Stayed late at work today because of end-of-fiscal-year. We had a lot of activity because we are making emergency purchases to send for hurricane relief. (We found out with incredulity that Walmart, of all places, will not accept a government credit card. A government credit card check, yes, but not a credit card. My supervisor was there with a credit card with a $100,000 limit on it and they wouldn't take it!) By the time I got out the traffic was horrendous. Took me 90 minutes to get home via surface streets and I think the back-up on the freeway would have been faster. Half the blockage was due to cars spilling out in the street from the gas station lines. I was fuming [pun not intended] because I was wasting gas.

Stopped at Advance Auto Parts just in back of a guy who was looking for a locking gas cap (of course they were all out). I just wanted one of those wire coils that you put down the filler pipe so no one can siphon the gas. I had one during the energy crisis in the 70s. They've never heard of them. Don't they make them anymore?

Then I get home and get the happy {cough} news that the death certificate is wrong. It listed Mom's place of residence as Georgia so the probate in Rhode Island can't handle it. Arrrgh! There was a poor guy who needed the car to get to work and now he can't have it. I don't even know who to call.

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