I spent an incredibly frustrating morning trying to establish
the basics for the Daughter Bird's apartment.
Getting the electric service started required three hours,
two car trips, a stop at the bank for a cashier's check,
$22.50 to express mail it to the P.O. box the utility
company uses as an address,
and all kinds of identity information that I was rather
uncomfortable providing.
She would have had a TOTAL meltdown trying to do this
herself.
sigh.
The gas company was only slightly less trouble
because I have been an existing (and good)
customer for nearly 15 years.
I didn't even TRY to do the phone or the cable.
That can wait until she graduates, or I calm down,
whichever comes first.
I attempted to SOOTHE myself with mindless
Garter Stitch and managed to finish the endless sleeve
of the Adult Tomten....
ta-DAH! Only one more to go and then the miles of i-cord.
Perhaps by the time this is finished the next Ice Age will
have arrived and I will be (for once)
Appropriately Attired.