Moving at the end of March turned out to be mostly a farce. Furniture in Buffalo, lawnmowers in Palmyra, pod in Brockport, Two more self storage units, Ontario and Conesus; enough stuff to stock a fort. Frontier cut the house phone on Friday, Time Warner install said Saturday, but meant Monday. The heating contractor installed the furnace, but NYSEG said the gas line will be “Someday” On top of it all, Mother Nature went off her meds, six inches of snow on the flower beds Temperatures in the teens, no heat in our home, everything in boxes, my spirits need to be lifted. First morning on the lake, coffee I need. Where is the Keurig? Still in the trailer, go figure. Wade through the snow, to the trailer I go, flinging boxes around till the Keurig is found. Back to the house, plug the machine in, where are the K-cups, they must be found! Up to the trailer digging though stuff, Eureka, got lucky In box #6, K-cups are there, I start to giggle, kind of a weird little sound. Anticipating my coffee, only an hour into the day, hit the brew button and get a message “Not Ready” Steady old man, steady. A day without coffee, I cannot let this be. What’s going on? Steady, Steady Using my all my skills I investigate, but still “Not Ready”! As I shiver from cold and shake from caffeine withdrawal, my intuition says, it’s frozen, thus “Not ready” Back to the tool box, a heat gun in hand, 20 minutes to thaw, then finally: “Ready” 2 hours into the day, nothing else done, 22 degrees outside, a home full of boxes A cup of coffee in hand I sit for a minute take a few sips, contemplating the scene and think “Am I outa my freakin’ mind!”
Posted on: Tue, 01 Apr 2014 16:23:19 +0000
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