boofae, I do batch cooking too. It makes for less work.
You know that you get an AARP card at 50, don’t you doggio?
nellie, my godmother (who, BTW, went by Nellie) used to say that washing up should go like this: first you wash down as far as possible, then you wash up as far as possible, then you wash possible. That was always repeated when we would camp.
Well, 55% of my department at irk is now officially on a 14 day quarantine. Right now, there are 5 permanent guys on the weekend graveyard shift and one temp working with 4 temps in the warehouse on a project. Last weekend, my weekend counterpart’s kid tested positive. By Tuesday, three of the temps tested positive. Now, it’s up to the rest of us to pull off EoM. The coordinator, our counters, me and our manager will have a Teams meeting with my supe and our two analysts irking from home to distribute the workload while still staying within the separation of duties that our outside auditors require.
Until I’m no longer irking long hours, Nelson will be going to his new day care provider. One of my neighbors has a yorkie mix who gets along well with him. I suspect she’s on a pretty tight budget (retired with a 20 year old car and living in a 480 square foot studio apartment. Max is the only indulgence of hers that I’m aware of). When we were talking at the dog park, she asked what Camp BowWow charged for day car. When I told her, she was amazed. After talking for a bit, she volunteered to dog sit on busy days for $15 a day (the other day care was $27 a day). She emailed pictures of him today playing with Max and their dog park buddy Jersey at the dog park. He was having fun and I picked him up three buildings down when I got home. If she gets him two days a month, that will pay for her little guy’s pet rent.
I’m having a low-on-energy and low-on-motivation day. Probably just recovering from yesterday, which involved two appointments (including PT) and an outing. The outing was to give my car a bit of a workout and keep the battery working. It was a bit surprising, but a good surprise, that it still turns on. I think taking it for an oil change should be on the agenda for tomorrow. It will take some planning, though, and I don’t have the energy to get all the way into that right now.
I think the onset of winter is messing with me. I’ve been ready to go to bed since about five, watching the clock to check and see how close we are to a reasonable hour for that. And I can’t get warm. It’s an in-my-bones sort of cold and the kind of thing that, for the next five or six months or so, I will only be able to find relief from in the shower and possibly in the car, where I can turn the heat all the way up. Both of those things just add layers of feeling like all I want to do is hibernate.
I did get (or sort of get) the basic things and some slightly-above-basic things done. Made a new therapist appointment. Earliest they had was January, but it’s better than nothing. Called twice for my “interview” to determine eligibility for food stamps, but both times, the recording said nobody was available and hung up. The letter I got said they open at 6 AM, though, so I’ll try again early in the morning tomorrow. I expect they’ll be less busy before the sun is up.
Anyway, it’s now in the 9:30 range and I say that’s close enough to a reasonable time to give up the ghost and say that’s enough day for me. Especially if I want to be up, prepared, and coherent at 6 AM. Off to bed and, if I’m very lucky, to sleep before too long.
Three encounters with people in COVID denial today, two on the phone and one on Facebook, and I’m fruserated beyond capacity. I’m glad a vaccine is coming down the pike so maybe I can stop wanting to shake these people. QUIT TAKING RISKS! QUIT MAKING EXCUSES!
Saaaari! Please tell us what the first H stands for! It’s driving me bonkers. Horticultural Family from Hell? Hoopskirted Family from Hell? Holesome Family from Hell???
Red, what a mess at irk. Is there a point at which there’d be too few people to be able to keep the department running? Stay safe, please!
I hope the morning finds you having had a good night’s sleep. I think staying up til 9:30 is quite admirable. Good on you! And for getting more things done today than I did. Glad to hear about the January appt too.
Sorry the Food Stamps process is so frustrating. We just went through that at my house and does take a lot of persistence, that is for sure. I used our Food Bank to bridge the gap while things were processed-just drove up at the appointed day and time, popped my trunk and lovely food was cheerfully put in, no forms or questions, just some eyes smiling warmly at me over their masks. So consider that, depending on where you live.
I’m getting very fed up with how traffic handles us at irk. I took more calls today than three of my teammates COMBINED, while they were socializing away with each other. No, I don’t get paid more for this, either.
California’s going to a curfew starting Saturday night. I seriously doubt it’s actually going to accomplish a damn thing besides to drive more people out of business and onto the streets. Doesn’t help that our idiot excuse for a governor is merrily attending dinner parties and our moron legislators are traveling to Maui while the peons keep getting their livelihoods taken away.
Weird how variable supply issues are. Winco at lunch was good for most of the major hoarder-target items. Target, after work, looked about as bad as they did in April.
IIRC it’s the Houseguest from Hell, although the first H thankfully no longer applies to the house Sari lives in.
Anyway, time to head off to irk.
I have brat wrangling this afternoon, and I’m going to have to try get them to sit in to do some theory- the hardest ones to deal with aren’t too bad if they’re outside doing something physical, but 10 minutes sat on a chair and they’re bouncing off the walls. At least it’s the last session of the week; all the others are decent groups.
Pooooooor Higgs. She’s having surgery today, so no food since last night’s supper. I let her out to pee, then let her in, and she was distressed that I didn’t put down her dish. Plus I had to take the water up. And she won’t be leaving for 2 more hours… poor puppy.
And I need to be careful feeding Roxy - Higgs usually steals some of her breakfast. Poor puppy.
Laundry and packing are the big orders for today. MetalMouse - no worries about nephew - he can’t drive and he doesn’t have a car, so he won’t just show up. The only reason I’m not totally panicky about this trip is that FCD was just with his folks last month and he knows they’re good about using their masks. Plus about the only places they go are doctor’s offices and Publix. As often as they go to the Dr for their various issues, I’m sure any Covid symptoms would have been caught by the screening staffs. And en route, we’ll only stop for (self-pumped) gas and rest areas. I’m packing food for the trip so we don’t even have to risk drive-thru food.
And this time next week, we’ll be on our way back home, so there’s that.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 53 Amurrkin out and partly cloudy with a predicted high of 77and mostly N.O.S. for the day. Nuttin’ real big on today’s agenda. I shall go through the pantry this mornin’ to rearrange stuff in a more orderly fashion. It’s gotten somewhat willy-nilly in there. Also, I need to go through the drawers in the chest and the dresser in the master bedroom and tidy them up. Other than that, sloth shall rule the day. Sup shall be grilled chikin strips and sallit.
MOOOOOOM glad nephew won’t be there. Good on the in-laws for disinvitin’ him. Safety is the most important thing now. Poor Higgs!
doggio take the geezer discounts. Hey if the place offers, shake your fist and call ‘em whippersnappers whilst enjoyin’ the discount. First time it happened to me I was forty and had no problem at all sayin’ gimme!
Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, onward into the day! Rah.
Afternoon, mumpers! It’s my turn for the Blessed Day Off, so I had a lie-in this morning and then started moving stuff around in the kitchen so I could clean bits of it. So far I’ve done the sink and drainer, surrounds, splashbacks and windowsill. 'im indoors cleaned the windows inside and found some mould-remover stuff to use as well so once it’s all dry again, I can put stuff back where it came from.
moooom I am envious of the cruise, I wish I could take that much time off and had the finances to do it too. Sadly, 'im indoors is not enamoured of cruising so will probably never happen. Good news about the FL trip though, especially if the idiot boy has been uninvited and hasn’t got the means to show up himself. And fingers crossed for Higgs!
We are waiting for BoJo the Clown to decide what our December restrictions will be. He’s throwing around suggestions that people can have a 5-day window for Christmas as if the virus packs up and has a break while we all get together in our mixed households. We were hoping to go to Scotland at some point as he’s got family up there and we’ve not visited since last year. It looks unlikely at the moment but we will wait and see what happens.
And it’s lunchtime so I had better go and put the kitchen back to rights, then see what the cat wants for food as he likes to share whatever I’m having. Then this afternoon will involve vacuuming, and hopefully a bit of time on the sofa with a good book. Should do some exercise too but I dontwanna…
Shaping into a pretty day. I need to get clean laundry out of my trunk (picked it up on the way to irk, was too tired to deal with it in the dark once I was home.)
Otherwise? Man, I dunno. Nothing pressing on the ol’ agenda. For now, I have half an eye on Nik & Monks as they cavort among the crunchy leaves.
Well, Monkey is cavorting. Nikki has reverted into “stately matron” and is radiating dignity and aloof benevolence.
How do you query your feline overlord as to his noonday mealtime preferences?
Overlymom has decided she wants me to stay with her until her doctor’s appointment Tuesday. Thing is, after I’ve been here three nights and three days it’s clear she can dress and shower alone and is perfectly alert.
The two issues remaining are that she needs help changing her dressing daily and cooking is a little dicey because she is refusing to follow doctor’s orders and use her fingers for an hour a day. So when she can’t open a rotisserie chicken, for example, she just doesn’t eat until I show up.
Even if I’m not sleeping here, I plan to come over for several hours every day and help her but she says that’s not enough. Ten minutes away my husband and kids are begging me to come back. What’s a doper to do, darnit?
I’m sure it’s fear and loneliness but, just ugh. I feel awful. At least she’s doing well. Gotta repeat that to myself.
Morning all. Another sun-shiny day in N. Ali-bama, 54F heading for 70F. I could get used to Novembers like this (but I’ll pay for it with the heat of July-August).
Have to go mail/pay some bills here in a bit, nothing else on the agenda except a little house cleaning (as little a I can…). Sudoku’s and Jumbles will fill part of the day, might even get out and do something exercisey…
talky, I really don’t know what to tell you. If you’re over to see here a couple times a day and spending a couple hours, I can’t see spending 24-7…you have a family. Maybe find out when she really needs you and be there at those times. Otherwise I can only offer my sympathy to all.
Boo fae, one of these days I’m going to take a Spain/Italy cruise, and being single I could use a roommate… (no hanky-panky, I assure you).
FCM, hope Higgs does well in surgery and is well-fed upon return.
Dot, know what you mean on sleep. With the sun setting about 5pm here, I find myself looking at the clock wondering if it’s bedtime yet.
Red, sounds like a great deal for you, neighbor, and Nelson…especially with the workload.
OK, need to prepare some sustenance and think about getting properly dressed to go forth and mail stuff. All y’all take care.
Easy. EC lets me know when she takes one look at the food I’ve just placed in her bowl and gives me a look that says, “You expect me to eat this crap??”
That was always repeated when we would camp.
He was having fun and I picked him up three buildings down when I got home. If she gets him two days a month, that will pay for her little guy’s pet rent. 
