weird flashbacks

my new livingroom has wood flooring...my new front door has a view vaguely reminiscent of some san francisco slum...my new basement steps are steep and dangerous ( and i have no idea how they will get a washer and dryer down there )...my new backyard is big but doesn't have any teosinte growing ( yet ) and the bus barn is right over the back fence...i was supposed to get the "furniture" the insurance company is supposed to provide today,,,but the woman called and said when she made out the order she got the right street address but filled in the wrong city and ( this is the kicker ) state...one has to wonder if there is such an address in wherever the hell she sent our free stuff ( and if there is what did the people living there think? ) or is there some forlorn delivery crew vainly pouring over maps, consulting gps, and scanning the horizon in search of it with a truckload of goodies? i picked up a check for a whopping $2000 advance yesterday ( taking unscheduled time off from work to do so ) and stopped off to put it in the bank thinking it would be available today only to find the bank put a hold on it until it could be verified...still hasn't cleared...i love a bureaucracy that says it's there for me and then does what it can to not help...i paid premiums for twenty-five years for this? appalled doesn't cover it...perhaps i'll be in a better mood tomorrow about all of this...but i wouldn't hold my breath if i were you