UMTravels

11am ferry, cheap gas at the reservation on the way ($2.25 a gallon, regular unleaded).

Meet with Roy, respond to offer, inspect “listing” to see how long I’m committed. Shit, still haven’t found that paper work. No time to dig.

Pick up packages at Paper, Scissors, on the Rock — toner for the 5500, and hopefully three cases of wine. Four cases of wine, and I ordered the wrong toner — will right machine, wrong color.

Pack the van for the next trip to the city. More crap out of the attic. Washer? Probably not. Definately extension cords for the new house… construction and all. God help me, it’s going to be a long night.

A quiet dinner in the sanctuary. Reflect on island life, and the crappy, low-ball offer. Think about moving more stuff out. Time to pull it off the market and stage it? Jill and I have the furniture for it, Terry could redo the paint.

Back to town in the morning, so much for dinner with Lynne. Maybe I can get the directory done tonight (cover’s done) and not have to come back to the island, that would change the packing list!