Happy Hump Day!
My son called me at 12:42 to tell me irk was over.
We got home, I went to bed and slept until 8. I really needed it.
Then we took the dogs to daycare. Ripple didn’t want to get out of the truck unless I took him out. Then he trotted off happily with my son. I don’t know what is up with him sometimes.
It was quiet at the park this morning I heard.
I finally talked to Niece1 yesterday about Athene, the company none of us have heard from. Turns out, I am not the only one who called. They won’t tell anybody anything other than there is an account, and insist they have to talk to the Trustee, even though it isn’t part of the trust. But they won’t talk to NIece1, who is the trustee. She said she sent in the paper irk, and they still won’t talk to her.
She is going to call the lawyer today.
I think it may be that the beneficiary of the account is the Trust.
Then the bank is giving her a hard time. They say they need paperirk (a copy of the entire trust) that she doesn’t have for them. The lawyer says she has everything (1 page of the trust) she needs to give them.
They are finally getting the flue fixed this Friday. My friend said it should be $400, I figured $800 since the armpit is more expensive. It’s $1200, not as much as had been originally feared.
I told NIece1 about the bullshit with the certified letter. She said everybody was like wth? It’s something we all know. Niece2 never even got hers because she wasn’t home to sign, and then it wasn’t at the PO. My sister told her what was in the letter and not to worry about it.
Then I thought, maybe they sent it certified to verify the address?
If I were the trustee, I think I’d be going crazy by now.
Lucy dad just texted me. A bunch of kids stopped him at the park gate and demanded $20 or they were going to call the police and say his dog bit them. He said you’ll look stupid without a bite mark on you.
If Lucy bites you there will be a mark, she is mostly Great Pyrenees and Staffordshire Terrier, with a little Aussie Cattle Dog and Chihuahua thrown in. She weighs over 100 pounds, if she bites you, it’s going to show.
She’s a sweetie though, unless you are a squirrel.
He said the kids looked to be 10-12.
I have to agree with Swampy on tuna-noodle casserole. My mother loved the stuff, ugh, just the smell was enough to make me queasy.