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I did warn you that this week would be all about the house and the move. I wasn't lying.
This afternoon I worked at home because the contractor came out to fix our foundation. Which is funny, because if our foundation weren't jacked up, they wouldn't have to come out to jack it up.
That's North Texas clay soil humor. Thank you to those nodding your head in perfect understanding.
|J.R. knows. J.R. gets me.|
|Let's just assume it won't come to that.|
It's been a long, slow, tedious process. And I was a little trepidatious (which I'm declaring totally a word, despite spellcheck and my online dictionary calling bullshit on it, because I'm not a woman to be trifled with, dammit) about continuing the process at home, because it meant accessing the remote server even more remotely, via my home network. I did not have high hopes for my productivity. And I wasn't too excited by the prospect of spending a lovely afternoon at home yelling at my stupid computer, either.
So imagine my surprise when I got on my wifi, accessed the remote server, and proceeded to fucking blaze through files like a cyber-knife through cyber-butter, if you get my cyber-drift.
|I was taken aback by the efficacy of my connectivity,|
as it were.
I mention this mostly because, due to getting so much shit done, I was also able to arrange internet and TV service at the new apartment this afternoon. I got a good deal and a free equipment upgrade, so at the new place, I'll have internet that's twice as fast as what I experienced today.
With that kind of speed, I will literally be able to digitize myself and live in the goddamn cloud.
|That's right. Just like this.|
|Possibly an insensitive simile. I apologize to the homeless and squirrels.|
Next up: Ordering checks with my new address on them. Checks, LOL.
I'm just old school that way.