Happy Thorsday!
It was hot today, until the thunderboomers came through with cooler temps.
{{{{Wordy}}}} I am so sorry about your mom.
It’s been… so much around here.
Last night I fell asleep in my chair. I kept waking up and thinking I needed to go to bed, and then fell back asleep. The chair is great for my back, but my feet and ankles swell.
My son came home this morning, car sick from the cab ride.
He said the woman got a call from her son, something about his inhaler. My son said she then floored it, taking turns too fast and had to slam on the brakes to keep from hitting another car. He said he understood if there was a problem with her son, so he isn’t going to make a complaint. He was going to ask her to just let him out and he would walk the rest of the way once she was in the neighborhood.
Yesterday I really went off on him. There was a mix up with the cabs, and he never speaks up. He got off at 645 and didn’t get home until 815. I was still upstairs and needed to go out. I had to pee so bad, but I knew if I got up the dogs would get excited and race downstairs expecting me to follow. I laid into him about his shyness and his need to speak up, and that if he would just get his damn license, none of this would have to be this way.
Then I went off on myself, because if I was taking care of myself, I wouldn’t be going through all the shit I’m going through and I’d be able to get out of bed and go downstairs and let the dogs out myself.
I can get up by myself now. I was so weak before and it would hurt so bad if I didn’t have my son’s help.
Happy Friday!
I couldn’t finish last night because the dogs insisted that I go to bed.
They weren’t going to let me be, so I took my sorry ass, and back, up the stairs to bed.
Going up isn’t so bad.
It’s a cloudy 72 degrees outside. I’m content with staying in. My son doesn’t have to irk OT today, which makes me happy. We have only enough cash for one more cab ride, and if I have to go to the bank to get cash, then I may as well just take him to irk and save the money.
I took him to irk yesterday. We had to go over to the new house to take in some deliveries. I doubt that porch pirates are a problem over there, but there’s no sense in testing that theory. I’m a little annoyed at HD because stuff was delivered earlier than expected. I’m trying to do as little as possible until my back is healed. If everything was delivered as expected, I wouldn’t have so many trips to make over there.
We are going over tomorrow. I’m taking the dogs with us because we will be there for a while. Also, the GR are bored out of their minds and driving us crazy. I need to remember to take a water bowl for them. We’ll take a few small things with us as well. We can’t fit much in the loaner.
My son needs to put the lawn mower together and mow the lawn. He is bitching about it, though.
I know he is tired and sore from irk, I also know he is only 28, so get over it.
It’s supposed to rain every day this week, the grass is going to be waist high if we don’t tackle it now.
We can put the new rug down in the dining room and see if it fits. If it’s too big, it can go into the living room.
I get my truck back Toosday. The dealership had to order a part and that will be put on Moonday. I could take it then, but they recommend I let the technician drive it for a day and pick it up Toosday. I agree, let them make sure everything is good.
It’s gone from @ $200, to @ $700, to @ $1300.
I really have no choice, and they have no idea why the wiring went bad.
Should have listened to the ‘little voice’.
I wish it would give me some winning numbers, Doggio.
The GR have discovered the mail today. I wondered why they were squabbling at the door. Misiu came running with some mail in his mouth with Rayleigh in pursuit. I tried to get Misiu to give it to me but it was too chaotic for him to understand. I finally got the mail, and it was soaked. Good thing it was junk mail.
Jimmy Buffett, Gary Wright, and Steve Harwell.
Three in a row, too sad.
The laundry detergent I use, Aunt Nellie’s, is proud to let you know that it is vegan and non gmo, among other things. I thought it was a joke, but it seems there are people who care about such things in their laundry detergent.
I like it because it has no scent.
JtC, I am going to try to keep Adam in after we move. It may not irk because he likes to go potty outside. I got rid of the litter box years ago. I kept one in the house, just in case, and he never used it.
Happy new floor, Wet One
Swampy, I think I will like the new stove, being able to choose the burner size is a plus for me.
I can’t wait for the washer; I have huge things to wash and I don’t want to go to the laundry mat to do them.
I’m starting to get excited about moving.
I need to make a list, and a plan.
There is someone interested in my house. They want to do a rent to buy deal, which is okay with me except I don’t know where to begin. I’ll call the realtor tomorrow and see what she says.
FCM - leg and foot cramps can be dehydration, but also a B-12 or Magnesium deficiency.
In the wtf area. I got the check from the lawyer for the bounced check fee. We had to sign for it, a tiny check. We never had to sign for the 6-figure check.
It doesn’t make sense.
I rate my son’s sleep more important than mine on the days he has to irk. He irks 12-hour days, and it’s hot and tiring irk. Some of it, like selecting, isn’t so bad if you are sleep deprived. However, stocking and shipping both need you to pay attention to what you are doing or you can get hurt.
I irk from home and have more flexibility with my schedule.
But I know my body is screaming at me to rest.
I hear you Nellie, that I should have help. Barky/Humpy mom would do it; she has offered. But she is the kind of person who fills the room, if you know what I mean? She means well, and her heart is in the right place,
There are others I know would help; I just hate to impose on them.
My friend in Baltimore would be perfect, but she is not close. She is great at taking care of people. She steps in when needed, then goes back to her book and leaves you alone. She always volunteered to take me to the hospital and doctor visits because it got her out of the house, away from her family, and gave her a chance to be left alone with her book.
Anyway, the pain and weakness has subsided enough now that I can sit up by myself. It may take me a minute, or two, or three. I’m still leery of the stairs, but I’m getting down them now. I’m just very careful.
I feel like a big baby though.
A lot of y’all are in pain too, and you keep pushing on.
I don’t even want to think about the pain of a knee replacement. It hurts just thinking about it.
I hope your PT people start doing their job soon.
I’ll be happy to get my truck back so we can start moving.
I haven’t started packing yet, but we can pack as we go.
I’m glad your knee is no longer seeping, Cookie
I hope you enjoyed your mental health day, Red
I think blue dragon is pretty, Rocky.
I’ve been debating if I want to paint any of the rooms before I move in the new house.
I like just a hint of color though.
I did that once though, I picked a shade of pink just one step up from white. However, the walls I was covering were chocolate brown (remember when that was the rage) and I ended up with pink walls. My friends had nothing nice to say about them at first, but then all of them admitted that once you got used to it, the pink was pretty.
If it’s a circle you want, my advice to Shoe is - I don’t know. I know sometimes you think you aren’t okay, but I think you are okay, you just don’t know it. Being okay is a pretty wide spectrum, and I know people who are definitely not okay, and you are not one of them.
I’m really tired, maybe that doesn’t make sense.
UGH!
I’m trying to catch up.
I overslept this morning and that messed up my pill schedule. What I was taking at midnight has been moved to 2am. I’ll take the pill to bed with me and if I wake up at 2 or later, I’ll take it. Otherwise, I may have trouble getting out of bed in the morning.
