After traipsing about for the past month or so I once again find myself in the comforts of my IN apartment. While I was gone, IN experienced its fair share of summer storms. Naturally, the winds (and flimsy deck railing) knocked my satellite out of alignment. I've spent the past three days periodically shaking, twisting, and using all my usual tricks to make it work again. But to no avail. So this afternoon I resorted to calling tech support. The normal tech gal had me unplug the receiver, replug it, and then try to turn it on. It didn't work. So they transferred me to the advanced tech department. The gal there had me go through and check device numbers, satellite numbers, etc before determining that there wasn't anything she could do. She suggested that they send a tech person out to check the dish since it probably wasn't aligned (I could've told you that). Great, I like that idea. Except that it would cost $95. No thank you. I will gladly find new ways to contort the dish so that it points to the sky at precisely the correct angle. Two minutes after I hung up my TV was working. ;) Now, resetting the receiver probably helped the process, but I would like to say once again that I am a master at fixing the dish.
Since being back I've been to a hog roast (a-mazing!), went running with the gal I used to coach with (and stopped for an Ivanhoe's lunch), and helped a friend paint her and her husband's new apartment. Tonight is kickball and tomorrow morning I have a coffee date with another friend. Love it. Hopefully I can get my bike in for a tune-up so it'll be ready for the team tri in 2 weeks. Woo hoo!
Whelp, it's about time I get back to cleaning out the cupboards and reorganizing the closets. How in the world have I managed to collect so much in just the past two years? This is not good...
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