Her Monkey cat went missing for a while and the good news is, he’s home. Probably she’s busy alternating between petting and scolding.
Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. Off today. It’s cloudy and 60 degrees Ferret Height(16 degrees Cetipede) There’s College Handegg on tap, and perhaps some light cleaning. Spot has relented and is eating the wrong Nutro Chicken and Brown Rice. But this is after going batshit insane yesterday, trying to Donner Party me, and hunting things in my bed for nourishment(dust mites? hallucinations? The Invisible Mole People?)
“What? We can’t dynamite Parliament on a school night!” - Mrs. Fawkes, November 1605(although 05/11/1605 was a Saturday)
{{{{FCD and FCM}}}}
It sounds like you’re on your way to recovery. 
Enjoy yourselves!
Happy Saturday!
Up, caffeinating, breakfasted and fixing to do KP. After, I’ll get sheveled to go to the grocery outlet. I have a MarketPlace purchase to pick up this afternoon and I think I’ll take Nelson with me. He likes to go on car rides like that.
Stay safe and healthy y’all!
Errands have been run. The teller at the drive-thru at the credit union seemed to be doing his best to burst into flames. I’d asked for the checks to go into savings but he put them in checking before realizing he’d goofed. No biggie - I can transfer online myself. But honest to goodness, he must have said “I’m sorry” about 20 times, along with “I could just pinch myself!!” and other similar statements. And not so much what he said but how he said it. Yeah, I should judge, but honest to goodness, he couldn’t have sounded more over-the-top gay if he’d tried.
I’ve moved the money already - like I said, no biggie. I ran to CVS for FCD’s meds, correctly opting to go inside rather than sit in line at the drive-thru. While in there, I noticed what used to be the Minute Clinic is now full to overflowing with Christmas crap. I’m guessing the clinic either wasn’t profitable or they couldn’t keep it staffed.
And I just hear MIL get up. Guess I should get her drugs ready.
Good morning.
It’s 46F and cloudy at the moment. This afternoon, the weather will consist of considerable cloudiness and occasional rain showers. The high will be around 55F.
Nellie, I’m glad you’re feeling a little better.
I am trying to be careful. He bears considerable scars from his former workplace. He wasn’t treated well there, but every pancake has two sides. He’s also a veteran and still carries many military attributes toward work—some are good, some not. We selected him because of his potential and customer service focus. But he’s used to handling things on his own and hasn’t learned that, for now, he can’t do that.
Yay for nice big checks, FCM! I hope you and your sweetie can enjoy your outing today. Maybe do something AFTER lunch, too! Even if it’s just a drive to look at fall color. You both need a serious break.
Swampy, I’m glad you’re feeling a little better.
VanGo, that is scary. After having fancy wheels and tires installed on his Jeep, the same thing happened to my son several years ago. Fortunately, he could feel the wobble while on the freeway and pulled off to the side before the wheel came completely off. This was five days after installation. Les Schwab (who did the original work) said it was his fault for not returning two days after the installation to ensure all the lugs were tight. We called bullshit and talked about sending a complaint to the attorney general office. They fixed all the damage and replaced the needed parts at their cost. My son never returned to Les Schwab again and, to this day, refuses to use them for any tire service.
I think I’ll knock out laundry today, and I need to fill out my ballot. I didn’t do it last weekend, so I’ve got to knock it out today.
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I knew I was still tired from the week’s late baseball/work, but I didn’t wake up until 8:15 this morning! That’s firmly on the late side for me, and has meant that the morning has flown by: I took care of the doggy, approved my employee’s timesheets, paid some bills (yesterday was payday), and balanced Quicken, and suddenly there’s only an hour left before I need to head to the gym for personal training.
I also posted a memorial for my mom on Facebook this morning. 
She was in the ICU for a week before she died, but by the time I got there she was already unconscious. I didn’t get to say goodbye. I’ll never forget the moment right after I talked with one of the neurologists and it hit me that she wasn’t ever going to wake up. But I’ll also never stop being grateful that my brother and I agreed on everything, from the decision to remove life support to the plans for her memorials. He actually fought with our father one day because Dad* was the last to accept that it was the end, but he and I never argued. Talk about your silver linings!
*My father is gay, and my parents divorced when I was in high school. They weren’t in touch for a very long time, but a few years before Mom’s death they reestablished a friendship and Dad would often help her/help us with her. He provided advice, but ultimately had no say in any decisions: I had Mom’s medical and legal POAs, was the executor of her estate, etc. Whether to pull the plug was entirely up to my brother and me.
Anyway, I’m looking forward to having a quiet day/evening after I get home from the grocery store (after the gym). I’ll take Bailey for a walk before I jump in the shower, but then I’ll be able to start reading my new book and will eventually devolve into a lump on the couch in front of the TV. 
The first time I deliberately avoided the news was after 9/11. For the longest time, I just…couldn’t. 23 years later I still have trouble reading/watching things about it.
Yay!! 
All of those made me chuckle…that last one made me wish I’d been there.
When my family lived in Yorkshire, the area didn’t do Halloween but I came to look forward to Guy Fawkes Day/bonfire night! No fireworks for us back then, though; just lots of fires and effigies.
HA! I’d never head that before. 
You and I will both be busy with our teams this afternoon~my Cornhuskers are also playing at 2:30pm. I get confused about time zones, that may mean your Dawgs will start playing an hour before my Huskers but either way I’ll cheer for yours too. Go Dawgs!! I’ll be with my grandchildren and 2:30 kickoff is right in the middle of the nap I’m supposed to be making happen so it might be a bit later before I get to watch anything. I definitely won’t get to enjoy the same ‘largest cocktail party’~since I’ll have to drive myself home afterwards I’ll be lucky to get a sparkling flavored water or two and some chips and queso dip. Such are the burdens grandparents have to bear to be a good role model. Go 
Cornhuskers 
!! Go Dawgs!! 
!! Go NC 
Wolfpack!! [they’re already playing but I won’t spoil the fun but revealing the score].
{{{Sticky_Buns}}} definitely talk to your psychiatrist about this. Hope it’s not TD, but if it is there are some meds that can help ease symptoms.
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from personal experience I know swampy is right on both.
I went through that caused by psychiatric medications about 12 years ago. Actually, thinking waaaaaay back I had an even worse episode in the mid ‘70s when I lived in Boston. I still shudder thinking about it, but what I learned from both is that it is critical to talk to your prescribing doctors right away, in as few days as possible so those drugs can be stopped (or tapered off, whichever is advisable), adjusted or switched to different meds less likely to cause those symptoms. Don’t accept delay or “let’s just wait awhile and see if it goes away”-in that case find another doctor to consult. In my most recent experience that happened and I ended up having to have a neurologist rule out Parkinson’s, etc and confirm it was psych med related. Then I had to do an extended, very gradual tapering of the med which was not fun but eventually resolved all the very very worrisome dyskinesias. Then I of course have never again taken any of that class of drug again. I decided some level of depression and anxiety was easier to live with in the long run than the side effects of the drugs I took to attempt to relieve those.
This site describes the myriad of dyskinesia that can be involved. It can take a doctor who likes puzzles to figure out and also one not overly attached to their ego if they are the one who prescribed the suspect medication. Act fast, don’t delay, find another doctor quickly if needed so it doesn’t become permanent.
Nothing like the yearly apartment flood to screw up your weekend.
Have no fear, I’ll get on da internetz and cheer on the Pack handegg bunch while you’re dealing with that. Hope it is over quickly and harmlessly for you and your apartment-yikes!
Well it was raining out of the light fixtures. I think I’ll start referring to this place as “U-107”
Thank you so much. I just sent a message to my psychiatrist.
Doggio, oh no!
My electrician husband assures me that this is definitely a code violation. 
Last night, instead of going to bed early like a sensible person, I was running laundry, putting away kitchen stuff, etc. I do need to refill the kibble dispenser, but will likely put DH in charge of cat tending after today for a few days. The Princess gets fussy about which of us serves the royal supper, but she’s just going to have to cope for the duration.
I’m doing my best impersonation of a houseplant for most of the day, since I’m facing a tough schedule for the coming week, and DH is right that I need to rest up for that. Do need to get a Costco pizza (covers dinners for at least a couple of days) and haul Buddy in for bloodwork, unless I can get DH to get these accomplished without my participation. Slept in today, woke up to find stripey orange fur plastered against me. Since we got up, Buddy has pretty much been Velcro kitty.
Tomorrow and Moanday, working 8am - 8pm. Tuesday (aka Election Day), 6:45am - God only knows, we can’t predict that in advance. Wednesday, back in at 8am. Not sure how long this gig is going to last, could end at the end of the week, could run to the end of November. We shall see. Nice bunch to work with and within 15 minutes of my home, so much better than some. I mostly take phone calls, and have only gotten one or two that were at all cuckoo or jerkish in a week. By call center standards, this is remarkable.
More likely he didn’t appreciate my slightly off-key, definitely warbling voice.
swampy, sounds like a busy day! But you didn’t tell us the most important part: what’s for dinner?
You don’t do it online? I’m always worried I’ll misplace the check, but then, you’re too organized for that.
{{{{FCD}}}} Also, glad your head ddidn’t get in the way of his sleep-punching.
Thank you! So good to know!
So you’re also a cat? Oh, wait. How silly of me. Spot is obviously a superior human.
I’m sure your mom sensed your presence, and I hope you got some sort of closure.
Oh, I SO get this! I had to teach about it, though, so I had to watch. A couple years afterward, I realized I needed to get an objective overview, so I forced myself to read a book on it, even though I could only bear 3 pages at a time. As years passed, students knew less about it, as they were only babies on 9/11, and they said their parents wouldn’t discuss it. Unbelievably, my fellow history teachers barely touched on it. So I made a huge hallway display that included a 10-foot illustrated timeline; and sections on heroes of 9/11; the terrorists; how it changed society, and debunking conspiracy theories. It became a sort of Wailing Wall for paras, teachers, and staffers. Since we can’t bear to discuss it, we never get to grieve it, I guess.
Sorry for that long me-ish response. I meant to say only that you’re not alone.
Egads. Is it safe to stay, or will Spot shove you off a floating door?
Boo, good advice and also {{{Boo}}} for all you’ve gone through.
But less bad than electricity pouring out of the faucets.
Yes.
He would do that if there wasn’t a flood. Because cat.
Thank you.
{{{{ }}}}received and currently warming the cockles of my heart. Back atcha {{{{{{ nellie }}}}}}
doggio In the shop we call extension cords “electron hoses”, but that’s ridiculous.
Got new lug nuts on the truck, very nice local auto parts place delivered, saving me a 7 mile walk. Now I want to take it to someplace with a torque wrench to make sure they’re ok. I’m a little freaked out about driving now.
{{{Boo}}}
Month eight of my quilt. Four blocks:
Wow.
plus more for the board
You have my sympathy. Were there any damages to your personal belongings?
Nice work, hippy! I like the fabric selection.
Got things home from the grocery outlet and put away. I spent a little more than usual, since Kerry Gold butter was on sale for $6.99 for 2#. I bought some for holiday baking.
I took Nelson to the dog park, then to the MarketPlace buy with me. The pick up place took us through some beautiful fall foliage.
Well, I’m back. Coached three games, refereed two, ate way too many snacks (but got rid of my remaining Trick or Treat candy) and as a reward I get to do it again tomorrow (maybe not quite as extreme but still busy). The 10U boys won both of their games, 6-2 and 2-1 to move into the semi-finals tomorrow. The U9 boys had a wild game, they were ahead 1-0, then behind 2-4 entering the last quarter and came back to tie it up, then after overtime we went to penalty kicks and after 8 tries (5 is normal, but it was tied after that)…we lost. So only one team to coach tomorrow and will probably get a little more refereeing in too. Have eaten dinner and am still re-hydrating, not real hot outside (74F) but the sun was out and directly shining on us for a couple hours, so I’m nice and toasty. An early bedtime is likely for these old bones.
FCM, surprised the teller couldn’t fix it himself, but like you say, moving money in the same bank from one account to another is so easy even I can do it…
Taters, I wouldn’t go back either.
Oopsie, sleeping in is not a bad thing. And a sad story about your Mom, but glad you and brother have a solid relationship.
Looked at the College tackleball scores, Yeah for swampy and tears 
for BBBoo.
doggio, hope things are drying out.
Nettie, wise choice to take it easy with that sort of week coming up.
VanGo, I’d be cautious to a fault too, hope the torquing can be done soon.
Hippie, lovely work.
And that’s about all I have the energy for. Take care all.