Good morning, all! I slept very well and I'm glad I did because I have a busy day today.
I've looked at all the chairs in my apartment; no glass beside any of them, DR JRand60! This is one of the weirdest experiences i've ever had. What I'm hoping is that in a fit of mental distraction I took it down to the basement with the trash and tossed it by accident. I'm coming to the conclusion that it is not in this apartment any longer. Last night, when I was talking on the telephone to Mr Ron Raines, I heard what sounded like the fall of a bundle of papers, but a check of the apartment revealed nothing out of the usual order. So, I think the apartment ghost is becoming aggressive.
Yesterday Toyland was a day from hell; the printer and copier are both in severe need ot maintenance and the lack of such has made the library work for EILEEN a real ordeal. We sent a ton of card stock to Kinko's to be cut to the size of 9.5 x 12.5 for band parts, and the asses cutting it sent back a large portion of the paper poorly trimmed so that one side of the paper was 12.5 and the other side a little longer than 12 inches and a quarter; this poor trim caused us to dump a ton of printed parts. If the machinery continues to be difficult, I have no idea if we'll meet our deadline.
This morning, I have a date at 9 am with the post office, a trip to the pharmacy, and then a trek to Toyland where I'll proof the final number. This afternoon, I have a meeting with the Medicare rep for my HMO to get this shebang off the ground since I do not understand any of the Medicare forms I'm receiving in an avalanche of unwanted mail.
TOD: BONNIE & CLYDE, MCCABE & MRS MILLER, SHAMPOO