
Mark the passing of days. In this case, also the trips to the poopshack. I’m not tuned into how often it happens, but I know it’s almost ahocking when Deedles is here as it happens twice as fast.
Monday morning and lining up the pieces for the delivery week. Floating in uncertainty, it occurred to me that if the end of the fiscal year is a convenient switch to FedEx 2.0 then a 60 day notice (by legal standards) would be issued, by way of back counting, mid April.
A couple months may reveal that milestone while I quietly massage my uncertainty, explore options, gently wring my metaphorical hands.
For now it’s prep for pickups deliver what arrives when ever it arrives