I was in a panic trying to buy a Christmas Gift for my friend in Toronto. Then I bought a parcel box, without a receipt, which I have lost.
My only hope was that it was dropped in the Chemist; they're open until 6 pm. I will keep calling them, the line is engaged.
I was calling my complementary therapist; while my Toronto Mate wanted to call me on Google Duo. Then, on the way home, I bought diesel and didn't turn left sharply enough. Only God's grace got me home safely.
I'm going to focus on my breath, to calm down. But, for now, I'm off the wall.