I love that you can track a package on-line; I hate it when you know it's on the UPS truck for delivery, you have plans to go out with a friend for lunch and movie and if it doesn't come in time you have to decide to go or cancel, and you really, really want your package to come, but if history is any guide, it probably won't get to your door until dinnertime.
So. I'm hangin' out, doing my bookkeeping, paying bills, making eye-check and doctor-check appointments, playing with my parrot in between her naps and eating times, planning a road trip to the Delta to see the Sandhill cranes on Friday, listening to jazz on KCSM, making lists of things I need to do and will actually do if I have a list to remind me.
Back to hangin' out. . . .