Scribblings

New Home, Stupid Phone

I actually got quite a bit of writing done this evening, more than I have in days. Why? Well, TB tells it best here. I love my new 'home'! I can concentrate and just go with the flow. Of course, I don't mean to abandon the kids and Linda and Tomas and TB. I'll show my face once in a while! ;)

Stupid phone! Stupid phone company! It hasn't worked right in over a week. A tech came out and supposedly fixed it. He then had a machine call to tell us the problem had been fixed ... and five minutes later, we were having the same problem again.

What was happening was that sometimes we get a dial tone and sometimes we don't. When we don't we can't call anyone and no one can call us. Well, they can, but they won't reach us. They have to leave a message and hope for the best.

What a drag.

The phone still doesn't work. It was a hassle yesterday because I wanted Billy to call on his break and let me know if he needed a ride home from work. Luckily, I thought to call the cinema and found out that yes, he did need a ride. This evening, Billy called TB's cell phone.

Someone from the home security alarm place is supposed to come out on Tuesday to check and see if there is a short circuit on their line.

If not, we have to go through more rigamarole to get our phone fixed! :P

I feel really bad for people who are trying to call us, like Michele. Oh well.