5.30.03 swallows

I'm having an incredibly bad day, and it isn't even 10 AM.

I have two dozen complicated errands to run before noon and I'm still in my pajamas. There are three different events I need to attend tonight (one of which features my daughter, the other two my business partner and some of my dearest friends), but the times are all in conflict with each other.

The living room is still a mess, with boxes of records all over.

Worse yet: to simplify our lives, we started using the electronic bill pay offered by our bank. I set it up so all of our bills should have been paid on the fifteenth. The money was deducted from the account. But as of the thirtieth, nobody has been paid. Why? I was mystified. It took much research to figure out that the bank never sent the money. They have no explanation.

It isn't healthy to get mad at technology and if I'm going to get all this other stuff done I just need to buck up so I'm going to stop thinking and turn on music and tell you something nice:

Last week we went to Sand Point and sat on top of a hill and when the kite flyers and frisbee players left, the swallows came - flying just inches above the ground, swooping and flitting all around us.

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