I just remembered we are supposed to be getting a fancy new electric meter sometime this week, and this week is almost up.

Looking out the window beside me, I am also reminded there is a small stack of lumber right in front of it, and they are oh so very touchy about obstructions. A person can walk around it and get to the meter, but they won’t. Then I’ll have to call and schedule a time for them to come do it. So now I have to go out in the rain and move a pile of lumber, when all I really want to do is get the dishes done and get out my art supplies.

Grrrr.