
I finally got my verizon DSL back, so tried


The person responsible for the return of the DSL is a young woman named Angie who talked me through a complicated process of reconfiguring my account. It took almost an hour, during which time she chatted and sang happily during the idle moments. We talked about the recent hurricane, since she was in Texas, and the effect it had on the state. (She herself was spared any destruction.) What a pleasure it was after talking with so many impatient, irritable Verizon employees who couldn't figure out the problem to have such a cheerful, helpful person on the other end of the line. She deserves a commendation for outstanding service. I was prepared to cancel my account if this call didn't produce results. I'm glad I didn't have to do that, since now that I have it back, I remember how much better it is than dial-up.
Feeling somewhat out of sorts, I accomplished nothing today but my trip to the therapist. What goes on there is no subject for this blog. On the way home I stopped in Machias to buy curtain rods. One of my projects for the week-end is to remove B

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Benny's blinds don't count as installation art? :D
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