Meredith was home sick until mid-afternoon yesterday, and McKenzy was sick too. I printed some financial reports and studied them and made a few changes. I worked on some very tedious QB and mailing list stuff, recording some old information. The previous person who did my job recorded the monthly Shelter Provider deposit in a lump sum, without breaking down who gave how much. In order to have good information, I am going back and changing that in both QB and GiftWorks. Greg and I went to the Food Bank and got milk and juice. I grabbed lunch at Wendy's on the way back. The refrigerator was pretty full, so I asked him to throw out some of the older condiments to make room.

I picked up Ray before 4 and we stopped at Kroger to get yogurt and a few other things. The Breyers ice cream was on sale--less than $3! So we got about 10 cartons. When we got to the car, Ray started to get out the keys. "This is not good," he said. There they were, lying in plain sight on the back seat, locked in. He had gone back out to get the reusable bags we had forgotten to bring in. We had to call a locksmith, which fortunately only took about 10 minutes and cost $60. It kind of put a crimp in our mood. I have been worried about doing that for years, ever since we lost the other 2 sets of car keys within about a year of getting the car. In a way, it was a relief to find it was that easy and inexpensive to deal with. To get a new one from the dealer would have been about $500; they have to rekey the ignition, apparently.

While waiting for the locksmith, I finally heard back from the salesman for Olan Mills, Tom. He explained to me how to close off the online signups and print out the appointment pages to take to potluck. So, I did that while Ray made a salad to take. It turned out to be easier than I had feared, starting with remembering the login and password I had chosen.

We went right to bed when we got home, although I read for awhile.