So, what’s new with you?
I’m still living in a public thoroughfare, with people in and out all the time. At last count, there have been at least 70 parties in and out since Friday. As I write this, there is another agent inside showing the house, I’m outside on the front steps of my neighbor’s place.
Tomorrow will be the big event — the deadline for presenting contracts is 6pm, so I’ll have a fun night looking them over. I think.
I assume that my readership knows all about such nonsense as the State Department deciding not to release any more statistics on terrorism because the last report shows that it’s getting worse — no need for me to make any comments on that, right?
Yesterday I decided that I would not attempt to drive cross country. Instead, I am going to spend the money to have my car shipped out there on a truck, and Diego and I are going to fly to San Jose. I may not save much money, but I will definitely save 5 days… and possibly the last shreds of my sanity. Of course, this means that any last minute stuff for which I might have delayed my departure will have to be avoided — the plane leaves May 10 at 6pm whether I am on it or not. Things are getting complicated toward the end of my tenure here, what with trying to find homes for the cats, figuring out what to do when my car is gone, and getting my furniture over to my aunt’s 100 miles away. That last week will be a real doozy.
I knew I couldn’t last in such a clean and tidy home — I’ve already started to clutter up my desk with stuff and I’m beginning to realize that mail, the kind that comes to your postal box, is just someone else’s way of distributing their own trash for other people to throw away. Every day when I get the mail, it almost always goes into the trash. Once in a while a magazine or check arrives; but for the most part these junk mailers are just filling up my trash can and our nation’s landfills. At least when I get spam, I can just delete it without using up trees…
There’s a tiny little baby snake here on the sidewalk. At least, I assume it’s a baby, I mean, I mistook it for a worm at first.
Just observations from my day, that’s all. The latest browser has left the house, so I can go back inside and sit on my couch for another hour until the next one arrives. See ya!
