Problem solving day

This has been one of those days where stupid little things keep popping up to demand attention. Like my laptop dumping my connection to Fios and me having to reboot to make it work, again. And one of my jobs, next week, deciding they want me a day later than we'd planned on, meaning an extra day in NYC, which ain't cheap. I'm trying to talk them back into the original schedule. That or after Thanksgiving.

I also need to get paperwork from a client for the export of some books to the UK and they're in a cranky mood. And another job popped up in LA that might require I stay extra time there, too. Actually in Sierra Madre. And Seeking information on import requirements to the UK now that Brexit is in full swing and the Tory government has decided to do all they can to destroy the country's economy.

Then there's just going to get groceries but also wanting to recycle old DPZ bottles only to find the machines aren't working at one store so needing to go to another. It's was $1.30 in bottle returns, so worth the change, but another irritation.

Oh, and Voting! Which is currently looking very good for Democrats across the country, despite all the doomsday crap from the MSM. Anything that happens is bad for Democrats, no matter how good it is. And there's the catastrophe in Gaza where people blame everything on Israel and ignore Hamas' part.

And how the situation there has taken Ukraine off the front page and now more people are crying for Ukraine to just give Russia some land in exchange for peace, when appeasement has never, ever, once worked.

I still managed to get through the chapters on Bloody Sunday and the immediate aftermath, in APoS. Brendan has begun the process of leaving Derry, still planning to work on a cruise ship or ocean freighter to build up money and settle wherever Joanna winds up going to university. He just needs a passport and letter of clearance from the RUC, now called the Police Authority.

So...30 pages left to go.