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2006-12-15 - 8:04 p.m. I've had better days. But let's keep this in perspective: I've had far, far worse days too. I'm just waiting for the insurance people to call me back because my van was stolen today. I walked to the parking lot where I always leave it and it was a big empty parking lot with no van underneath the light where I always park it (on the theory, of course, that the light keeps it safe). I stopped dead and thought to myself and, indeed, said out loud, "it's finally happened". Not that I expected my van to be stolen, but I always worried that it would be. I am preternaturally calm in situations like this. I scanned the rest of the parking lot in case I'd parked it somewhere different; I reviewed my memory of parking there this morning; I inventoried the contents and concluded that there was nothing of monetary value in the vehicle; I went into the Conservatory and inquired politely if they had perchance towed my vehicle. Then I walked home and called the police. At least my vehicle didn't burst into flames in my driveway and burn to a crispy, blackened hulk as happened to one of my co-workers this week. I wasn't in a bad accident. No one's been hurt. Most stolen vehicles are recovered fairly shortly. I just hope it will not be too badly damaged (or at all); I hope it's found quickly. And most of all I hope all my Maredeath mixtapes will still be in it and safe. In fact, I imagine it's been abandoned already since it only has a cassette player in it. Either that or the thief has discovered some new great music he's never heard before. In other news: I really and truly finished work today. I was there until almost six making sure everything was in order and that everyone knew what they had to do for the next two weeks. My desk is clear; my inbox is empty; I made a file of what has to be done first thing when I get back. And now I can concentrate on other things like Christmas!!!!!!!!
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