It was more of a hassle to walk to the garage and get the car out, drive around and across the river and try to find a parking place on the West side, than just to take the tram over and catch a cab. -She missed the issue car, and Tommy driving, and no insurance problems in case of a fender bender. . . . Needed to remember to put in for a new faucet in the kitchen-and, hopefully, for a new toilet seat. There was a little chip out of the side–-out of whatever the thing was made of-that she’d tried to disguise with a dab of white paint. All that did was make you notice it more. Maybe go to Zabar’s afterward, bring some stuff home. If there was a pet store, get a rubber mouse or something for Mayo. A catnip mouse . . . ? Elbe ate her breakfast standing up at the kitchen counter, had another half cup of coffee, and considered a second piece of toast, then decided not. She’d stopped using margarine after reading in Consumer Reports how it was made, and bought sweet butter instead. It was difficult not to have a second piece of toast with that butter.
