June 22, 2005
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The check is in the mail.
That’s what the post office insurance division says. They paid our claim yesterday. Now we just have to wait for it. We are trusting it will be here soon and be all we expect. Doug and I are taking an unscheduled trip to town (that’s right, it’s only Wednesday — just because I’m online, doesn’t mean it’s Thursday) to take the broken new computer and the old one it was to replace to the shop, where they will salvage what they can from the two machines and build us another one.
That’s the big news for my kid and me. Other news around our neighborhood includes the discovery of a meth lab in the motel just around the corner, up beside the highway. Doug saw a TV news van and hazmat team there when he went for the mail, and asked someone what was going on. Meth lab — it wouldn’t have been a surprise if it had happened at Felony Flats where Greyfox lives. Two labs have been busted there in the past two years that I know of. In our little railbelt neighborhood, such things are rarer.
I have been thinking about a blog on antiquity and orthodoxy, or something like that. Maybe I’ll get it done tomorrow when I go back in again to drive the van from the rehab center to the NA meeting. Or maybe I’ll blog about the Voice of Addiction. So much to say…. It will be good to be able to blog from home again. I’m old fashioned, I guess. I still tend to think of libraries as places for books. But, come to think of it, my home is full of books, too. Ah, well….
Comments (9)
You’re really missed.
Yes…
KATHY… so happily surprised to see you on a Wed!!!!
I would hate to do my blogging in the library too.
O.o Are the purposes of libraries changing? *sigh* I wish I lived closer to a library… Thousands and thousands of interesting things said in text…
It’s so nice to see you’re back, SuSu, and know that you’ll be around even more regularly once you get this mess straightened out. *warm hugs*
wow…meth labs in alaska too? it’s everywhere!
at our library, they have the computer police [i think she's a retired old-school librarian] who walks up and down the aisles behind your chairs, sighing, and watching the clock and making sure there’s no perversion going on. there’s no way i could ever write there.
they busted a meth lab four blocks from our house. nice, quiet, older suburban neighborhood. pfft. right across the street from a day care center and a gas station. nice, eh?