Y’all know how I treasured the free time today, even though I wasn’t substitute teaching. I was catching up. Spent most of the morning re-formatting about 50 pictures from the Visual Vibes site: pictures I had taken at a January reception at Springfield Art Association. A fellow had e’d me asking for pictures from the site. I responded I would if he would make a contribution of what HE considered appropriate for my CIVAG effort. Two days later, his contribution arrived, and today I e’d the first 30 pictures as 300 dpi 5 x 7s. The rest will go Tuesday.
Not until feeding the dogs and attempting to call AT&T about my overdue phone bill did I realize my phone had been disconnected.
It was not like they pulled off an important finger, but without a phone, I couldn’t receive a substitute teacher call. Re-connection was essential. By the grace of God and last week’s paycheck, that action would be possible. Feeling rather vunerable (as #43 might say) I took the car to the bank instead of walking as I would have preferred under a sunny sky and a temperature in the 70s. Besides, there was a chance I’d boogie downtown to keep my water and electricity service in good standing if not paid in full. By the time I finished 25 minutes on an outside pay phone at a corner convenience store talking to AT&T, I decided CWLP could wait. Everyone I talked with at the company was friendly, patient and helpful. While setting things right, I also disconnected my long distance service and voice mail. If anyone wants to reach me when I’m in no mood to convoice (pun intended), they will have to email me to reach me.
My phone was reconnected and working less than an hour after I headed for the bank. I can live cold, so if I don’t work things out with the gas company this week, I will last until the next paycheck comes in. I believe I can keep electric and water into December as well. What I really want to do — and can’t for at least another week — is to START payments to long-term creditors. I would rather pay $20 each frikking month than keep them at arms’ length. If I could generate five or six more checks of the type generated by my new CIVAG supporter friend in Peoria, I could put all those bills into the PAID IN FULL pile.
Ooo blah dee, ooo bla dah . . .
Life goes on