My nose is stuffy, it’s humid, and I’m frettin’ over a money problem. Can’t fall back asleep.
Sordid, stupid mundane details below.
(My management co. hit me with a year’s worth of water bill all at once, a cpl months ago. They were initially cool with me paying it piecemeal, but last week they marked the whole thing as due NOW and sent a nastygram letter threatening to start eviction procedures. I don’t think they’re really gonna evict me over a couple hundred bucks, but they’re clearly ready to play hardball, and there isn’t a damn thing I can do about it.
I’ve thrown everything I have at this particular wolf, but I’m still short and once the late fees start tacking on, by the time I get paid next week I’ll owe more in late fees than I owe on the account itself.
I hate asking my few friends for a short term loan but I think that’s what imma hafta do today.)
Congratu-fucking-lations!!!
If she has a smartphone, it might be worth your time to make one last effort on her behalf, and help her put Uber/Lyft on her phone …
Ouch. But is it “they” or is it their computer that’s playing hardball?
Depending on how big a company this is and how sensible they are there’s room for the workers there to keep waiving fees, and not clicking [OK] on the “send to collections?” screen and whatnot to accomplish the promised pay-over-time result even if their computer is stuck being a rigid a$$hole about the balance due.
If you haven’t done it already, contact whoever told you that you could pay over time and ask them about this latest change. You might get a happy surprise. You also might not, but there’s nothing lost in trying.
Yeah. We didn’t deal directly with this with my late aged MIL at her independent living place, but the big picture for most of those places is that they promise to provide more on-demand transportation to the residents than they can / will actually provide, and very few residents can drive themselves.
So any of the still-driving residents who’re not aggressive at pushing back can find themselves as the on-demand taxi driver for quite the collection of fellow inmates residents. Some folks love the feeling of being needed; others not so much.
Best of luck Cookie. I know you’re plenty good at standing up for yourself. As long as your wife isn’t a pushover you’ll win this one easily.
My wife’s a very empathetic person, with compassion for most people’s needs. I’m the grinch when needed. The problem for this woman is that she had part of her tongue removed a few months ago (cringe), so it’s difficult for her to be understood, especially if you are not a native English speaker or don’t have the patience for it. I could actually feel my brain unscrambling and decoding her words when she was talking to me. So calling a taxi or other service would be a frustrating effort and likely unsuccessful. There is a transport van, but if it’s on an “outing”, it’s unavailable for general use. However, I’m sure the front desk could make a call for her.
If you haven’t done it already, contact whoever told you that you could pay over time and ask them about this latest change. You might get a happy surprise. You also might not, but there’s nothing lost in trying.
Yeah, that’s what I would suggest as well. Sorry for the hassle.
Nellie, so glad you’re hooked up with PT. For what it’s worth, I get pretty regular scar/adhesion massage (myofascial release, which some insurance will cover) related to my mastectomies, and it’s very helpful for pain, range of motion, and generally getting back to pre-surgical flexibility.
If she uses a smart phone, both Lyft and Uber work such that nobody has to speak to call for or pay for a ride. The apps tell the driver the address you typed into the app to request a ride, you don’t even need to tell them where you want to go.
I logged on at 0615 this morning. It is now 1100. I’ve spent all morning doing Data Operations Manager stuff. I have an Agreement to sign, but I’ll wait until Tuesday since my wife’s scanner is a bit fuzzy. Anyway, almost five hours later I can finally get to work on the First of the Month Datalanche. Only… It’s almost time for mu lunch walk.
I knew the cell phone EMS test was coming, but I still jumped when both phones (personal and work) went off at 2:18pm! No signs of zombification so far…
Last night’s personal training kicked my butt…it was great! My trainer had me doing mostly stuff I’ve done before, but he increased the weights on some things. It’s nice to feel like I might actually be making some progress (it’s been 2.5 months; I still have almost no strength). I’ll be going again tomorrow as usual, and then also Saturday morning for a make-up workout. I should have just enough time after that to grab a quick shower at home before going to a tattoo removal session.
I woke up in the middle of the night to pee, then had real trouble going back to sleep. That isn’t like me (the “having trouble going back to sleep” part). I tossed and turned for at least an hour, and shortly after 5am I turned my bedside iPad back on and finally fell asleep to an episode of The Big Bang Theory. Then I woke up shortly after 7am, even though my alarm was set for 7:30. All in all, a very unusual night for me sleep-wise. So far I don’t feel tired, but I expect it to hit me later this afternoon.
Hey shoe, on the way home from the gym last night I stopped by the grocery store and saw a new-to-me flavor of stuffed chicken boobies: “creme brie & apple.” I grabbed a box. I figure I like cheese and I like apples, and something new might be nice…but it could also be completely gross. Ever tried it? If I can remember to preheat the oven before I log off work, I might make one for dinner. My only problem with these things is that they take 30 minutes to bake, and sometimes I don’t get around to thinking about dinner until after 7pm and by then I don’t want to wait for the oven to preheat and for something to cook. If I can get a jump on the preheating, though, I’m more likely to remember to shove something in the oven sooner rather than later.
I had the windows open this morning, but had to close them and turn the a/c back on a little while ago: it’s 78°F and sunny with an expected high of 80, and the sun has peeked over the roofline and hit the left/front windows. That will heat up the house pretty quickly if I’m not careful. A rainy cold front is coming through on Saturday; it will be nice to have some “autumn” temps again.
Indeed. While I’ve personally never been comfortable with the use of that word when it comes to food issues*, addiction concepts/terms are often surprisingly applicable and useful in therapy and counseling.
*No rational reason why; it’s just never sat 100% right with me.
Lookit nellie, kicking ass and taking names!
This is how I expect to feel whenever Bailey passes. After 15+ years of being single with a dog, I know I’ll be utterly heartbroken but I think I’ll be ready for a break. I’ll also want to move to a place with a smaller yard, and not having a pet will result in a lot more rental options. I will deeply miss my dog, but I don’t think I’ll want a dog again any time soon.
One of my tricks for that kind of stuff is to set an alarm on my phone. If I expect to quit irk around 5, set an alarm for 4:30. When it goes off, turn on the oven & go back to irk. Whether I actually stop irking at 4:50, 5:00, or even 5:30 the result is the same. Oven is ready for food to go in immediately.
The larger point being whenever you think of something, write it down or set an alarm or a task or whatever immediately. That way you don’t have to remember that later; it’ll remind you. Speaking of which, the alarm to check my BG after lunch just went off in the middle of this sentence. Time to leap up right now not after I finish this post in 5 minutes. Because if I wait, it’ll probably be forgotten.
My PCP often makes the comment “Tell me your drug of abuse and I’ll tell you what problem you’re trying to address.” At least she’s speaking in the hypothetical to me about her practice, not about my own issues, minor though they are. She’s a big girl and makes no bones about food being her drug of abuse.
Oh, I already do that. I have alarms and emails and reminders out the wazoo. “If I can remember to preheat the oven” actually means “if I decide that’s what I want for dinner early enough.”
It’d be funny if this QAnon zombie-vax silliness actually triggered a run on brains at the grocery stores. Maybe it’ll be the next cool must-use ingredient all the trendy chefs are pushing on TV and in their restaurants. As discussed in a recent thread, truffle fries are getting passé; it’s time for a new “in” thing for the “in crowd” to crave.
Hmm. I wonder if I can buy brain futures on the CME?
i woke up to a power out this morning. this time i figured it out more quickly than last time. the power was out from about 4 am to 8:15am. good thing i have battery backup for lager’s food dish.
Geez! When I finally got back to youse guys there was over 100 missives to catch up on.
I made notes as I went, so here goes.
Pilot, I did not know all that about Phillips head screws. Makes sense (for certain values of ‘sense’), though.
And I agree with you about Chinese products. When I wanted to add an addition onto my garden shed I didn’t feel like hunting through my garage and went and bought a box of new 16 penny nails. When I tried to drive them, 3 out of 4 of those suckers bent. So I looked on the box and sure enough, they said ‘made in china’.
So I dug through my garage and found some old nails to complete my build. Not one of them bent.
Now I’ve seen physical proof that the Chinese are capable of producing some very fine stuff, but the stuff they send over here is utter crap, and I don’t buy it unless it’s the only thing available.
BTW, I have a couple of posi-drive driver heads, but hardly ever see the screws, mores the pity.
I just got an e-mail from our pharmacy yesterday that the new covid boosters were available here.
Maybe they sent them by pony express?
Oh, I’m down to 223.8 lbs. Go me! When I was young I looked good at 215. Now I think I’ll have to get below 200 to get rid of some of this flab.
Taters, it’s going to hurt for a whole. Sometimes it’ll hurt a lot, at unexpected times. {{{{{Taters}}}}}
[quote=“FCM”], Guess I need to assume the recline position - I think I’ll make a jellyfish tonight. Wonder if it will help my cognitive function. (tell me you get the reference…)
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Yeah, jellyfish are notoriously famous for their cognitive abilities.
What the hell happened to my quote?
Some times I hate this system.