Uh, not this morning. Forty-five minutes after joining the line, I made it to the next teller. I hand her my cash and the deposit slip and explain I forgot my passbook. She tells me she can't look up the number. I don't know if she doesn't know how to do it, or if there's some reason that their computer system won't cooperate in looking it up. She does tell me if I go get my passbook and come back, that I don't have to wait in line. Just wait till she's done with her current customer and jump in. I told her I'd be back later.
I zipped home, grabbed my passbook and hotfooted it back downtown. I got back in line at the tail end, since I would have felt guilty jumping in, even though she said I could. So, another forty-five minutes (I've become Belizean in more than having a nationality certificate. Waiting in line for me has really become as much an activity as doing something.) and I get up to the next teller - thankfully, not the same one as I first had.
I completed my deposit and left. I stopped over across the street at Fred's place (Corozal Virtual Office) and got a replacement mouse for the one that started acting up - even after major cleaning the innards. My sounds on the PC stopped some time ago. I had already consulted with Fred of what to do. My motherboard doesn't have the slot necessary to add a sound card, so I thought my only option would be to replace the motherboard.
Fred had a novel solution. He had a USB thing (technical term) to convert from USB to audio. I bought it and had TUNES once again. Caribbean roots, Bob Marley, Soca, Punta, Salsa, all on AccuRadio. Years ago, I used to subscribe for close to ten years to Live365.com and listened all day every day.
Well, AccuRadio is the successor to Live365.com. It's almost the same thing. Close enough. Probably drove people I worked with nuts. luckily my cubicle was away from everyone elses. In fact, it was more a private office than a cubicle. I had turned off the flourescent lighting overhead and all my lighting was warm incandescent stuff. I had plants and my tunes. I was a happy camper.
Anyway, back to the present day and time. Once I got back here with my purchases, Monday became much more tolerable. Here's some photos to kick off the work day.
|Beam Ends Filling In|
|Determining Positioning of the Pump|
|Continuing Block Fill|
|Back Side of Pump House|
|Backside Pump House Detail|
|More Stuff Moving Inside|
|Scaffolding Always On the Move|