee. And I couldn't find the vacuum bricks of coffee I know we have, and the can was about empty. And the way my nerves were, I had no patience to look. Four hours later, I got myself out of the house. I felt better right away.

And I actually accomplished a few things. I took my good fleishig knife with me. This is a Wusthof-Trident 9" chef's knife, restaurant quality. I bought it on my honeymoon, and while I kept it honed, it's long been in need of sharpening. I took it to the local hardware store, and for five dollars, I got what feels like a new knife.

Because it just slid through the garlic and onion I chopped for tonight's dinner like silk. It was just *lovely*. I should have done this a long time ago.

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