Hardly any time to write...

Today is going to be one busy day.

Yesterday, we finally got the lead out and started rearranging the store around noon. We were largely finished with the construction work by around 6 pm, and Galina and I stuck around afterward until 9 or so getting all the electronics reconnected and the debris swept up. We got home around 9:15 pm and I fell asleep at once.

The rearrangement looks pretty good, all things considered. The trim and molding needs to be replaced, and I need to do a little minor electrical work (our stuff will be running off of an extension cord plugged into a socket located in the customer area until I do that work).

I don't know where to turn first to attack the problem that's been foremost in my mind since opening The Letter on Friday. Do I call someone locally? Do I go straight to the source? I'm still shy about providing details here - though I will mention it has to do with our being (and continuing to be) a contract postal station - but the long-term effects of various conversations today will be significant.

Then, assuming I will be in any shape to go anywhere, I will motor on down to Albuquerque to do two things: first, in chronological order, pick up a car load of boxes for the store; second, pick up Natalie at the ALB airport at around 9:45 pm.

It's going to be a long day. I woke up somewhere around 4:15 this morning, dizzy (in a negative way) with the prospect of the aforementioned conversations.

Too, if I can find a moment, it will be nice to develop the Leonid film (though I am frankly doubtful there will be anything of note there).

Cheers...

Not on the road...

I was burning the phone lines up to Denver at the first reasonable opportunity this morning and found out that if I act quickly, I can clear up the matter that has poisoned my life since Friday. I've expedited matters in such a way that I'm expecting a FedEx tomorrow, the contents of which I'll sign and then send off to The Powers That Be.

And that should put paid to that issue.

It became clear early on, too, that I was in no shape to go to Albuquerque today, so Galina left around 10:30 am for that part of the world. She just called to say she's considering staying the night there, especially considering that (a) she's tired, and so will Lee be when she lands, seeing as she's flying out right after a shift of work, (b) the road is teeming with wildlife and hence dangerous, and (c) she missed visiting our box supplier down there (deliveries from whom are starting to be prohibitive, cost-wise). I have been tasked with moving Lee's old bed back to her old bedroom, which should not take too long.

Somewhere around 1 pm, I started feeling puny, so I went out to Drew's car and took a snooze, waking up around 4 or so. The last couple of hours in the store went by rather quickly. From what I could hear, our rearrangement was well met by our customers.

Cheers...