UMTravels

Work, work, work, meet, meet, meet, bank, bank, bank.

We hit the bank at the wrong time. Three people in front of us. That hour I put in the meter (meter said $2.00 an hour, but charged $3.75 an hour — city budget cuts for new signage).

Two hours later we are out of the bank with:

• Business checking account
• Matching debit cards
• $10,000 line of credit (apparently we both have VERY good credit)
• Checks
• Deposit slips
• And a personal banker

And after all that, after five a bed shows up, yet another project:

The lower frame has been rebuilt, but I have to do the side rails, steel wool and redo the finish on the bed before I swap it out for the “surfer bed” that currently occupies my bedroom.

It’s a solid walnut bed that used to be in my Capital Hill house years ago. I miss it. And it a more appropriate size for my current bedroom.

A repeat of last night’s dinner tonight.

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