The near occasions of civil law
I may have found a way to lessen the stress of “jumping forward and falling back”. Ignore the clocks around me. Now if I can convince the dog that it works for everyone in the house.
Actually found myself wishing that time would move a little faster, when I sat for 45 minutes in the parking lot at the local supermarket. I had to leave home a little earlier than usual, in order to stop by a friend’s place and wish his family a pleasant stay in the deep south (winter avoidance strategy, for some). That didn’t remove my shopping requirements, so I waited for the noontime door unlock by listening to CBC. I do that, a lot, in the car. I even have the two local frequencies programmed in, so that I can skip to the stronger signal as I move through the zones.
Back home, for the afternoon, there wasn’t much to do. We watched another episode of “Frequency” on Netflix; the story is evolving, very slowly. I just have to remember that I grew up with “The Fugitive” where it took three years to finally learn how things would turn out. 120 episodes, according to tv.com where I realize how little I actually remember about what was going on. Oh, but I was so much younger then…
I’ve been studying some sample contracts, in view of a community commitment, and I realize just how little I understand about the nuances involved. Folks, when you need a lawyer, hire a lawyer. Avoid the near occasions of civil law.
