The mucked up cable goes out again on the TV just before your game starts (the PC, so far is just as slow as a sloth, but at least I can get online, for now!) Then you wish you didn't have that spare TV with the digital converter box in the bedroom. If it wasn't there, I wouldn't have had to watch another loss for my Pats, and my adopted team, the Vikings, lose too! I have a good friend in MN and we talk football almost all the time and even exchanged jerseys. I still can't believe he gave me his prized Moss Vikings jersey! I in turn sent him an AP jersey with a Moss T-shirt. But once again, I digress.
You call the cable company again! The earliest they can come out is Tuesday, the day I have an appointment at the same time they can come and still have access to the maintenance dept to check the (CAB ?) box, or wait until Thursday...I'd be ready for a rubber room by then; so now I have to re-schedule my appointment because they haven't been able to fix whatever is wrong the first, second, or third time they have been out to fix it.
They have never crossed my threshhold to check the broken casing that protects the cabling and the connection piece, which I specifically asked the last time to be done. I didn't even see the guy that time, but the TV was working and my PC seemed to be working better, notice the word "seemed!" That time I asked to have them look at, just in case it could be a contributor to my problem. All I get is "We know about it. It's broken!" I'd like to know how they got out there to see it when they didn't come through my apartment to get there. Maybe they climbed up and looked! Why should the outcome be any different this time?
Funny, well not really funny, but it seems to know when my football games are on and target my TV in a major way on those days to go haywire. They had better not charge me for a full month, seeing I have had nothing but problems that have continued for weeks.
If that isn't enough, I was contacted through facebook by the brother of a boy I dated in high school. It was nice to know he remembered me! I have been busy over the last days trying to get a decent fantasy team together so I might have a shot at the wildcard spot, I hadn't checked for any messages yesterday, but jumped on really fast to check between the late afternoon game and tonight's game. There were 2 messages waiting for me. Expecting it to be the brother and maybe the one I had dated, I was pleased for a moment.
Then the fan hit the chit, and I was so totally unexpecting the news I received, I truly was rendered speechless. Apparently the brother I had dated had died in a plane crash the year after we graduated. That was the last thing I expected to hear. You know how it is when you run into an old friend and are expecting to hear how great their lives have been (of course we all have our bumps along the way), they are probably happily married with a passel of kids; and then spend a bit of time reminising about old times? Instead you you get a dagger thrust into your heart when you hear of such a sad ending of a young life and even though I haven't seen or even thought of him in years, I've been crying like a baby ever since I got the news, thinking of him.
In comparison, the fact that I most likely won't manage to get that wild card spot is so insignificant now. I had been going over the schedules trying to put together one last high scoring team that might just push me over the edge, as today was of no help and until tomorrow, I won't know, but I'm not even sure I care any longer. When you put things in perspective, loving football as much as I do and how I wanted so badly to make the playoffs, even if I got knocked out on the first round, doesn't seem so very important any more.
I read somewhere, you should always let the ones you love know it while they can hear it and before it's too late and the words were never expressed until they passed. Each time you leave them, treat it as if it will be the last time, and you will have no regrets later that you didn't tell them what was in your heart but the words remained unspoken. No one is ever promised a tomorrow! I called my mother right away, but I never leave her without giving her a kiss and telling her how much I love her, or end a phone conversation without say I love you; but now that I think of it, she is about the only one I do tell. Perhaps the time has come to rectify that.
Hope you all won your games, and to those I have come to know as good friends here, know I love and appreciate your friendship! It is very valuable to me. May you always be well and happy! Don't worry, you're not getting rid of me, I just wanted you to know how I felt.