Jan 03 2004
Hello/Goodbye
Back home, briefly. Ran around all day taking care of things that had accumulated during my week+ absence at the trailer park (I had only planned to be gone for 3 or 4 days). Wasted all day Friday sitting around the house waiting for the post office to deliver a package. They didn’t. The annoyingness of this was rendered even more annoying by these factors:
1. We already knew that it was something made by John’s 6 year old great-nephew, so it has no street or resale value, yet it was sent certified mail and had to be signed for. Yes, I realize that there is sentimental value involved, but my sentiment is: just throw it in the mail like we do. You’ll get it. We always do. Get it?
2. The post office left a pink slip (only slightly better than getting one at work) while I was away notifying us that they had the hostage. John called them to confirm that they would exchange the victim for either of our signatures, but it would be sometime on Friday. Unlike cable guys, post office people don’t give you a “window” of time when they’ll show up. They just do. Or not.
3. Since I remain unemployable, I was the one who waited, and you know how patient I am. All day I kept thinking of all the stuff I had to do and how I couldn’t do it. Really, really boring. And you know how much I love being bored.
4. We went to the post office today to pick the damned thing up, and were not asked to sign anything.
I’m heading back up north to the country, since we’re once more on Mom Alert. Two days at home should be enough for anyone, right?