Good, good.

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I had lost track of the online paperwork that needed tending, in order to attempt to change the interest rate to a static number, and change from a thirty to fifteen year loan.  Business.  And, while ripping and tearing this morning, I lost track again.  A call, an attempt in case the paperwork was still good... it has a limited duration.  All good.  A little tinkering on this and that side and... done.  Approved?  Doubtful I will know for some time.

They needed paperwork.  That always spooks me.  Phones?  Yep.  Taking photos of the paperwork, adding information for next of kin, shooting it off in a text, and?  I don't know yet.  I'll check my email in a bit.  I don't have email connected to my phone anymore.  I don't want devices being all connected and each having all access.  Can't trust them.  Will be dumping the phone so.  I'll just, if need be, copy paperwork into the computer and send it through email that way.  Yeah, never texted data before.  Given simple instructions, I simply... did it.

I don't count that hour, hour and an half, as break though!  I'm going to pour more tea, watch a bit of this or that... for an hour or two... then back to the mines like a good slave.  *whipash!*  Not bad.  I was hoping to deal with the paperwork/mortgage thing today.  I just, it kept, okay I was afraid so was hiding.  Yeah, I... do that... from time to time on this or that.  *dog house dog eyes... droop*  All good, done.  One less stress.  If It doesn't go through, I'll try for the higher, either twenty or thirty year one, but there is no break on the interest rate.  Still low, it's just... low is good, lower is better, and static is nice.  All I'm saying.

Later.