I rushed home today because I was under the impression that the cable guy would be showing up some time around when I'd be home. At least that's what it sounded like he said when he finally answered his phone yesterday (after not returning the message I left on Monday).
I've been home for an hour now and there's no sign of him.
I'm starting to get the sneaking suspicion that I'm going to be waiting all night.
And it's not like I can be here tomorrow--there's a
Refresh DC meeting tomorrow night. (Show up! It's interesting!) And I'm hoping to have plans for Friday. I do have plans on Saturday. I wouldn't hold my breath for anyone to do anything on Sunday.
It shouldn't be this difficult. I'm pretty sure all the thing needs is a damn initiation signal from the home office. The old modem wasn't even getting to the second light, this one is blinking on the third... and has been since the dude declared it not working back on Saturday. I don't think he ever called the office to have the signal sent.
*sigh*
And, on top of everything else, I've really got to kick the apartment search into gear. Less than two months before my lease is up. I'm thinking I may be able to squeak by with another place of my own... if I get the credit card companies to drop my APRs enough and another thing or two come through... I really don't want roommates... most especially random roommates. If I have to live with people, it's going to be with people I already know (or, at the least, friends of people I already know).
But... there's no time better for a change than the next few days, what with the solstice and all.
Onward and upward... or something like that, right? :)