I decided that I needed to call up Medicaid in order to get Nora's doctor things in order.
Since we have moved, mail time is more of a treasure hunt.
We still have mail going to the mortuary!
I have been on hold for over 15 minutes now...
even though the unfriendly computer voice told me it would only be 6 minutes.
Now the music has stopped (it was a good song too)
and there is no voice...
just ringing.
Maybe we should take all of the money going into making silly robots that can do and say everything for us
and
put the money toward personal skills
and smiley voices (o:
Waiting on the phone has allowed me to watch the sunshine start to really shine in the courtyard at school though.
That is always a welcome event.
