Tuesday, August 4, 2015

Odds and Ends

by Maggie Sefton

Potomac River a block away

Since last week was a little weird and this week has started off being kind of weird, the
post today is going to be a little weird. Lots of odds and ends.  Do you folks use that phrase. . .odds and ends?  I've heard it since my childhood and used it ever since.  It means a little of this and a little of that.  I must have picked up that phrase from my grandmother.  She lived with my mother and me as I grew up in Arlington, Virginia, in Northern Virginia, just a stone's throw across the Potomac River.  My grandmother had all sorts of great sayings, and I picked them up. :) It must have been my early "writer's ear" at work.  

One of those odds and ends involved mailing out the books that I awarded as prizes to the winners I chose during last Wednesday's Cozy Chicks Celebration of National Paperback Book Day.  Getting snail mail addresses.  Then, driving down to the post office in the little town near where I'm staying a block away from the Potomac River and surrounded by woods.  Peaceful to say the least.  And there was no line to see the Postmistress in the Montross, VA post office.  :)  I loved that part.  

Another one of the odds and ends involved scheduling some upcoming travel online at a large travel site.  Vacations to Go worked very well, BTW.  And I can heartily recommend it.  Nothing went wrong with the scheduling, it's simply very labor intensive and takes longer than you think it will because there are SO MANY travel choices to choose from.  Decisions, decisions.

By now, you folks are probably saying what's so odd about all those things, Maggie?  Those items sound like our daily To Do lists.  And you could be right.  But, try this one on for size.  It just happened later this afternoon and totally consumed 3 hours between 3:30pm to 7:30pm.  I drove off away from my peaceful perch in the woods at 4:30pm and didn't return until 7:30pm.  Drove down the winding
road away from the river and back to the east-west highway Route 3 and headed East toward the historic and lovely town of  Fredericksburg, VA----where I met, of course, a ton of Fredericksburg's rush hour traffic.  Oh, joy!  Just what we want to do when we're relaxing in a pretty place.  (Yes, I'm whining.  Feel free to laugh.  You probably have to face it every day).

Great little cafe in Fredericksburg

Why did I do this?  Was I crazy?  No.  The rental car company called me at 4:15pm, and the young lady informed me that since I'd had the car for one month already, I would have to return to their rental company in Fredericksburg and renew my car rental for the remaining 7 days on the original rental contract.  Mind you, I had originally rented the car at Dulles Airport outside WashDC after I landed on July 2nd for the full five weeks I would be using it.  That was  my usual procedure whenever I fly back "home."

Once I finally got in the door of the Fredericksburg car rental location, the nice young man there was astonished to hear that the girl told me to do that.  It seems they had another car rental location only 10 miles away from the river house.   Sheeeesh!    But, isn't that what happens when a company has people working in large call centers  totally removed from the locations they are serving?

So, this is just another story about the little annoying things out there in Life.  Feel free to ignore it.  And, yes. . .I am whining.  So, there.   ;)