Busy As Bees

Even though I didn’t get any writing done yesterday, we were as busy as bees and got a lot accomplished.

After dealing with the morning’s load of e-mail, which seemed to be larger than normal for some reason, including not one, not two, but three different people contacting me who are generals or presidents of banks in other countries wanting me to know that one of their recently departed clients want me to be the benefactor of their estates which, depending on the e-mail, range anywhere from $16 million to over $55 million. My poor accountant works hard enough as it is, so I didn’t reply to all of those wonderful offers because I don’t want to put any more work on her than I have to.

I also had an e-mail from someone complaining that he has entered our free drawing every week for over a year and never won. I replied that the reason he has not won is because his entries immediately go into the spam folder because he insists on using funny names like Mighty Mouse and Superman, even though I very specifically say that you must enter with your own name. He shot back a reply saying he would never put his real name online, and I replied that his name is in his e-mail address. His reply to that was that since I had his name on his e-mail address, he shouldn’t have to use it in the contest. I didn’t bother replying to that one because the conversation was not going anywhere.

While I was doing that, Miss Terry was packaging the book from last week’s contest to send to the winner, who used his real name.

We left the house to go to my doctor’s appointment to get the results of the MRI I had on my hand and wrist last week. The doctor said it shows some degenerative damage as well as an issue with some tendons, and he is referring me to an orthopedic specialist. I didn’t have to go to a doctor to find out I was a degenerate. People tell me that all the time.

When we were done there, we went to Space Coast Credit Union and paid off Terry’s Chrysler Pacifica. We still had about a year to go on the loan, but I like to pay things off early and get them out of the way. We did the same thing with our house, my Mustang, and the pontoon boat. The truck will be the next one that we start making extra payments on, to whittle the balance down enough to pay off. People don’t realize how paying even an extra $50 or so a month on something reduces the balance dramatically because that applies directly to the principal.

Our next stop was at the post office to send the book to the contest winner, and by then it was getting late in the afternoon, and we hadn’t eaten, so it was time for vittles. We went to the Bagel But and had Cuban sandwiches and split an order of French fries, all of which was very good.

With our tummies full, we went to a trailer dealer near our house to get some prices on cargo trailers and find out what our half-ton Ram pickup is capable of towing safely. We are looking at trailers because there may be something coming up that we will need to be able to haul a bunch of things in. I’ll tell you more about that when I know more.

Then it was to Publix so Terry could buy several things she needed for Thanksgiving dinner, as well as some stuff to restock here at the house. I was surprised that the store wasn’t very crowded, but a friend of ours who works there told us that we had just missed the rush, and they expect to be crazy busy for the next couple of days.

After that, it was a quick stop across the street at Walgreens to pick up a prescription and then we came home. As I said, it was a busy day. We’re supposed to have rain for the next two days, and I plan to spend them working on my new book. I’m very close to the end now, and I want to see how it all comes out!

And finally, here’s a chuckle to start your day from the collection of funny signs we see in our travels and that our readers share with us. As with everything, the details are in the fine print.

Thought For The Day – Why is lemonade made from artificial flavors, but furniture polish is made from real lemons?