I entered the fire-breathing dragon's lair....

... and I survived. [Disclaimer: Okay, so it wasn't a fire-breathing dragon, it was my cellphone provider. But you can see why I'd be confused, lol.]

There's been a whole lot of frenzied competition between providers in Canada with a deal that was going to expire today or tomorrow. So, late last night, Brian emailed me, urging me to call them pronto this morning. First I went online and watched as the new phone I wanted was no longer available (huh?), with the notation that I should phone the primary number. I did, got a busy signal. Called again, was put on hold, but had to hang up when the signal became distorted and it sounded like high-pitched aliens jabbering. Okay, third try. Was on hold for about 45 minutes (with awful music noise) and spent about 10 minutes setting up the deal. The CSR suggested I not get the phone now but wait for Boxing Day specials (for all you non-Commonwealth peeps, that's a holiday the day following Christmas). So I will and will have the phone delivered by courier. After that, I went on their FB page and read comment after comment about the horrible experience people'd been having, being put on hold for HOURS, then being cut off. Whoa, I do feel very lucky.

I sent Brian an email to tell him of my success. Woo-hoo. But, seriously, that's ALL I did today. However, I was lucky to have S. come and find my torchiere plug was out, so she plugged it back in; then she spotted my missing slipper, so I can schlub around in cozy, black fluffy slippers!

Watched this weekend's Saturday Night Live while the Christmas special of Murdoch Mysteries was recording. And I just sent an email to church-John, giving him my availability this week as he'd like to drop in. I suggested Swiss Chalet for lunch or supper when he does come by. And, now, I'm almost ready for bed. Whew.