You know the old saying; “A watched pot never boils.”
Umm. Well, I made soup the other day while hungry. The saying didn’t come to mind at the time, and the pot took forever to boil.
As a matter of fact I eat the sandwich I’d prepared and planned to have with the soup, while waiting for the pot to boil.
Dog watched all of this with patience. He received none of it.
I only mention such mundane stuff because on 9 Dec I ordered an item from LL Bean.
LL Bean is located in Freeport ME. That is some distance from Ks. I thought I’d enjoy tracking the package as a change from watching Amazon. My Bean package is a slow mover.
It took two days to leave Freeport, another to reach IL. and another to reach another place in Il, where it sat for nine hundred and seventy forever, and reached Wichita Ks early this morning.
I’ve just returned through the very cold and dry day, trekking as I needs be, to and from the mail bow fifty feet from my back door. Dog loves the mail times. He yanks and tears around, demented.
I received The Local Paper.
My pot has failed to boil.
Another old saying; Hope springs eternal.
Any idea how frustrating it is to compete with ancestors like that?
From the reaches,