This week was a paperwork week, not a scale week. Monday I called my insurance about my refill. Tuesday the little pharmacy on Main said the prior auth had lapsed.
Wednesday I got the text that it was ready, and I stood at the counter with my wallet already out while the clerk laughed and said I looked like I’d been waiting on that one. I had. Instead of swinging through the drive-thru for a soda after, I took the long way home past the feed store and post office.
Not dramatic, just 18 minutes and a quieter evening.
My small win was not letting a frustrating refill errand turn into an all-afternoon graze. Anyone else have refill weeks that feel like a part-time job?