The Big DumpTruck

I ordered something from a company last night, paying extra for shipping so it will arrive tomorrow, because there will be someone home to sign for it.

The item was listed as usually shipping within 24 hours, and I paid for overnight shipping, so I assumed it would ship today to arrive tomorrow.

Only their order status website just says “on or before the 21st.”

So I got on the phone to explain that

a) if it isn’t going to ship today I need to change the shipping address, and

b) if it isn’t going to ship today, I don’t want to pay extra for overnight shipping.

My goodness, I don’t think what I’m saying is all that hard to comprehend. I was told they’d be happy to change the shipping address for me. “No, I don’t want to change it now, in case it DOES ship today.” I tried to ask if there was a time at which I could assume if it hadn’t gone out, it wouldn’t. You know, the old “order by 3 and we’ll ship it today” thing. That was a hard question. I think I got her to commit to maybe possibly around 6pm.

Oy.

I’m still hoping it goes out today.

Junior made me give his arms a feel the other night. He learned how to do push ups [I have no idea where] a couple of weeks ago, and he wants me to check out his muscles.

“Wow, where did you get those!” I ask, trying to find a bulge on his skinny arms.

Without a trace of irony, or any attempt to be funny, he says “Well, I try to work out” like any trolling-for-females man you’ve ever met.

I tell you, if you’re looking to be amused, you have to get yourself a 6 year old son.

Mr. Dump thinks he broke his big toe (an incident involving his foot and the stairs. I didn’t see it happen). You know nothing good will come of this, right?

After every tee ball game I want to be able to tell people that Junior’s team won, except they don’t play real baseball rules (nobody gets out, everyone takes one base at a time) so who the hell knows who won.

I know that they’re in it to learn the basics of hitting and fielding and just paying attention for the hour and a half or so that they are out there. Really I do. But what parent doesn’t want to say “We won, and it was all because of the 4 errors the other team made when Junior blooped the ball out to the basic region where a shortstop would normally be!”

I guess we’ll have a won/lost record to talk about next year when he’s in the instructional league.

I think we’re coming to the end of sweater weather for the next few months, so I’m taking advantage and wearing one at work today. It was only 53 when I left the house, so it was a perfect choice. Air conditioning will keep it reasonable inside, and actually, a little too cool for short sleeves (at least for me) so I’m going to leave the sweater on.

I really need to go shopping for some summery long-sleeved tops. I freeze in air conditioning in the summer.

In other news…I’m very proud to live in Massachusetts today, and I wish all the couples who are getting marriage licenses today a long and happy life together.