November 17, 2002

  • I don’t know what to say today other than to bitch and moan about how overloaded I feel with all the stuff I need to do before heading for TX.

    I have to donate the dead van to the charity, but to do that, I have to dig the middle seat bench out from under the pile of junk in the garage, and if I’m doing that I might as well load a bunch of it into the car to take to the other charity, but not all of it’s mine, so some of it I have to set aside, only there’s no room for any of it in the overcrowded garage.

    That kind of thing.

    Plus the car needs a tune up and oil change before I go, which means going to the auto parts place and getting the stuff and doing that work, and the van has a flat tire which is still under warranty which I can take advantage of, but that involves taking the wheel off the van and driving it there in the car, and if I sort through the garage first I’ll end up with no place for the tire in the car because it’ll be full of goodwill droppings, so I should do that first but I don’t want to because it’s gray outside and I’m hungry and Dale’s coming over to borrow the VCR so I need to set it aside for him and so forth.

    Such problems I have. Heh.