Premature redemption
It’s a life skill: roll out of bed on a Saturday just in time to catch a ride to breakfast in town. After all, there’s bacon in play. We learned to max out coffee consumption as well.
Today was parade day locally. I weighed the anticipated pleasure versus rainy, windy weather. The dog convinced me that we were better off, at home. We sent a designated parade watcher in our place. And, with no excuses remaining, I did move the receivers into a new niche, using that ‘net switch that I had put on the wall for just such a moment. Everything works, and the stretch of coax across the top of the drum kit is gone. Let’s call this a win.
The final poles are fixed, and Maritime Electric proclaimed in mid-afternoon that the lights are back on, everywhere. I’m not sure I’ve every faced a six-day outage (in my lifetime). Nor do I want to, particularly. I do know how to trim the wick on an oil lamp, but I don’t own one of those either. Too modern.
The TV is locked on a binge watch of Hallmark Xmas movies. I’ve been sequestered in the basement. Again, let’s call this a win.
Here’s a fine example of a “First World Problem”. Recently, Air Miles put a best before date on some of the points that shoppers keep in special points wallets. Out of fear, certain savers cashed in their points, out of fear of… something awful, I guess. Air Miles rescinded the expiration, and now those same savers want their prematurely redeemed points back.
