Yay stuff!
The POD arrived on time, and if the horrible management in this complex manages not to give us a hard time about it, all will be well.
(David did everything but stand on his head to keep them informed and cooperate with them. They were uncommunicative, rude, and unhelpful. There’s a condo just under us going up for sale, and ordinarily I’d be interested, but I will not live where these yobbos are overlords. Just won’t.)
Sleeping in a real bed is very heaven compared to air mattresses and thin foam pads. I didn’t want to get up this morning. Shame about that work thing and all. (Lest you suspect me, I’m at home, snatching a few blogminutes before work.)
Technology is not being good to us. Moving the DSL modem meant disconnecting it, and when we connected it again it lost signal. Hello, Verizon, please fix our line again? (I wanted to try hooking up the other modem, which I’m better at configuring, but I can’t find the thing. It was in the office. I swear it was. I don’t know where it is now.) And David’s Mac is refusing to boot properly. (Open Firmware, eh? Oh.) I think it’s the new video card rather than the move, which we can test as David wisely kept the old card. If I can just get the thing running, I’ll back up that which is most crucial onto CD, and raze the OS to the ground if I have to. Er, when I find the boot CDs, and all.
But having chairs, tables, sufficient unmentionables (don’t ask; I usually pack better than that!), and a real bed still overcomes the crankiness of high-tech. No question.