Last night, I left the office at about 6:30. I had been exhausted all day, having woken up more tired than when I went to bed. I broke the cardinal commandment of "Go before you leave!" I live less than two miles away from my job, so I thought it would be safe.
I stopped in at the grocery store, to see if they had the hand lotion that leftsphenoid recommended. Good news: The entire brand is on sale this week, and is featured on the end cap, so it was the first thing I saw when I walked in the store. Bad news: The brand is on sale this week, so the hand lotion was completely sold out. Good news: They have a daily face wash as well, which was in stock and on sale, and I've been considering trying a new face wash anyway. Bad news: The lines were ridiculous. There were four people ahead of me in the line for the express self-checkout. I was tired, cranky, and I needed to pee. And I waited... And waited...
Finally, I checked out, got in my car, and started to drive home. Every fourth parking space, all the way up Main Street, someone pulled in or someone pulled out, directly in front of me. In retrospect, it was a beautifully choreographed dance. At the time, I was tired, cranky, and I needed to pee. And my gloves were making my hands itch, and I had no lotion to look forward to. The third time someone started to back up, I burst into tears.
When I finally got home, after taking care of the immediately pressing need, I decided as an interim measure to try ourika's suggestion and oil my hands. I can tell I've been a gamer too long, because I momentarily wondered if Extra Virgin Olive Oil would have the same effect on me that Holy Water has on the unholy... It did help a little, but it's not going to be a long-term solution. Tonight's goal: leave early, and investigate the brands of hand lotion at CVS and the Madison Pharmacy.