Saturday was one of those days where everything seemed to turn out better than I could have expected. Well, up to the end of the day.
After spending almost an hour on hold on the telephone, and then 20 minutes with a Telmex technician, my modem at the rental is up and running. That was a great way to start my day.
And, of course, because I will be vacating my home of the past five years, the internet speed now seems better than it ever was. I hope the new tenants enjoy it.
Even though I have the modem for the new house, I have not set it up, yet. I will do that on Sunday during The Big Cleanup after church. By the time the sun sets, I should be ready to start moving my worldly goods to -- I have no idea what I will call the place. The House will do for now. I am not fond of the cutesy naming convention that has been imported south.
I had planned on driving to Manzanillo yesterday to buy sheets and the final flourishes for an early move-in. But I can do all of that later in the week. Instead, I stayed in town and bought a few more items for cleaning -- like a ladder.
Michael, my next door neighbor when I first moved to Villa Oregon, invited me over for the evening. We started by chatting about politics, family, and music while watching the sun set. I just do not watch those sunsets as often as I thought I would.
He had not yet seen my house. And I had not yet seen it in the dark. It is quite stunning with its accent lighting. I think you will enjoy it, as well. As soon as I get my camera and computer back in operation.
That may be a week later than I last thought. I just received a notice from Amazon that my two-day shipping may take two weeks. Apparently, my camera and computer are rare retail critters.
Michael and I ended up eating a very decent pizza at Ambar in Barra de Navidad under the efficient and effusive waiting talents of Oswald -- formerly of Rooster's.
As good as the pizza was, my conversation with Michael was something to be cherished. I am not certain with whom I could discuss such varying topics as jazz harmonics as they relate to commercial music, the personality quirks of a 1989 Pinchon Baron, the vagaries of developing a war policy that takes into account all of the interests in the Middle East, and why hacienda-style furniture is a non-starter in The House.
The only fly in the ointment was Amazon's announcement. I will talk to Darrel today to see how flexible his travel plans are. I would like to see him as soon as possible. But I would also like to see my replacement equipment.
Here's hoping Amazon is more pessimistic than the facts on the ground will prove.