I woke up early to finish moving stuff out of the TV Room before the carpet cleaner arrived. This of course woke me truly up and I just started pottering around. By the time he left at about 10, I'd unpacked from Swancon, balanced the Twelfth Planet Press sales from Swancon and started tidying up my study. Benji had a great time supervising the cleaning and it was really good that the carpet cleaning guy loves dogs - he didn't mind at all!
The carpets took about an hour to dry so I put Benji outside and went and ran some errands! I picked up my contact lenses - the chore I was starting out on the afternoon of the big storm. And then I made it to the post office that used to be my local one ... in the before time. I've tweeted a bit about this saga. I bought some fabric (charm squares and a set of fashion fabrics that are smaller than fat quarters) on ebay and realised at some point that they should have taken less than 10 days to get here from Queensland. On looking into it to email the store, I realised, to my horror, that my ebay account was the only thing I had not updated since moving out from where I lived with the ex. Fuck. That meant it had gone to their place. Damnit. I emailed the store to let them know that possibly the parcel may be returned to sender and they wrote back to tell me that according to them, the parcel was sitting at the particular post office. I ummed and ahhed on Twitter and then was encouraged to call and see if I'd be able to collect it. It was there and I could and yesterday I managed to get there and do it. And it turns out that my driver's license still lists that address on the front as my address (you get a sticker to add to the back when you move). And I collected the parcel. Noted though that the post master told me he'd sent a reminder to the address and wondered why that wasn't redirected to me (I have cancelled the redirect, it being more than 3 years now). So that means that they got at least 2 notices of my parcel which they ignored. I'm not surprised by that. I saw him do that to his ex before me whom he'd run a business with and was still getting tax information etc addressed to him for her. It's not surprising and it's not really hurtful anymore. It's ... what it is, I guess.
Funnily, though, the way the ebay lady was all "email me and let me know how it goes" after sending advice on whether I could collect it etc, reminded me of this situation my mother was in once. She accidentally posted her house keeping money - you know when you're busy and overwhelmed and whatever, she'd had it in an envelope and accidentally posted it! And she emailed the office of where it ended up - in America! And that woman was all "I will look out for it and SEND IT BACK!" and she did!!!
Anyway. I went into the city and had lunch with A_ whom I've not caught up with since she moved jobs. That was lovely. And then back to do tax, house tidy, laundry and so on. The house is looking neater and more organised. The taxes are so nearly done! I can hardly believe it! The carpet looks great. And I am nearly sorted for my trip this weekend.
I also watched Whip It last night - which I thought was a bit meh. I thought the main plot was weak. Though rollerderby looks AWESOME and maelkann and I are going to go see the local league some time. (Damn that's the sound of me missing the weekly rubbish collection)
Benji is settling back in at home - he's off to my parents' tonight. I was warned he'd sleep for three days and he's been very subdued. It seems he was hanging out with a Dalmatian all weekend and is EXHAUSTED! It's pretty funny. I have a perfectly well behaved puppy at the moment.