Friends
What was, was and cannot be again. What is, is and shall be cherished. What shall be shall be and will probably be better than I expect.
The shallow stream is easily crossed. The shallow mind, even more so.
What was, was and cannot be again. What is, is and shall be cherished. What shall be shall be and will probably be better than I expect.
I suppose that could be misconstrued as meaning "after the rant" but in this case, I'm referring to the post office. In a previous entry, I noted that a good chunk (as in all) of my mail was being forwarded to an incorrect location. On the 16th, I place a change of address form in the outgoing mail at the apartment as directed by the USPS.GOV website. (I'd link to it, but that would infer that I cared or that they had a good website.) I came back today just to make sure everything was being forwarded. I found that not quite everything was being forwarded. Call it none. The change of address form had been placed back IN my mail box. So kind, thoughtful and observant of the postal carrier. *sigh* Oh well. I guess it could be worse. I was just hoping that they'd pull their act together. On the other hand, what can you expect for $0.37?
Wow! It's been two weeks since I put virtual pen to paper here. It just goes to show that time flies when you're insanely busy beyond all reason.
I seem to have had a few the last few days. A close friend of mine collapses and is rushed to the hospital. It's discovered that he is ill, but should be okay and is sent home. Two days later, he goes back in but this time is plopped in ICU where he stays for a day and a night. He's still in the hospital but seems to be recovering. In the same time frame, I have an opportunity to talk with his girlfriend and find myself liking her even more than I had before. Assuming all goes well at the closing, I should have a new room mate shortly. :) I just need to run that CAT5e, which shouldn't be too bad considering what I have to work with here.
It's all coming together, or at least it seems to be. I moved last weekend from my apartment back to my old house. It's amazing what three determined people can do in a day and a bit. I have bumps, bruises, over exerted muscles and a really cool looking line on my left shoulder from carrying a chifforobe. The house is significantly cleaner than when I took possession. There's still a fair amount of dog hair lurking about from the previous occupant, but this too shall pass or at least get sucked up by the vacuum cleaner.