Waiting . . . .

I phoned the appliance house to discover when they might deliver the “new” washer; they said because of today’s rain, deliveries were running behind and they anticipated I’d see them sometime between eleven and one.  And this is a nuisance, because I need to go to the credit union and deposit Christmas checks for everyone, as well as take T to the Department of Public Safety office (DPS is the Texan equivalent of a state police) to have an official ID card made.  When she begins applying for part-time work next month, she’ll need a photo ID and we may as well get it now before it’s wanted.  Getting her a driver’s license is going to have to wait, because L hasn’t sent in the forms and application fees for the home-study driver’s education course she bought several months ago.  We’re planning that L will teach T, because driving schools and high-school driver’s ed courses won’t teach you to drive a standard shift, and L and I won’t have a car with an automatic in it because neither of us likes automatic transmissions.  I particularly don’t care for them because I don’t like machinery trying to think for me.  For the same reason, I use a 1980s-vintage Minolta XG-1 camera which I can leave in manual-operation mode so I don’t have to fight electronics that think they know more than I do.

Meantime, I’m continuing to edit genealogy Web pages; 161 done, 630 to go….