I’m so horrible at waiting. Today, I wait for Fedex.
As soon as they get here, I can begin to reconstruct my computer. I’ve tried to keep busy. I emptied the dishwasher, made the bed, read the newspaper.
I ordered a new headset for my at home cordless phone, since it looks like the cats chewed the old headset cord. I found the prices have come way down on them, which is nice.
It’s almost eleven. I’m watching CourtTV, Forensic Files.
Brian said something about going and looking at tractors. I said something about “today? You want to leave the house while I’m busy getting the computer running? You want to be gone?” Then I said “why look at new tractors when you don’t have any place to store what you’ve got? Hmm? And before you think about getting a new tractor, why don’t you fix the ones you’ve got?” He’s got one back in his shop that’s been there for years. He works on it about once every six months. It should be done by now. So, today, he’ll finally fix the gas leak on our new stove (the part had to be ordered and the guy at Sears told him it was a part that wouldn’t have been covered, even if we’d notified the company we bought it from the day we got it, which doesn’t sound right. Then he’ll work on his tractor.
And I’ll sit here and wait for Fedex.
I hate waiting