This afternoon, I'm heading west, through the raindrops (rain is in the forecast, though it's partly sunny at the moment), for a visit with N. We'll enjoy supper and a few movies. We both have a good time, and it's something we look forward to. The visit has been planned for a couple weeks--we had to push it back two days, but it was always in the plans.
So was last weekend's trip to Green Bay with Janet and David. We knew about the quilt show for over a month in advance and made plans accordingly.
This weekend, if things don't go as they should in the next day or so, I may have to make another trip. Reluctantly. To Oshkosh.
Make no mistake: I don't want to make this trip. But it may be necessary.
It's about S, of course. Around April 1, she said she was going to get an apartment with her GF. She asked me to send some money to help with expenses. And I did, a day or so later.
It was complicated and round-about, though. I had to make the check out to a woman I had never heard of before, put it in an envelope addressed to her GF ... and mail it to S's home address. I mailed it ... and it apparently has not been seen since. (I also checked online with my bank--the check has not been cashed to date.
But I didn't know that until early this week, when I wrote S again--in her reply, she noted the check has still not arrived. On top of that, their home computer apparently has died. Bottom line: I wrote out a new check. This time, it was made out to the GF and was mailed to her at S's home. This time, I sent it out Priority Mail--inside the big envelope was a regular business envelope containing the check.
It was mailed on Tuesday. The clerk at the post office said it should get to Oshkosh the next day. But you have to remember we're in the boonies here. Still, I'm thinking it should arrive by Thursday. Which is today.
After I mailed it, I sent a text message to the GF (S sent me her cell number). I'm not a suspicious person by nature, but I told her, "Be nearby when the mailman visits. Wouldn't want any mail to get 'lost,' right?" You see, I am suspicious of S's husband, who doesn't want her to move out but but doesn't want her GF to be her GF, either.
Maybe that envelope with the first check really did just "disappear." Maybe. This one better not. Because if it doesn't show up in the next day or two, I reserve the right to the nuclear option: I would drive down to Oshkosh by myself and hand-deliver the check. I can text the GF along the way and find a place where we can meet. I'll hand off the check, maybe talk with her/them for an hour or so and then head back north. If it's around lunchtime, we'll do lunch. The drive is four hours each way, more or less, so the driver needs a break.
It would make for a long day. But my friends are my friends, and I'm going to be there for them. S knows that. I know that, too.
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But in the end, after writing all this, it turned out all right. I got a text telling me the check arrived this morning. Good.
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Last night I started a new baseball game with OOTP 11. This one uses the actual major league history and players up through the end of the 1949 season--before I was alive. Starting with Opening Day 1950, it's a brand new story. The game will play out baseball history after that. Everything will be rewritten, with new players eventually taking over and the baseball universe maybe spinning in another direction. Time will tell.
Outside of that, last night was the first night of the Stanley Cup playoffs. The Red Wings played in Phoenix, but the Coyotes hit harder, got three power play goals and earned a 3-2 win. Detroit has to stand up to the physical play, and I suspect they will when Game 2 is played Friday night.
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