I wish we lived in a world where niceness made up for experience, aka magical thinking.
I was watching the NBA game last night and missed the call from Alarm company [it’s almost midnight and I have alarm set for 5 a.m. road-trip, destination Santa Barbara] I cannot finish story tonight.
My day was highjacked by a Fire Alarm snafu — now Alfie is my guy, fingers crossed. .
To be continued . . .