I just deleted a several page rant titled Screwed again by a New York Bank. I wrote it one week ago, on return from the last Peninsula Flea. I was quite ill, and lack of the anticipated replacement card was all I could manage.
Last Sunday: I woke for the necessaries. No card.
Last Monday: I woke for the necessaries and part of supper. No card.
Last Tuesday: Ditto, plus breakfast. I like breakfast. I get up for breakfast. Visited admissions lady, pocketed keys. Card arrived, picked up script and some food. (Out of food by now.)
Last Wednesday: I still slept all day, and ate some food, and wrapped my fingers around moving on the 19th. Went back to sleep.
Last Thursday: Made two boxes, packed one. Read some blogs, ate some food, slept a lot.
Yesterday: Packed and napped.
Today: Packed a lot more and napped.
The studio is done; the bathroom is done, except last minute stuff. It's a week to go and just my bedroom to do. Sounds like an easy week of packing and napping.
I must get back into a regular routine! Next week!