I've gone to several stores in the last two weeks looking for toilet paper with no luck. Jeff had ordered TP online, but it won't come for another week or two.
I was getting nervous--wondering if I should start counting squares each time I use the bathroom. I remembered that people had lived without toilet paper through millennia: I could live without it too, but I didn't want to.
I've been taking Lola for walks during the week but decided to stay home today while Jeff walked her. He mentioned getting fish, but I didn't expect him to go to the grocery store.
He scored toilet paper among some other things: a 9=36 megapack. Now I can relax.
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