Still did not find the pump
Many of my day-to-day issues are caused by my own hubris. A reluctance to ask for assistance. The question was raised about the odd white powder sprinkled near the sink period. I knew the answer. I have been trying to measure a dose of stomach powder period. One tablespoon approximately. But the spoons I found would not fit in the opening of the container so I used that other tried and true method where you tap on the bottom, carefully until some falls out period. This is not a method recommended in the laboratory, nor in the average kitchen. I usually get through the effort but there has to be a better way. On a similar note I have just come in from the garage where I was trying to find a tire pump. I know it is out there but I did not find it. However, I can confirm the lawn tractor has a flat tire and the steering wheel is where it should be period. I will try again, another time. No, I was not trying to re inflate the tire on the lawn tractor. That is an issue for another day. Rather I wanted to firm up the tire on my bicycle. And no, I’m not trying to go for a bicycle ride either. A different issue. Since I did not find the tire pump where I thought it would be I now have two options. Look around for another pump or ask for assistance. That project is on standby for now. I find so many ways to kill time. Not always successfully. By the end of the day I am ready to go back to bed. My measure of success has changed. Lately, there has been a raccoon hanging around outside. I wonder if he could be trained to do jobs. They have the reputation of being highly intelligent.
