Taking no chances, I've driven to work every day this week. It's been raining and/or cold and it was just easier all round. Work and customers have been a welcome diversion and without clogged sinuses, more pleasant as well. A great way to pass the days taking the drug and not thinking too much about anything stressful or unpleasant.
And, no, I will not list those things because that would only cause stress. Duh!
On the subject of stress; the home phone rang last night at 11:30 pm, long after I had gone to sleep. Now, no one wants to receive a phone call at that, or any later hour of the night, so I looked at the clock, turned on the light and cautiously answered the call - expecting the worst.
Would you believe me if I told you it was a recorded robo-dialer asking me to bring all of my old gold jewelry to some hotel on Monday to make some 'real' money. Ya know, you just can't make this stuff up. I hung up and started to laugh uncontrollably as I sat on the edge of the bed feeling like a fool. Needless to say, it was not easy to get back to sleep after such an incident.
I mean, the nerve to set the timer of a robo-dialer to such a late hour - there may be angry insomniacs lying in wait at that hotel on Monday. I'll check the newspapers and let you know.
Looking back, it really seems a very clever idea, since I think most people fear late night calls and are more likely to pick up the call rather than let it go to voice-mail. That said, I'd still like to strangle the bastard who thought it up.
Meanwhile, I am going to enjoy (?) a stiff iced water while preparing supper. All bets are off for the rest of the evening. Sigh!
And so it goes.
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