I'll try not to sound like I'm feeling too sorry for myself since Librarian caught me whining in my last blog...but as our move from our current house to our new house -- still being built and hopefully completed by August 1st or we'll be living in temporary housing for a month or so -- Hmmm...I've just hit a grammatical wall and can't complete the last sentence in any meaningful way.
Where was I? Oh yes, packing boxes, setting up yard sales, etc.
Karen is very excited. Matching furniture, thinking about curtains, placement of things. I'm providing muscle since I don't really care where things go.
But today...panic just hit! Since it is a new house in a new development, the phone/Internet companies have not yet laid cable lines. I'm sure they will but nobody will give us a time table yet.
In other words -- no Internet!!! I can do a few things, I suppose, by taking our iPad to Starbucks but this will effectively shut down my self-employment as a stock trader since I need high speed DSL to keep up with streaming quotes, etc.
No Internet! I'll have to live in the real world for awhile! Holy Crap!
I'm not complaining! Maybe it will be good for me!
Okay, maybe I am complaining.
Thursday, July 5, 2012
Wednesday, July 4, 2012
Happy Fourth of July
...which I realize is a purely American Holiday (except for those native Americans that were here before the better-armed Americans arrived).
But almost everyone enjoys a day off from work, at least. Well...except for those of us who are retired and get to do chores no matter what day of the week it is. And I guess for those who are unemployed and wish they had work to have a day off from in the first place.
I didn't mean to turn into the Fourth of July Grinch. Sorry. Keep it simple, Mark. Happy Fourth of July.
And I thought I'd better send out a message so that anyone who is still bothering to follow me will know that I am still alive although buried under a growing avalanche of boxes and furniture and knick-knacks...
Some of which will go to the new house
Some of which will go to an auction house
Some of which will go to a yard sale
Some of which will go to the trash
...I'm not quite sure which box I used to store my mind.
But almost everyone enjoys a day off from work, at least. Well...except for those of us who are retired and get to do chores no matter what day of the week it is. And I guess for those who are unemployed and wish they had work to have a day off from in the first place.
I didn't mean to turn into the Fourth of July Grinch. Sorry. Keep it simple, Mark. Happy Fourth of July.
And I thought I'd better send out a message so that anyone who is still bothering to follow me will know that I am still alive although buried under a growing avalanche of boxes and furniture and knick-knacks...
Some of which will go to the new house
Some of which will go to an auction house
Some of which will go to a yard sale
Some of which will go to the trash
...I'm not quite sure which box I used to store my mind.
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