It's Time For A New MMP

The mail finally got here.
The poor mailman, he slid mail through the slot and both my son and I were up and stopping him from leaving. He had our certified mail in the truck with a package that was too big for him to carry around.
This was just as I was getting ready to leave to get the dogs. So, we had to wait for him, and then rush to get the dogs in time.
If we had known the mailman would be so late (5:30) we could have gone back to the MVA this morning.
I’ll reschedule that for next Moonday.

The letter was not worth all the trouble, it didn’t tell me anything I didn’t already know.
1 The Revokable Trust is now an Irrevocable Trust
2 Niece1 has a lawyer to assist her and the lawyer’s information
3 I can get a copy of the Trust
4 I can request a copy of the Trustee’s Report
It’s in legal speak, but that is it.

People are coming out to clean the gutters and fix the downspout tomorrow. I finally found a company who actually answers their phones. Nobody else ever called me back.

All but one thing of subscribe and save came today. It’s supposed to be here by 10, and it hasn’t even been shipped yet. I kind of need it, but I’ll live.

I can’t find my coat; I don’t know if I donated it? I ordered a new one and it should be here by the weekend. It’s supposed to drop down into the 30s this weekend. I need to pull out the toe warmers and my hat and gloves.
I am not ready for this.

No new neighbors yet next door.

The dr appt was a waste as far as I’m concerned. All he did was ask me a bunch of questions, and tell me to start physical therapy and will see if he can get gel shots approved. That was a wasted hour and a half, it could have been a five-minute tele visit.

I guess Barky mom isn’t mad at me, she called me this afternoon to see how everything went.
She is planning on going tomorrow, but it’s raining hard again and is supposed to rain all day tomorrow

How horrible for you {{{Boo}}} to be going through all of that.
It made my chest tight and my head hurt to read about it.
It doesn’t help when doctors ignore stuff either, I’ve been there, as have some friends.

Sorry about the kitty, Shady.

{{{Taters}}} and {{{Talky}}} and {{{Sunny}}}

Sorrry about the job VanGo

I’m tired. I was ready to go to bed when we brought the pups home, about 6:30.

Reading what {{{FCM}}} is going through makes me even more tired.

I so want to quit. Just quit, not do anything.

I got a letter back from the suit guy’s headquarters and they said they were passing the info off to his supervisor. I hope he gets a raise, or a bonus, or even just a pat on the back. Something to make him feel appreciated. A raise would be the best.

I have to go back to irk tomorrow, as does my son.
He’s been getting out early though, like 3 or 4 am. I’m going to have to go to bed at 8.

Yes, they pay me OT. One reason I’m so loyal to this place - despite not really liking pizza - is they are good to their employees. We’re paid what I consider a fair wage.

Once, the manager asked if I would stay over my shift. (Last place, I’d sometimes come in at 730 a.m. and come home after 11 p.m. yeah, not scheduled.)

I said it was a bad day, and that usually I could help extra but I couldn’t that day. (It was right around the anniversary of Other Shoe death, and I was in a bad place.) She told me that I’m never expected to work anything more than I’m scheduled for … and I nearly melted.

ETA: I gotta deal with other stuff. Not my most coherent post, but Shoe gotta do shit. Love y’all bunches!

From last week, Hippy, thank you so much for thinking of me and thank you for the wonderful picture.

I like to go to open houses and look in the closets and cabinets. I used to know a Realtor who said that he would offer people like me an extra glass of cheap Champaign to keep us poking around because that showed interest and created a sense of urgency in other people.

I haven’t been to a nice estate sale for a while, I should start paying attention to them again.

FCM, I am so proud of you for not killing someone by now. I’ve been reading and keeping up as well as possible, but all I can say is Wow. You truly are Superwoman.

I am so sorry for you and her and everyone involved. I am also outraged in your behalf by the doctor blowing her off. I have words about that which are probably better left unsaid here.

I hope things go as well as possible. As far as the interview, I happen to know that you are going to seriously rock it. You know your stuff and you are a proven quality. Spend some mental time coming up with a plan and strut your stuff with the confidence of a boardwalk model.

I used to be entertained by the Tales of the Dogpark, but now that people are getting grumpy at YOU…not so much.

I really hope you start feeling better soon.

Good job!!! I would haz a happy about that too :slight_smile:

Yes, very impressive, they are fast. A big ol’ grasshopper invaded the catio and VBC caught it. She is a very good hunter. She is also a good adopted kitty mama, she brought it in and gave it to GG.

Still pretty impressive, he knew it was food. GG played with his grasshopper for almost an hour until he got too close to the bed and I took it away and flushed it. It was pretty intact, no parts missing. I think it died of blunt force trauma.

fuck.

Take what you can get and treasure it while you can.

Well, that was just a very bad decision on their part. I’m sorry you didn’t get it, you were looking forward to being set for the rest of the year.

Hurray for chicken noodle casserole. If you want to get all fancy, crumble up some potato chips for a topping and bake it. Now I’m getting all nostalgic for Mom’s leftover chicken or turkey noodle soup.

I am almost in tears just reading your post. Is there anything at all that I can do to help? Do you need gooshy fud? I could arrange for Chewy to come and visit if I knew what was needed.

Is it possible for your roommate to apply for low income state insurance? Back when I worked for the food stamp office, we could backdate medical applications for up to three months which could help her pay her hospital bill.

My thumb joints have been really hurting and it has started impacting my life so I saw my doctor about it today. Her first words were “Are you still embroidering 6 hours a day? You might need to cut back.” I knew that was what she was going to say, that’s why I didn’t want to talk to her about it. She did some looking and poking and said she thought it was probably arthritis but gave me an order for x-rays to see if it was anything else.

She also suggested fingerless compression gloves which I think would help, but I can’t find anything that doesn’t have a knitted surface to get needles caught up in. If anyone can find a link for smooth fingerless compression gloves that would be great.

I did manage to sew a button back onto my pajamas last night and I was pretty proud of myself. I don’t sew, but I was able to use some #5 pearl cotton and a #22 needle and only poked my fingers a few times. Shoe’s mad skillz with opaque fabric and sharp needles always inspires me.

And again, I was awake at 3AM - stoopit bladder… FCD was out watching TV. His dad has been having some sort of gut issue that has sent him to the bathroom frequently, and last night, apparently he was walking around without pants, so my sweetie led him back to bed.

Well, it’s now 5AM and I hear FIL in the bathroom next to our room. Meanwhile, their bedroom and attached bath is on the other side of the house. His mind is so far gone… dementia sucks!

We go get the truck and stuff around 9. First order of business is emptying BIL’s apartment. Busy busy day ahead…

So, yeah, happy Tuesday… yawn

Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 49 (BRRR!) Amurrkin out and clear with a predicted high of 81 and N.O.S. for the day. Today is laundry day. Be still my beatin’ heart. Other than that it shall be a pretty chill day. Sup shall be leftovers from yestiddy. It has been soooooo nice to be able to leave the windows open in da cave this past few days. I think by the end of the week we may have to have the a/c on again. Fall in the southern U.S.ofA. be weird.

MOOOOOOM hope things go smoothly today. Sorry about the flaky buyer. I am sure the house will sell soonest after it’s listed.

Sunny yikes about the nose, but yay it can be fixed hopefully not to painfully.

Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, onward into the day! Rah.

Happy Tuesday Y’all!

Good morning everyone.

The weather is much the same, will not bore you.

BBBoo, I am so sorry you are going through all of that. I am sending lots of strength and hugs. I wish I could do more.

VanGo, I’m really sorry about the job. I sure hope a better one comes along.

Talky and sunny, I am also sending you hugs.

Jaysus, Mary and Joseph, it seems so many of us are just dealing with so much “stuff”. I am glad we all have a place to vent.

Mom, I sure hope things go smoothly today.

Time for another cup of coffee. I hope you all have the best day possible.

Happy Toosday!

Chilly and rainy morning at the park. I had a very hard time getting out of bed, even slept through several alarms. The rain was supposed to stop yesterday, and it hasn’t.
Quiet day, which is nice.

Whenever I find out that Barky won’t be there, I hear Elvis singing, ‘there will be peace in the dog park, for us, today’.

The only thing I’m going to worry about today is irk.
I hope the day goes well there.
The gutter people are supposed to be out here sometime today. I was hoping they would have come and gone by the time we got back from the dog park.

Getting Demetia scares the crap out of me. I think it has to be horrible for all involved, until you are so far gone you don’t know you don’t know anymore. Still horrible for everybody else.
I had amnesia after getting thrown from a horse and landing on my head. I was scared, because I knew I should know stuff and I didn’t, and I wouldn’t recognize people I had known my entire life.
I only had to deal with it for a few days, I cannot imagine living the rest of my life that way.

Morning all. Decided to eat out last night, went to Logan’s Roadhouse and found them short-staffed, so it took awhile to do my dining, but I had a book with me so no problems and the food was good. Then came home and got caught up in solving the Triple Sudoku from Friday (I failed the first time but I’m pretty stubborn about it) along with the tackleball game, and next thing I knew it was after 10:30pm. So had a lot to catch up on.

{{{BBBoo}}}, like everyone else here I haz a big sad for all your issues; I do hope the CPAP arrives sooner rather than later and does end up helping out. Write when you can, we’ll be here thinking of you always.

Sari, sounds like things are slowly coming together. Glad you got rain, been dry as a bone here (same as nellie) and will be going out after this missive to water the back yard.

FCM, you deserve a day in bed (so does FCD) when you get back, but I doubt you’ll get it…need to book that next cruise sooner than later…

JtC, Doctor at least took you seriously after the first comment; hope you can get relief.

shoe, treasure the good places/good bosses; won’t always be that way.

VanGO, sad the Big Gig didn’t pan out, sure that there will be enough to keep you busy.

OK, need to water the yard (got my water bill today and still don’t owe anything since they are giving me some credit for the water pipe repairs from a couple months ago), so I’ll give it a good soaking. The gas up car, gym and soccer coaching to keep me from swampy levels of sloth.

Take care all.

Waiting for FCD to get back to park the trailer here before we head over to BIL’s to get all his crap. Then to Habitat with stuff he doesn’t want. Finally back here for more packing fun.

Envy me!

Yes, I’m getting surgery. I’m not sure how or when I broke it. It was probably a fall that I had from a horse that left me looking like an airbag hit my face. I’m not positive though.

We have more mold under one of the sinks. Today Servpro is coming to pull things apart and make sure that we’ve got the mold out. Fingers super-crossed that they can get the cabinet out without destroying it. I’m really hoping that we don’t have to buy a new vanity.

Dispatch thought it would do the “kids in a phone booth” trick by cramming a 750 cubic foot Sumitomo order into a 100 cubic foot package car today. Yeah, that went well. :crazy_face: :thinking: Office Depot/Max has rebranded their shipping service “Office Depot Products”. or ODP for short. Which looks like "OCP’. I’d buy that for a dollar.

The late Lucrezia D. Hellcat wold de-leg her bugs. I’d come home from work, and find thoraxes everywhere.

Good lick on the moving FCM. And have you considered heavy drinking and screaming as a way to reduce stress when this is over?

And excuse any typos today. A certainf eline is demanding attention by smashing her haed into my face and hands, and teabagging my mouse. :smiley_cat:

{{{{{BOO}}}}}

{{{{{MOM}}}}}

(((((Everyone who needs one}}}}}

We’re sitting around waiting for a (very) independent contractor to show up. He’s going to install mini splits in our little house (hopefully) soon.

Wifey is on the phone trying to order liquid soap from a supplier we used to order from when we had our little store. We got addicted to having unscented liquid soap and now require it. It turning out to be much more difficult than it should.

Nothing else to report.

TP crisis at Casa de Wetone. Emergency run to the Mart of the Wall.

How did anyone make it through 2020 without developing a compulsion to keep a stockpile? :slight_smile:

Me, I got extreme enough to maintain a year’s worth on paper goods, cat food/litter, Lysol, hand sanitizer, etc.

I’m not quite that extreme, but close. I follow the rule of royals - the one you’ve got, an heir and a spare.

Not everyone has enough storage space.

Granted, I do use a bit of my apartment’s space for storage, but I’d think an extra 4-pack wouldn’t be too bad. :slight_smile:

All the boxes are loaded. Most of the trash has been hauled. Tomorrow, we do furniture and miscellany. Thurs AM, we leave.

I hope.

FIL has had the squirts and I fear he’s dehydrated. If anything screws up this move, it’ll be his health. Fingers crossed.

Tahred…

I’m hoping things go well for everyone, especially you, FCM.

Can FIL be given some adult Pedialyte or equivalent so he’s stronger and more up to the stress of the drive?

I felt mildly icky after the shot and posted in the old MMP by mistake last night. I’m fine today, just really tired.

So today was the appointment with the “old” corneal specialist. He thinks the surgery is a good idea, as better vision in the left eye would help the right eye (wchich does most of the work), plus if I lose vision in the right eye, which has happened before), it’d be good to have better vision in the left one. However, he’s not optimistic I’ll get a significant amount of improvement in the astigmatism. Also, he said the left eye will never be very good due to the retinal damage.

I talked with the surgery coordinator today, and she, too, said insurance won’t cover the surgery (Buncha wusses. :roll_eyes:), so I had to go into my “I’ve fought and won this battle before” shtick. Usually these folks are as determined as I am. Oh, well, they’ll let me know when insurance says no so I can start the fight appeal.

I had an interesting walk home. First, I met a beautiful cream-and-caramel kitty with blue eyes. His name was Disco, and he had a lot to say. Then an elderly woman standing in her driveway said hello, and the net thing I knew, I was getting her life story. She did nearly all the talking, but it turns out we have a lot in common. She asked me to stop in sometime. And finally, I ran into the dog I used to walk (THRILLED to see me, even though I smelled like cat :cat2:) and her person.

I’m now beyond wiped. Sloth? Gym? :woman_shrugging:

Great username/post combo!

Does she have to wait until it’s over? I’m thinking any time someone says, “Does this go?”, FCM downs a shot.