well, at least i am clean. i waited for my conference call with angela, but decided the wait was over and took a shower. i sit on the couch in my scarily dirty apartment. it's usually clean, but not tidy, but right now it's downright icky. like a tornado ripped through it, as my dad says.
this morning i took a yoga workshop and when i got out i decided it was time to fix my internet woes. since i got internet just over a week ago it's been intermittent. so i gritted my teeth and called comcast and after they assured me that the modem was working just fine, i called belkin, the folks that made my router. and the firmware needed to be updated. i spoke with a nice gentleman who seemed to be in india and i just had to be patient. i could not understand him much of the time which was frustrating. it made me speak cleaner and slower, but there was definitely irritation. he was sassy to me a few times and i was certainly sassy back. i am dealing with an american product why am i speaking with technical support overseas? i mean i know it's cheaper to hire foreign workers. got it, but it's certainly hard to communicate. or at least it's challenging. so does this make me racist?
in any case, everything is good and my wireless is up and running and has a strong signal. yippee! so i would rather be online than vacuuming and doing the dishes. i have signed up to usher at the marsh in berkeley this evening and need to be there in an hour. however, i could probably whip out most of the vacuuming and about half the dishes before i need to get ready to go.
Gratitudes:
1. a great evening with Sharon and Wendy
2. smart and effective yoga teachers
3. cheese
4. leftover soup
5. rain boots
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