Today was a slow day, but not how you'd think...

In line at the grocery. Only two people ahead of me, but the second guy, who is in a motorized wheelchair, gets mesmerized by a toy and doesn't move for 3 minutes (although the cashier is now free and trying to get his attention).

Going down the road on my way home, I get stuck in a long line of traffic. I forgot the local university had it's homecoming game today and although the game is in the second quarter, cars are backed up both ways, with college kids jumping between cars to cross the road. 17 minutes to drive a stretch of road that normally takes no more than 3 minutes to traverse.

Blocks from home, a train stops out on the tracks and I watch several of the crew hop off the train to go into the nearby McDonald's to buy lunch. Just across the tracks is the liquor store I want to go to and I have to drive the long way to get around the train to get there.

Once inside the store, a woman is buying a lot of liquor. The clerk has her order wrung up, but she twice has everyone wait while she goes back to pick up something she forgot to get before she made it to the counter. Two young, pretty girls are giving away samples of some kind of new Coors deliicacy. I turn down the free offer, but still get a nice glass while I'm waiting.

I backtrack around the still immobile train. One last stop at the meat market to pick up some steak. Only one car in the lot, so I think I might get in and out quickly.

No.

Another customer is buying a lot of meat for a cookout. 15 minutes later, I get to the counter. 2 minutes later I'm back on the road, heading for home.

An hour and 45 minutes to run errands that should have taken me one half an hour, 45 minutes, tops.

Finally home and ready to relax. Then I remember I forgot to stop at the bakery and pick up dessert.

I'm doing without dessert tonight.

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This is my favorite time of year. The air is crisp, the sky a deeper blue and the sun feels warm, not hot against your skin.

Walking along and seeing the leaves begin to turn vibrant colors always makes me smile.

The only thing missing is the smell of burning leaves, which is sadly not allowed any more.

Time for some hot cider and maybe a slice of pumpkin pie.

My Mom told me my Dad flipped out when he saw this video, and not in a good way. lol:


You see, my Dad played Bluegrass, knew Bill Monroe (who did it originally) and played the song himself.

I kinda liked it.

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Thanks for the tip, Mitch, Lots better now!

As I slowly get used to my Windows 10, one question remains I haven't answered yet:

How do I get the words on this model bigger?

With Windows 7, it was simple to find the menu I needed to make changes, like in size of wording and pictures, etc.

Eventually I will figure it out and achieve another minor victory in man over machine.

Soldiering on!

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Monday.

I find it to be harder to get motivated for work on Mondays with each passing year.

When I pay off that last $2,000.00 of debt, Mondays will be a lot happier for me because I will be retired.

I love the sound of that word: Retired. To me it will mean freedom to do whatever I want.

Until that day that I can smile and say I'm retired, I'm keeping my eye on the prize and soldiering on.

Monday.

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Depending on how confused I get, I'll have my new computer hooked up.

15 minutes? 15 hours?

Only my patience will tell.

What are the odds???

Not one minute after posting how angry with FedEx I was, I see the truck pull up out front. They were starting to go across the street. I asked them if they had a package for me at this address. No, it was supposed to go across the street. I told them my name and I showed them my i.d. so I got my package - finally!

The fact that someone in the office will get yelled at for putting on the wrong address and causing the delivery man a delay is just icing on my happy cake.

Same scenario as yesterday, only getting more irate!

New computer is supposed to arrive today via FedEx. I've been waiting all day and it still hasn't gotten here as of 2:50pm.

The old saying is that a watched pot never boils.

Maybe the pot never boils, but I'm close to boiling right now.