And now, she had to go again. She wondered if she'd ever be able to use a bathroom again without seeing a snake wiggling in the bathtub.It probably wo...ld have been better if there had been something to do but sit there and think about the snake, but Wednesdays were her slow day as the Record-Herald's advertising manager, at least until it was time to work on the papers. Usually, she sat around the front office and shot the bull with her friend, Carrie Evachevski, the social editor, and had an. Need to get another case of that..." Walking down the aisle he made notes in the notebook.The store room was fifty feet long constructed of concrete blocks, with a matching concrete slab ceiling and floor. There were four aisles three feet wide and ten feet to the ceiling. In each section there was a staple of life, something not produced on the farm, or something not produced in adequate quantities and had to be purchased off the farm. Checking the quantities of each, he added numbers which. The third one had two scrubbingbrushes and began to clean me. It would appear that I wasn't even allowedto bathe in private. The fourth one who had wheeled me in was nowhere tobe seen at the moment. This went on for what seemed like forever andeventually the fourth one came back in with what looked liked clothes forme.I was ushered out of the tub and the one with the towels dried me off andsoon I was naked and damp. The woman who had the clothes walked me overto me and began by handing me. The ‘Ninth Hour’ prayers were done at 3:00pm, and then Vespers after dinner but before studying. Finally, Compline and the ‘Midnight Office’ before I went to bed. All in all, it would consume better than four hours of my day. Fortunately, I had my own copies of the Octoechos, Horologion, and Typikon, so I didn’t need to acquire any books.I’d debated about what meal to eat and how best to handle things, and decided that a full meal at lunch was the best option because I could have PB&J.