First day at the credit union. One Member Service Representative (MSR, teller) was out, so we had to get on the teller line I actually did several transactions. The first one of the morning was in international wire transfer. Yeah, I’ll need more instruction on those. But the boss apologised for having me jump right in, and said I did great.
Evening all. Waited until 1:30pm before calling the plumbers again, they had to reschedule as the emergency they had to deal with turned into, according to the lady in the office, a “poop-show” (her actual words). So they’ll hopefully be here tomorrow and finish Wednesday–at least that is the plan for now. So did my shopping and sammich run late (the sammich went into the refrigerator for the evening meal) and then went to the gym until about 6:30pm to work up an appetite. Never got above 42F and supposed to get below freezing again tonight and tomorrow. I have soccer scheduled for 5:30-7pm tomorrow but may call it off, no reason to overly chill a bunch of 7 year olds (and their parents). Plus the field was closed today and may be tomorrow…we’ll see.
But home, warm, fed and resting prior to sleepage, so not to bad a time.
And now have 27+ messages to scroll through…that’ll keep me busy for awhile…
red, thanks to my bladder I have become very adept in getting that extra hour (or two) of sleep.
rocky, sounds like Philly had some real difficult weather, as did wet one. Long as you folks are OK, that’s the important thing.
Wheelie, condolences for Zoe’s demise and the substantial hole left in your heart. She was a cutie. And thanks for the update about Baker. And I feel for your Sis-in-Law, who wants a pile of smoldering garbage outside their house–trust the city will do clean-up on it.
Mollie, no tornado warnings down here, but it’s just a matter of time till they show up. Good wishes for the cataract removal.
boo fae, sounds like the return trip was easy (and boozy 
). Glad you had a good getaway.
FCM, may the dog door be a success. The really bad stuff gave me a pass yesterday, hope you get the same miss. Happy Otis has the door figured out already.
JtC, My snow stayed on the ground for about 2 hours and then melted away. We might get a little more tonight but it’ll be gone early. And hopefully Murphy was busy elsewhere and didn’t check the message board…
flyboy, sounds like a promising start. Hope it all works out well for you.
They always do…
BBBoo, dealing with constant pain is no fun at all, my mom faced that in the last couple decades of her life and I’m convinced it led her to an early demise. But what a way to bond with grand-daughter!! 
Hope the stitching was good and they come out OK; when I had my hernia fixed they used some type of stitch that just dissolved on it’s own, didn’t have to be taken out by a doc.
Knots, we’re expecting near 80F by the weekend here, so this freeze will be short-lived in the Southland.
And it’s heading towards 10pm so off I go, need to be up early enough to break fast before the plumber arrives (I hope). Take care and I’ll see everyone on 2sDay.
Sounds like what was used for Kasya’s spay incision, at least internally. I didn’t see any stitches at the skin level, so think maybe some form of surgical glue might have come into play as well.
Happy Monday!
My daughter went home, and I am missing her. I hated that she had to go back to that situation. It worries me. However, she once again turned down my offer to live with her mother and gradually become a Tennessee Williams character. She has a wonderful support group there. Please keep your fingers crossed for her: at the second inteerview for that job, they said she should hear early this week.
My son drove up on Saturday. It’s a long drive for spending just a few hours, but he really wanted to see and hug his sister and check on me. My DIL couldn’t come, but she sent a lovely gardener’s pie (like a shepherd’s pie but with vegetables from their garden plus beans instead of meat) and some homemade apple hand pies.She’s a sweetie. It was nice to have just my kids, though. I love my DIL, but especially now, it seemed important to have just the three of us together.
He didn’t bring the dogs, but he stopped in this afternoon on his way home from a Seattle doctor’s appointment and brought them. They weren’t shut up in the car during the appt., as his MIL beat me to it. I was surprised because she doesn’t like dogs, but she’s a kind woman. Anyway, I got some extra son time and a chance to spoil the granddogs.
Speaking of dogs, I walked Charlie twice on Saturday. The first time, he didn’t pee or anything despite my cheers. (“WHO’s the dog who loves to pee? C-H-A-R-L-I-E!”), I texted his person offering to walk him again since he hadn’t pottied, and she said yes. I told her no extra charge, but she insisted on paying me. Oh, and he has a tag with his name, the phone number, and “My mom is probably ugly crying right now.” 
Ms. Dog arrives tomorrow for a two-day stay. I told her person that I can’t do long walks at the moment. She said it’s OK.
I quit the scoring job. I just couldn’t stand the pressure to give kids 3’s and 4’s on essays that didn’t deserve them. In my mind, an essay with sentence fragments shouldn’t get a 4, but the supervisor said they were OK because they were done for dramatic effect. (They weren’t.) Besides, the hourly rate is less than I make in a half-hour of dog-walking.
It’s supposed to start raining again tomorrow. No wind. I’m counting my blessings. The old hometown in WY had 109 mph winds: a couple dozen semis on the highway got blown over, and there was a lot of roof damage.
I have new next-door neighbors. The first night they played loud music, but they haven’t done so since, though the guy keeps playing guitar near the shared wall.
Enough about me, or as Mom used to say, “All right, already! Too much is enough!”
Wheelie, I’m so sorry about losing Zoe. You blessed her with excellent care and a loving home, and no cat could ask for more than that (and world domination). I could see in her eyes that she was a kind and wise soul.
Taters, fingers are crossed for the house! Let us know what happens. I’m excited for him.
Boo, SO great hearing from you! I’m sorry recuperation is so rough. Good on your granddaughter for helping and seeing the humor in it.
Sing it, sister. I loathe the stuff. Whyyyyy can’t they come up with an effective painkiller that doesn’t make you woozy and nauseous or eat up your liver or kidneys?
I call those Frankenstitches.
It IS a pain. Think how much harder it is for people like my former sister-in-law, who’s been married 4 times. Yikes. I carted around my pro nunc tunc from my divorce for 6 months.
It’s good you have time, and I hope it goes smoothly.
I haven’t replied to all I want to, but I can hardly keep my eyes open. G’night, all.
Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. Off to heave. It’s currently 37 degrees Ferret Height(2.778 Centipedes).
Morning, mumpers! It’s currently 10c/50f with a predicted high of 13c/56f and mostly cloudy. Weather app says “I’d like to tell you that the fucking sun will come out tomorrow, but I’m no fucking miracle worker.”
{{{{{BBBoo}}}}} Sorry to hear that you’re still in pain that sounds like some very major surgical construction. I hope things improve for you soon.
Glad to hear you had a successful first day!
We had a good journey home, everything ran on time when it was meant to, and we got home around the time we expected as well. My first job (after fussing the cats and tending to their needs) was to haul the biiiiig recycling bin out to the kerb for today’s collection.
I unpacked and pretty much went straight to bed. Up early and logged into work, only got half a million emails this time, and an urgent request for something that I’ll make a start on today. I may do the grocery shopping today, or I may not, haven’t decided yet. For now, more tea beckons!
(((Wheelie)))
Wee bit of drama. I absolutely want my mom to come home. However, she wants to come home yesterday and do PT from here. I want her to come home when she’s ready. She is not capable of even getting out of bed without assistance. I can neither physically nor mentally handle her 24/7 care while she works on getting better.
I was talking to a friend last night and she made an excellent point which I’m going to discuss today. All during the month of April I will be out of the house for testing, all day long. Even though she can do PT and have people checking on her a couple of times a week, who will be there to do simple things like opening the door to let them in? So, that’s going to be the talk tonight that waiting until May is the best idea that I have. That way she will have made progress and we can help each other.
Ok, time to run around the house attempting to put away some laundry and mess with the dishes.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 34 Amurrkin out and clear with a predicted high of 58 and sunny. Definitely cooler weather! We will be RDOS sloths as is our wont. It’s St. Patrick’s Day, so I am servin’ at a six p.m. service over to the church house. That’s about as rowdy as we’ll get. Sup will be boxed lasagna (don’t judge!), sallit, and cheesey garlic bread.
FlyBoy glad the first day at the new gig went well.
Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, onward into the day! Rah.
Happy Tuesday Y’all! Happy St. Patrick’s Day! Erin Go Bragh!
Awoke to 3" of the evil white stuff. This is some bull-shit.
Isn’t that how you learn to swim - jump right in the deep end?? Nothing like total immersion to get your heart beating. At least you know you’ve got this, right?
Sorta. We had a really intense, pounding on the roof, power flickering pod of storm that lasted no more than 5 minutes. It moved on quickly and was followed by rain for a while. When I looked at the front yard this morning, there’s at least one large branch down. I do want to see what caused the gawd-awful noises on the roof. And I had to reset 4 digital clocks, but thanks to the UPS, we didn’t lose internet. So very scary, but very brief.
Temp’s hovering around freezing at the moment, only getting to low 40s and dropping below freezing tonight. Same tomorrow, then creeping back to more normal, theoretically.
Very bizarro dream - I’d gone back to work at my last Fed job, but as an economic analyst instead of engineering. I’ve never had an economics class - the best I can claim is managing the household budget. And as expected, I was terrible at the job and was working on quitting before I got fired. And that’s when I woke up, somewhat disturbed. Not a good way to start the day.
The only must-do today is an appt at Hyundai at 3 to have a recall thing done - I think it’s just a software update and they told me it should only take an hour. So I’ll take my tablet and hope for the best. I know they’ll nag me to have other work done, but I prefer my car guy - he’s closer and cheaper (5 miles vs 20-ish miles.) The worst part is that I’ll get caught in the going-home-from-the-base traffic with no practical alternate route option. Oh well…
FCD is going to the marina this morning to check on everything. I’ll try to get motivated to pull the sewing machine out again. Otis is using his door like a pro. Maybe I’ll leave a bit early and run into the Mart of Wal (which is on the way) and get a door mat for his door. I think that may be a plan.
And so it begins. Happy Tuesday!
I just started watching watching Will & Harper. What 5he the hell am I thinking? Maybe it’s one too many G’n’Ts, but what the ever living fuck am I thinking?
Two hours ago, while I was reading H. P. Lovecraft, I was thinking I’ll be fine. And this is 1920’s style rasicim .Fucking twenty-first century..l I want to survive AS MYSELF to see my grandchildren.
To bed.
Maybe I’ll feel better in the morning.
Bloody theater major.
Hello! It’s 17 degrees F out there, and the Weather Channel says it feels like 3. You might think they throw some new-hire weather guy outside and ask him what it feels like. The WT says it’s a precise calculation based on actual temp, wind speed, humidity, and magic.
FCMom, it’s good news that Otis has learned the dog door. Here’s hoping some racoon doesn’t also learn it.
So I’m up and waiting on the plumbers, take two. The sun is out and the sky is clear but the temperature is only 30F (getting to 44F later). I’m in a “we’ll see” attitude about soccer tonight, if the fields are open we’ll probably have it but kids and parent won’t care for the 40F weather–kinda hope the city closes the fields. Will be working on some more soccer stuff this morning, mostly spreadsheets to get the info I need organized. Otherwise not much planned except for hanging around while the plumbers work.
nellie, all appendages crossed that daughter comes out of this situation stronger than before. Glad to hear son could get together with you two, made it a special time. And between the cheer and the tag, don’t know which to smile at first. ANd we can never hear too much about you…
boo fae, welcome home and enjoy catching up…
Sticky Buns, stick to your guns on this even if it causes Mom (and you) some distress and tears. Best to get it right the first time instead of having to go back to hospital for something even more serious.
VanGo, gee, and I thought it was called snow…
FCM, your weather forecast sounds a lot like mine down here in Ali-bama. Happy car day.
And everyone have a good 2sDay now.
Good morning, everyone.
It’s 50F and rain is falling. Today’s forecast calls for rain and clouds, with a daytime high of 55F.
Wheelie, I’m so sorry about Zoe.
Nellie, I’m glad you and the kids got to have “just you” time. I’m keeping my fingers crossed for your daughter.
BBBoo, I hope the pain subsides soon.
Sticky, good luck with the conversation. I hope your mother can see the sense in waiting.
My husband opted for the most basic lens because the ophthalmologist explained that halos are a common thing with multifocal lenses. I am waiting to hear what he tells me, but unfortunately, I won’t know anything until May.
I went to Costco yesterday and finally got the pups their prescription. They’d only missed one day, so they’ll be okay. While waiting for the prescription to be filled, I wandered around the store and picked up a few items. I needed paper towels, and while I was at it, I picked up another TP package. I grabbed a few other items and still managed to spend a stupid amount of money for what was in the cart.
I still need to buy a new cell phone, but I am feeling a sense of inertia because I will probably switch providers, and it all just seems like a huge hassle. I know I’ll be glad when I do it, but I’m still just overly thrilled. Then there’s the transfer of data on our phones to new phones. My husband is also dragging his feet on getting a new phone, but he needs one, too.
I also need to get our taxes done. It’s another thing I keep putting off because it’s so different for me this time. I’ll probably take care of them over the weekend.
Finally, I guess offers on the house my son wants will be reviewed today. I hope all goes well.
Alrighty, time to finish my coffee. You all take care of yourselves.
I’m pretty sure all manner of wildlife avoid the yard protected by Otis the Destroyer! His first few weeks here, he caught and killed a deer, and partially ate it before we found the poor thing.
Costco sounds like a dangerous place…
I’m showered, dressed, and trying to get motivated. I did bring all the sewing stuff from the back bedroom to the dining room - step 1. FCD and Otis are at the marina checking on the boat. That’s pretty much all for now. So much excitement… 
It was 23ºF this morning. Between that and too many G’n’Ts last night, I was staying in bed. I have counseling this afternoon, after my wallow-fest last night, I suppose I have a lot to talk about. Things were going so well for me, too.
Flyboy - I’m glad the first day went well.
Nellie - I’m keeping your daughter in my thoughts. I’m sure she’s glad to have you as a mother. Keep supporting her, just try not to become a crutch. There is a fine line that is usually only visible once it’s been crossed.
Metal Mouse - Good luck with the plumbers.
Taters - I’m not suer what kind of phone you have, but Samsung/Android (not sure whose it is) has a transfer app that is pretty seamless. My only real complaint with it is that moving between phones used to give me a chance to dump some of the crap that had accumulated. Now the new phone looks exactly like the old phone (extraneous junk and all). Also, they won’t let you out of the Costco until you’ve spent a certain amount of money.
@puzzlegal - Thank you for moving my wallowing to the correct MMP.
Good morning everyone. It is 25F and snowing. There’s about three inches of snow on the mailbox but the driveway is still pretty clear. I should probably go out and sweep the front steps soon, but we don’t need to go anywhere, I just do it for the mail guy. He delivers to our front porch when the weather makes things slippery.
I took mine to one of those Youbreakit places and picked it up the next day. I think it was less than fifty bucks, I don’t remember. I do remember thinking it was well worth the money.
Oh joy. I sure do hope this will be the last time you see them.
His racism was casual and long ingrained but wasn’t hate driven like it is today. IMHO. He was just afraid of everything including women.
Have you noticed that there is only one named woman in all of his works? Names imply peoplehood. Its odd that he was able to court and marry an independent and successful business woman, I would have expected him to marry the 1920’s version of a Trad Wife who wasn’t allowed to speak in public.
While I’m sure she wants to be home, she did raise you. That means she has to be a pretty strong and smart woman, so here’s hoping she is able to stomp her feelings down and do the logical thing.
Oh, gosh, I can’t imagine. No shade on people who marry more than once, but even before all of this, I always thought that would be just too much bother.
I’m so sorry your daughter had to go back and really hope she gets that job. All fingers crossed for her and your heart.
It sounds like you did OK, not that I’m at all surprised. Did you like your new boss? Did you meet your co-workers? Do you have a decent break room? Are you close enough to go home for lunch? Is there a park somewhere close so you can walk on your breaks or will you be limited to walking around the parking lot?
I hope it keeps getting better!
My insurance would have covered them, but my eye doctor didn’t think it would be the best choice for me. Part of that reason was the monthly dilation’s and adjustments required until they were dialed in correctly. As you age, your eyes don’t dilate as well which makes it harder for the surgeon to make the micro-adjustments in the lens.
I’m perfectly happy with wearing glasses anyhow. My current glasses have the reading adjustment in the bi-focal area and no correction for distance, and are photo-brown so I don’t have to keep track of sunglasses.
The big difference is that I don’t have to put them on my face as soon as I get up, I just grab them when I notice I need them and they don’t come off because of habit.
You have inspired me to order some knee length skirts for post shoulder surgery. I’ve figured out how to use the bidet controls with my left hand, forgot about the pulling of pants up part.
BBBoo, dang about the pain and dang that it is going to be such a long and painful process. Can you get a medical marijuana card? Pot doesn’t stop the pain for me, but it relaxes me and makes me not care about it as much.
I also do not get along with opioids and am hoping that I won’t have to deal with them.
Hubs is able to stream his music and games/videos straight to his hearing aids and says that the music has never sounded so clean before. Of course, he’s in his mid-70’s and has probably forgotten how it sounded half a century ago, but at least he’s happy with them.
Well, I’ve been sitting here for an hour, I guess I should get stuff done so I can sit around more later. Have great days everyone. I hope the snow stops and melts for those who aren’t enjoying it while leaving it for those of us who are loving it.
Apparently I am one of the few who didn’t hear the meteor boom in Ohio this morn.
New boss is OK. Unfortunately, she has the same name as La Jefa. I did meet most of my cow-orkers. It’s a good thing they have nameplates. It’s a half-hour drive between the CU and home, barring trains, so no going home for lunch. There’s a diner/grill across the street, and a Trader Joe’s diagonally. No park that I’ve noticed, but there are neighbourhoods.
If it’s true as advertised, then I shouldn’t need glasses full time anyhow. I didn’t start wearing them until I was twenty-five and didn’t wear them full time for another ten years. I started wearing contacts during Covid - they don’t get fogged up when you wear a mask. I kept wearing them after because it made looking in the mirror easier (There it is again - my subconscious really was working overtime to get the message out.).
You’ve recommended it for anxiety, which I briefly considered, but then I remembered it only makes me hungry and paranoid.