After my first four hours typing I went to get a hair cut. I kept the stylist laughing joshing about being an old fart. I didn’t know her but she correctly guessed that I had something to do with snow sculptures.
After getting prettied up I went to the Mount Royal Post Office to check my box. Liam was right when he told me to hang in there. By the end of the week I should be close to being able to pay for the lawnsigns. Whew!
