Digital Recorder

Advised that being on hospice was the first step toward MAID, I met with a representative. She said the minimum contact was a twice-a-month visit from a nurse. On Monday, when we met, I was still thinking I might want to take short trips and didn't want to be tied down. I chose NOT to sign on. 

Thursday I was acknowledging my traveling days, even short trips, are of the past. (What to do with an "old beater" that has over $25,000.00 of restoration in it?)

A couple of weeks ago a woman I met at the January 6 Death Café referred me to a Death Doula. He's a he/him and inquiring minds wonder if that means he's a DoulO? In Spanish "a" is feminine and "o" is masculine.

Last Friday we set up a meeting for Sunday afternoon; I immediately ordered a digital recorder. On 13.Jan they said it'd arrive on the 18th. Then came a note saying it'd be early, but if it didn't arrive by the 18th I could request a refund (this is Amazon). Late last night, around 1:00 a.m., came a note saying it was delayed and would arrive on the 23rd, but if it didn't I could request a refund. 

I called UPS to plead my case. I 'splained how The Doulo is in high demand, time is of the essence and we couldn't reschedule. The nice lady said there was nothing they could do but Amazon might overnight me a replacement.

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Sure enough! They couldn't absolutely guarantee it would arrive in time, but they'd try.

Now that Der Führer has been dethroned, I gather Mr. Bozos has taken center stage as "everymans'" target of enmity, but when I 'splained my sit-chew-ay-shun to the rep, he got it instantly, asked me to hold for a minute and in less than 30 seconds was back with a "free replacement" that would be overnighted. I was in pretty rough shape and it took all I had to choke out a "thank you" before hanging up.

As I collapsed back into the post-breakfast exhaustion, I wondered if I'd have to pay the overnight shipping cost and whether I could just refuse the original when it finally arrived or if I'd have to endure WHOLE FOODS in order to return it?

After all this, I remembered I have an mp3 recorder in Phoebe. I called the shop where she's getting some custom fabrication to compensate for out-dated clutch technology and was told Robert would bring it to the house tomorrow. (They don't work on weekends.) The goddess keeps me hoppin' but like the man said, "You might'nt get whut chew want, but yuh jus' might find yuh git whutchyu need."

I might be able to record in stereo!