I logged into my e-mail program this morning and received numerous daemon mail failure notices for e-mails I did not send. They were sent to contacts in the address book contained on the desk top computer that I left with the repair person in Charlotte on Saturday. Oddly, I’ve been unable to get that guy on the phone. I hope everything turns out okay. It all seemed perfectly fine while we were there and I know where he lives; at least I think he lives there. It’s concerning.
We got a little bit of rain last night. Just enough to make it really, really soupy this morning.
I need to get out and milk and that’s the last thing I feel like doing right now.
Good news on the job search: the job market is supposed to be poor for at least four more years. Lovely. A little tiny bit of me thinks I shouldn’t have left the Wal-Mart job.
Off to milk.
Until later …