Karadur Inacu  (karadur) wrote,
Karadur Inacu 

Everybody Wants My Money

Shock and awe yet again. When was the last time I spent, or at least planned to spend an hour (if not more) at the beginning of the day outside? And if I may ask a second question as well, why is it that with all I'm waiting for in the mail, the only thing that arrived today was an invoice from FedEx for $14.53? I already paid them $20 (in shipping for my GBA EZ-Flash), and now they want another ~$15, ten of which is an "advancement fee". To me that sounds like "We paid the customs fees for you in advance, so now you owe us an extra ten dollars for the favor". Kind of greedy, but at the same time, to be expected because it happened once before as well, but now I have to go to the bank this afternoon to get a money order to pay for that, to Money Mart to put $50 onto my card to pay for the internet, to H&R Block, where I hope all I will need to do is hand them my papers from last year along with the things I got in the mail this year, and pay once they're done working away on their computer, and then to one other place that's over near Money Mart, but not for something edible. Four places total, and I expect to spend approximately $20 + $50 + $80 + $60, which is already two hundred and ten dollars up and gone from my pay. Not very pleasant, but it's better than how things were the pay before last, and I'm currently aiming to be back at $500 by the end of March. I'm over it right now, but will be much closer by the end of the day, and so on from there.

Nothing really new there though, so what was I writing about last night again? That walking home was fun, for one. I ended up getting stuck with the unenviable task of cleaning the grease trap after we'd closed, because it started overflowing when I drained the sinks, and on my way out to the garbage dumpster to dispose of that mush, noticed it was snowing, just slightly. Enough so that if it kept up, walking home would be nice, but the next time I stuck my head out the door, it was snowing quite a bit more heavily, and then again when I actually went outside after changing out of my uniform to go home. Seriously, it started with what could be called just a light sprinkling of snow, and by the time I was halfway down St. Clair, had turned into an all-out blizzard, but I'm getting ahead of myself. After taking the remaining bag of garbage out, I waved goodbye to Gabby, and set off for home. I had just reached the end of the drive through driveway when I decided to try stepping up on the big pile of snow beside it to see if the thing was solid, and it was, so up to the top I went, slowing down ever so slightly at the peak to enjoy the feeling of being up higher than normal, then went to step down the other side, and... lost my shoe. Well, not lost, but it got stuck in the hill, so I had to jump down onto the sidewalk with my one-shoed, one-socked feet, climb up the side of that pile of snow, pull my shoe out, drop it onto the sidewalk, and stuff my foot back in even though my sock and the inside of the shoe were both covered in snow. And was it cold? No, not really, and I'm being completely serious. It was nice, and a bit crowded at first, but all the while the snow that was falling was picking up even more and more, so I didn't have much time to think about that.

The best way to describe the appearance of what was happening is that it was thick, and nigh-on blinding. The sky wasn't completely white, but very close to thanks to being blocked out by all of the snow, and the snow itself was (or rather the flakes were) big, fluffy, and rather wet, because I stopped at Tim Hortons (but of course), and was literally dripping as it all started to melt, which reminds me of my arms. They were about as close to being completely covered in snow as they could possibly get. It started with a thin layer clinging to the hair on my arms, and built up from there to something the lady at Tim Hortons even remarked to by looking at me with a kind of incredulous expression and saying "Look at you!" Then it started to melt enough that a piece flopped off onto the floor, and I begun dripping everywhere, including onto the counter. I was somewhat disappointed at not seeing the guy who always gives me a hard time about not wearing a coat there though, for I was quite looking forward to telling him "Go ahead. I know exactly what you're thinking of saying." So all in all it was an extremely fun walk, and now I have the prospect of yet another snowstorm to look forward to. Possibly lessened now that the warning banner on The Weather Network's page has gone away, but a chance of even more snow is better than nothing.

I should probably get ready to leave soon though, because I am most certainly walking around instead of asking for a ride today. H&R Block is the only place that's really out of my way, but I need to go there just as much as I do any of the other places. Maybe I should just go there first, as such. Everywhere else is open until at least 8pm, so yes, that sounds like a better idea. But I also need to find an envelope for FedEx's money order too. Notwithstanding putting it into the envelope the invoice came in, taping the side of it back up, and writing "Return to sender" on the front, but I think that only applies to unopened mail. I can in theory still use the same envelope, but no, I should be able to find one somewhere around here. Although that's probably easier said than done...

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