This update's title shamelessly grabbed from a good (if NWS) FZ tune.
I called about TV delivery this morning. Of course, they can't deliver it today, even though it's in Baltimore - all of their trucks are out for the day. The woman at, uhm, Chesapeake Logistics? tells me that she can do tomorrow, and if not tomorrow afternoon, then NEXT SATURDAY.
I'm picking up Francesca tomorrow morning, and hopefully we'll be back in time for these guys to make the swap, but if not, yet another week until I have my television back.
God must really want me to appreciate this television.
Call me Tele-Job 2008, I suppose.
Wherein I counsel: 'Quieta non movere'.
31 July 2008
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