On A Mission

I have a mission in life, not that it's a particularly useful one, but nevertheless there is now some purpose to my days other than earning enough money to pay all the bills. Now I have to go to the chemists to pick up my medicines every month (treatment for hypertension and enough stomach acid to dissolve a main battle tank) and the girl in the chemists looks as if she's never been gruntled in her life so my mission is to try to make her laugh - so far no success, although we did get a wry smile the other day so maybe the ice maiden is melting.