Stop The World

There is an old saying, "If they stop the world, I’ll get off." Well, if they just slow it down a little, I’ll jump off. It’s been one two of those days. Everybody has bad days. Lately I seem to have more than my share.

First, the reason there was no post yesterday was because the ISP was down - again. That’s 300 times in the past 30 days. They are giving me a credit for a whole month - whoopie. I’ve eaten up that much in antacids.

Then, I went to the mail box and there was a credit card bill with a charge we didn’t make. Credit card fraud they call it. With a little investigation, the card company informed me that another charge had been made and would not show up until the next billing cycle. Because we live in a rural area, I had to call the sheriff’s department only to be told that it would be a week or two before a detective would call me back. Now, I know why credit card theft is so lucrative. It will be months before anyone tries to find you - if then?

And, as much as I hate (hate is a too mild) yard work, I got on the riding mower and promptly ran over a sprinkler head.

Those are the highlights. I can’t tell you about the bad stuff.

PMO
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