Yeah, but not likely for $4 each. One of the reasons that I’m checking out Marketplace and Craigslist is because they aren’t something that I’ll keep once I move, but some things I want a sturdier container for.
Up from naptime, rehydrating with a Manhattan. Redneck Stirfry for dinner. Spot is snoozing on the couch.
[The Bobs]So what would you say you do here?[/The Bobs]
With Ensign Boimler in charge of them.
Makes sense. I hope you can find some!
I’ve never had a Rainier cherry cheesecake before. That seems like a very sad thing to admit, so I just finished using my stainless steel straw to pit a pound of them and put them in the fridge. The cream cheese is draining over a bowl in my closet, I do not trust the jerkfaces to leave it alone otherwise. I’ll pour the whey in my planter when the cheese is done, I’ve heard that plants like that. Sour cream was soured a few hours ago, it is fast.
I’m hoping to get the base in the ice bath before noon, that will give me time to get the fuzzbutts chipped and then come home and get dinner started, whip the cream, then cross my fingers and beg all of the goddesses to allow my spring form to release properly.
Then I’ll eat half a slice and ignore it until it is almost gone and then eat a slice for breakfast.
Well, I was having a not-bad day…
I tend to compartmentalise. I identify problems, prioritise them, and institute plans to solve them. For a variety of reasons, I’m under stress. I can pretty much maintain an even strain, but then something happens that upsets me.
Some of you may know about my older sister. She was an actual hippy in the '60s and '70s. She was a CMA. She got to know her patients, and became friends with them. Unfortunately, she worked in ‘convalescent homes’ and her patients were elderly. They tended to die. She suffered a mental breakdown. She was deemed psychologically impaired, and has been on disability since 1979. She was virtually homeless, renting space in someone’s garage. My dad won a jackpot playing keno in Henderson, NV, and he helped her buy a house. (He gave me money for my helicopter rating.) The thing is, in the couple of decades since my sister lost her marbles, she became used to the day-by-day lifestyle. Since she had her disability payments, she attracted ‘users’. People are always taking advantage of her and abusing her.
Our mother left us a house, which we let in San Diego. One-third of the rent goes to me, one-third to my sister, and one-third to the house account. I withhold two-thirds of my sister’s share to pay the property taxes on her house (another long story) to pay her property taxes – otherwise she’d spend the money and then cry to me that she can’t pay her taxes and that she’ll lose her house. So…
The agreement, as verbally stated by our late mother, is that all proceeds from the estate will be split equally between us. If sis needs money, I get the same amount. (Oh, before I forget: The rental income counts as my income, and I pay the taxes on it. For Sis, it’s ‘free money’.)
The problem is that Sis has ‘emergencies’. She called me today asking for $2,500. Now, due to previous ‘emergencies’, we only had $9,700 in the house account. If I gave her $2,500 and took the same for myself, that would only leave $4,700 in the house account – not enough to pay her property taxes and the income tax and tax preparation for 2025.
Her ‘husband’ recently had a stroke. He only has two toes on one foot due to diabetes. (My sister has it too.) He’s been in the hospital. My sad-sack sister doesn’t have a driver’s license because she’s old and has to go to the DMV to renew; but their cars’ registrations have expired. And the brakes went out on one. And my trans niece had a birthday yesterday. They bought her a tool set from Harbor Freight, and then had to spend $89 to send it to her. Oh, no! They couldn’t use Amazon, which has free shipping! (Insistence from ‘BIL’ and ‘niece’.) There’s insurance, and three cars to register (Why?).
In short, my sister is not in charge of her own life. I’m 1,300 miles away, and I have my own problems. I’m not our dad, who bailed us out when we needed it. We have a finite resource, and I’m doing as well as I can to manage it. But I can’t manage my sister’s life for her. I have my own life, and my own problems. I did give her a kilobuck (and took a kilobuck for myself, per the arrangement); but I really feel like we should sell Mom’s property. (Anyone want to buy a house for $1 million in San Diego?) She can spend her share in a year or 20 years. I can set myself up for retirement… and not have to deal with any more drama.
Mrs. L.A. is often upset that I ‘don’t talk to her’, A couple of weeks ago, I told her about a few of the things I’m stressing over. She heard my conversation with my sister today, and I did mention afterward that this is one of the stressors we talked about a couple of weeks ago,
Word to the wise; Never have relatives.
I hope you survived the agony.
Heh.
I’m wiped out, y’all. Hit a WALL about an hour before close, it was like my brain clocked out early and went the fuck home.
I left Coolio and my bedroom fan off, deliberately, when I left for work, because I was afraid their motors might burn out or something.
… or is that even a thing? It’s a little window-unit, and until this afternoon I’d had it running nonstop for like a week.
Anyway, I’m waiting for the house to get somewhat cooler, then I’m going the 
to bed.
Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. Wonder what Circle of Hell I’ll be heaving in today?
{{{{Flyboy}}}}
My ceiling fan has been going pretty much nonstop for 13 years. YMMV.
Morning, mumpers! It’s currently 19c/67f with a predicted high of 23c/73f and mostly cloudy. Weather app says “Look on the fucking bright side. It’s only cloudy. At least you’re not on fucking fire. That’s fucking good, right?” I suppose it is!
Happy Doperversary, Cookie!
{{{{{flyboy}}}}} it sounds like a horrible situation for you to be in as the responsible adult in the family. If you are wary of taking money from the account for yourself as well as paying your sister’s expenses, can you leave your share in the account and take it later when there’s more cash to play with?
shoe I’m glad you’re ok, and I hope you get some decent sleep to get back on track.
I also have the Katmair bear cam on my spare screen at work, it’s quite calming watching the water coming over the rocks and the salmon popping up here and there.
Just had an email from my friends saying they’re all fit and well so we are on course for the pub tonight, I think I’ll need it after another day of explaining the same thing to the same student about seven times.
Milk ahoy, matey!
I have no idea why I quoted this, but perhaps it was (after reading further) so I could remember to send hugs to you.
Eighth time’s a charm?
I did not feel good last night and ended up going to bed around 7. Today I’ll just be working on spoon rings and going to Aldi’s when they open. And probably a nap due to having gotten up at 3:20 this morning.
Ok, I’m hungry. More later!
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 75 Amurrkin out and clear with a predicted high of 95 and cloudy (ish). We will procure provisions this mornin’ and then I shall take propane tanks to be filled. I’ve been goin’ to do that for three weeks. Last night I remembered I had not done so yet, so I made myself a note and put it by the coffee maker. The rest of the day shall be spent in high RDOS inactivities. Sup will be leftover cabbage junk.
red I’ll trade you my mom’s recipe for green junk for your aunt’s recipe for pink stuff.
Flyboy sorry for all your sister woes. You can pick your friends, you can pick your nose, but you can’t pick your relatives.
Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, alas and bother, I suppose I must purtify and don attire acceptable for bein’ amongst the great unwashed.
Happy Hump Day Y’all!
I never thought of taking notes as heavy lifting… 
Does it have a thermostat or does it run constantly? Because if you set its temp higher, it should click off periodically. As for the fan, dunno - our ceiling fans have been known to run months at a time without problems. (Tho now that I’ve made that declaration, they’ll probably all burn out while we’re gone. Dammit. Thanks, shoe! :p)
Something I’ve always wondered about having a storage unit - why? We’ve used them short-term between moves. But spending however much year after year to hold stuff perplexes me. If it’s just stuff, can’t it be replaced cheaper than storing it? If it’s stuff with sentimental value, what exactly is the point if you can’t see/use it and enjoy it? Not to mention the chance of bugs/mold/water/fire damage… Obviously there’s something I’m missing here.
We have a recipe for green stuff (or pistachio salad as MIL called it. But calling something salad when it’s just pudding mix, pineapple, marshmallows, and cool whip - no, just no.) Still, it’s a Thanksgiving tradition as a side dish, not dessert.
I fell asleep early last night, even without benefit of Mel, and I got something over 7 hours undisturbed!! I’m feeling almost human!! Today is garbage day, plus I’m going to weed-whack the ditch. It’ll be too hot to push the mower, but whacking is less demanding. And tonight will be our last night in our own bed till the end or July - weird to think that.
The app we use for our food diary has changed their layout. I’m sure there was a legit reason and I’ll get used to it, but, dammit, the other layout was, um, adequate. It’s not that I don’t like change, except when it’s for change’s sake. Tho it is nice that at the top, they show calories remaining in big text. In general, that’s the main thing I’m interested in. (It’s myfitnesspal dot com, if you’re curious.)
Back to chores - I need to run the rollsuck upstairs today. I’m not sure Casey will do it while we’re gone - I didn’t ask her to clean house for me, tho I told her she wouldn’t hurt my feelings if she dusted…
Yesterday we did the walk-thru and I pointed out things - like the plants that will only need watering once and the septic tank treatment that will be due on the 12th. I’m thinking I might mess with her a bit with Alexa. I’ve got the app on my tablet and I can set up reminders and messages remotely. So, maybe something like “Hey, Casey - if you’re bored, you can re-tile the bathroom floors!” 
Wouldn’t that be hilarious?!?!? Assuming she’s here when it comes up.
Yeah, I’m easily amused.
Happy Wednesday!!
I have been sleeping through a lot lately. I suppose thats a good thing.
I will be off to get some free clothes, which will then go immediately into the washer.
Later I go to the foot dr to apologize for wanting an antibiotic thinking my toe was infected. Its likely not.
I took 2 doses then stopped because bad side effects. Must call and reschedule my orientation.
Wednesday!
Good morning.
It’s 56°F and cloudy this morning. It is expected to remain overcast throughout the day, with a daytime high of only 69°F.
That is perfect transplanting weather, but the husband wants to take the pups to the park for walkies. I don’t know how much energy I’ll have after that pulling marathon.
Johnny, I’d be over all that, too. I can understand wanting to sell, and I’d probably do it.
I puttered here and there yesterday, but didn’t accomplish anything of note. But, I did make plans to meet up with my friend for a walk on Saturday morning. I’ll return her alarm remote at the same time. She called me an hour into her commute on the way home late yesterday afternoon to “remind” me how bad I-5 traffic is between where we work(ed) and home. I DO NOT miss that commute!
Well, it appears I need another cup of coffee. You all take care! Shoe, I hope you got some decent shut-eye.
Sentimentalism, mostly. My dad’s mess dress uniform and his sword are in there. And there are loads of books, many of which I’d like to re-read someday. (There are some now-somewhat-collectable paperbacks I could probably sell.) There are my movie lights, which take up space. Moving will give me the chance of going through things I’m not going to use and get rid of them. The new unit being closer, it will be easier for me to take pictures of my lights, cameras, stands, camera dolly, etc. so I can put them Craigslist and eBay.
ETA: Thanks, everyone. I’m sorry for my rant.
Stop that.
Woke after a scant two hours 
took a nighttime edible (it has CBD plus either CBN or CBG, I forget which) and after a while conked back out.
Up for bio-break now but hoping to get more sleep. It’s raining, which is nice.
When I woke up earlier, I was hot but thankfully Past Shoe had put a wet bandana in the freezer.
That sucker was effective!
Yeah, like you’re the only one here who does that…
Ditch whackage is done - it took 2 fully charges batteries plus one that recharged for a bit - I could have used a little more juice, but it’s hot and humid and I declared it OK enough. I’m showered and dressed. Household trash has been gathered and will go to the convenience center when FCD is done his breakfast. I think that’s the big stuff I wanted to get done.
85° at a bit after 9AM and at least 85% humidity. OK, maybe that’s a tad exaggerated, but not by much. I still need to whack a tiny patch in the back yard, but that shouldn’t cause much sweatage. I seem to have lost all the benefit of the good sleep - I’m worn out already!!!
Getting old sucks!!!
Flyboy my situation wasn’t as complicated as yours but I have to say my life got waaaaay less complicated after my two addict brothers died. Now it is just me and my utterly normal sister, but she lives 1,000 miles away and I miss her dearly.
Today I go to the doctor whose office is 20 miles away BUT I learned there is a Shake Shack near it….a cheeseburger and cherry limeade will be dinner.
Ranting / venting is what MMP is for there, Flyboy’; vent forth!
My micro rant du jour is that I was quite tired yesterday afternoon = Tue after my mega-busy long weekend. So I went to bed early, a smidgen after 9pm. And slept soundly ~6-1/2 hours and at 0330 did my usual transition to instant full awake. No chance for further sleep. So my goal of sneaking in an extra hour before my usual ~0530 wakeup time was stymied. And then some; I ended up more short on sleep, not even even. 
Here at ~10am I’m draggy but wired on coffee. Probably score a nap around 1300ish. And it’s a gray intermittently drippy day. Might improve this afternoon, but these sorts of days are always hard on my morale. naps are the best way to pass an otherwise useless morale-sapping day.
I do have to say that the complete absence of family can be lonely, but it’s also exceedingly stress-free. Until future elderly me gets to the place I need somebody and there’s nobody.
No advice, just hugs.
Deal!
Aunt Janelle’s Pink Stuff
1 can strawberry pie filling 1 package pecan pieces
1 can sweetened condensed milk 1 small tub Cool Whip™
1 can crushed pineapple (drained)
Mix all ingredients together and refrigerate in a shallow casserole dish. This can be frozen and tends to be thawed just right by dessert time. Triple for the Shelmadine bunch.
Up, caffeinating, breakfasted and fixing to do KP. After a couple of phone calls, I’ll do a bit more packing and some list making.
Stay safe and healthy y’all!
Is it similar to my mom’s recipe for green junk?