The kitteh is awwwwwwwwwsome!
Good morning.
The old New Phone saga just keeps on ticking. I deleted everything that was relevant, the photos were sent to a permanent location and I boxed it up well, padding it and making sure it was solid. And then heard an alarm sound from the box. Oh crikey. I put up with it until I got up this morning and there it was again. The first thing I did, before I even woke up enough to say I was awake was to take the blasted thing out of the box and shut the power off.
Then I took my pills and had the obligatory food with them, then took my shower and here I am. I just spent 20 minutes transferring some of the contacts to the new New Phone from the REALLY Old Phone, and still have a ways to go with that. I have to do it before the battery dies. I don’t want to look up all the contacts manually like I did the last time.
I put Sharon’s name in my New Phone and sent her a text stating that I had missed her that morning. She said she sent me a text Monday night saying she would come today instead. I told her the story and she asked, “You didn’t get my TEXT??” I repeated that anything that came to my phone since Sunday night was still floating around in the Ethernet. So she’ll be by this morning.
This morning, I have to go to the library and also drop off the stuff at the USPS. Which reminds me: Without checking the USPS site, did the Package Bunneh bring you a box of goodies, yesterday?
Good morning. No, there was no package yesterday. Perhaps it will arrive today. Maybe the newspaper will come, as well.
I hope it all works out with the phone. Zot, I detest those things!
I just heard a Thunk and a loud gripe from upstairs. One of our less-coordinated household members has emerged from bed, I deduce.