I got back from Walmart and the bedroom light rather preoccupied me. Then it was trying to get the bed made and I wanted to put a night light in there, but the only outlet was behind something, so I’ve had to leave a lamp on. Blackout curtains, ya know.
So now the bed is made and all of a sudden I’ve run out of steam. I called AR, but no response, as usual. And since then, I’ve been sitting because. Pain.
Favorite Daughter and The Guy got the box. It had evidently been sitting in Longmont, probably waiting to see if anyone would miss it, until someone did. The email trace was on Saturday, so if it had been anywhere else in the system, they still wouldn’t have it. Unngh.
“Why mothers get gray.” (My Mother Said)
The envelope from my mother finally arrived. No luck on the box from Dover, but I haven’t checked the tracking.
All it says on Dover’s website is that it shipped on December 7. Good thing the only present in there is for Elen, USMC, and it was never going to get to Okinawa by Christmas.