And it was raining, or threatening rain, so I harvested my home grown arugula rather than walk over to the co-op for greens. It seemed that we had insufficient supplies for supper until the rain encouraged me to ferret around in the bottom of the freezer. The larder provided.

Driving qualifies as a habit, perhaps an addiction. It swipes reasonable alternatives by stifling the imagination. If I have the power of instant gratification, why ever consider extending anticipation?

Tomorrow, we’ll take our first ZipCar® excursion to fill that larder for the coming week. Reserve on my iPhone, walk to the station to fetch the car, and away we’ll go. I’ll let you know how it actually works when I describe carless day number nine.

Eight carless days and we’re still doing fine.

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