We've got choices

We have been without satellite TV since July and after having only two choices (CBS and Fox) with our TV antenna here in Tucson, we threw in the towel and ordered a Winegard Carryout satellite.  The satellite arrived last Wednesday and when we went to start up our DirecTv receiver, we discovered that the receiver was locked on record.  Told John, I don't think this is a good thing.  Nothing we could do on our own or with DirecTv's technical support could get the receiver to work.  A replacement receiver would be sent out.  Gave the tech all our address information and was told that it would be here in 2 days.  

What with the Thanksgiving holiday, we figured the receiver wouldn't arrive until Monday.  We learned that the receiver was suppose to be delivered on Saturday; woo hoo.  Well, not so woo hoo.  We waited around all day for Fed Ex and saw that there was a "delivery exception" related to our order stating the driver couldn't find the address.  Really?????  This is a delivery service and they 1) couldn't call me as my phone number was listed on the address label, 2) check a map or 3) use a GPS.  We were incredulous as Fed Ex deliveries are made almost daily in the RV park.  Frustrated and not trusting that Fed Ex's delivery person could find our address; I asked that the package be held at a local Fed Ex office.  Couldn't pick up the package until Tuesday because 2-day deliveries only happen Tuesday to Saturday (go figure).  Yesterday, the pick-up went seamlessly.  I'm happy to report that once we got the new receiver hooked-up and initiated, the receiver and satellite were talking to one another.  Yahoo, we can watch our favorite TV shows now.  Choices . . . so many choices LOL.

Today, we discovered one of those desert creepy crawlers on the underside of our awning that we put out this afternoon.

We are pretty sure it isn't a tarantula but what kind of spider, we have no idea.  All we know is that it was the largest spider we have seen outside of a zoo.  So that the awning rails wouldn't cut him in half, John gently encouraged him to move with the broom.  Non-plussed, the spider lowered himself to the ground on a web string and went in to the rocks under the rig.  Guess, we will be seeing him around for a while.