You remember, (previous post) I was told that a delivery I was waiting for would arrive on Monday next, also, that deliveries never arrive earlier than stated, well, guess what happened...............
I was out all afternoon. On my way home I felt a bit jaded, so, I stopped off at the local supermarket café, bought a drink and munched a moist blueberry muffin, (naughty but nice).
A grotty [news]-paper for café customers had an interesting word game, the kind where you are given a number of letters, you make words found in a dictionary and each word must have a minimum of three letters from those given plus the given centre letter. Adverbs are not usually allowed. There's always one eight letter word to find. This word game allowed adverbs, just as well, the centre letter was a 'Y' . Generally, average ability is given as fifteen words. My brain sizzled while I scribbled.
Half an hour later, with two eight letter words and fifteen words in total - Yay! at least average - I decided I had better pick up my bags wander on up the hill to home. My brain was still actively composing words as I walked.
My key turned in the lock of the front door about 5pm. I felt the need for a wee rest, all the brain work with word creation must have used up some energy. I sat in the armchair and dozed off. Half an hour later, I was startled awake with the doorbell. I found our local friendly courier at the door with my parcel.
The courier commented that he was always doing deliveries for certain companies earlier than customers expected. He had to wait for me to set in motion various things which, if, I had been better informed, I would have completed in advance of the delivery. While I did those things, the courier sat patiently waiting in my kitchen.
I signed his electronic machine. Oh bother, I did not get the man's signature, obscurely, in a booklet he gave me, which I discovered was part of the delivery process, only after he had gone. I'll try get it done, if I see the guy around town. I often do, but, you can bet on it, that because I now need to see him, it won't happen.
Apart from a blip or two, Lady luck smiled, thus far.
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