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So the chimney guys were here (LATE) and wanted to charge me to trim back some branches. Nope. Just do the chimney, get it done right and go away. I was up early, so wasn’t happy at the delay. Basically sat around most of the day twiddling my thumbs waiting for them to show. They are not getting any gold stars in my review.
They still aren’t done and have to return tomorrow all this extra work because the idiot husband put it off so long is going to cost me an added $551.00, so much for the guns covering the bill. They found two almost complete blockages and had to breech the outside wall 5 times to clear it and place the liner. (I’d only paid for 1 breech of the outside wall.)
I am so over this house. Hell, I’ve been over this house for 46 years.
Looks as though I may need to do at least 3 yard sales as soon as the weather gets warm enough. So much stuff to unload already and I’ve barely scratched the surface.
I’ve decided to part ways with 98% of my Halloween props, keeping only 2 to move with me.
I’ve decided that the only way my large garden gargoyle will stay here is if I get a fantastic offer on him. He’s not a Halloween prop he’s a garden statue. I will move him. I do have other garden statuary I will sell off.
At least Lucy had a good afternoon and evening when the chimney guy’s wife showed up with their daughter with dinner for him and his helper . Lucy enjoyed both his wife and daughter’s visit–we went inside and she made herself a lifelong friend.
Cute kid. They ended up staying and visiting with me until he was done for the evening. He’ll be back to finish tomorrow–then I write him a check for the overage.
The chimney cleaning didn’t happen today–death in the family of two of the guys who were to work here. Doesn’t pay to have brothers work for you on the same project.
They will work on it on Sunday instead.
So, while looking at houses, on Trulia and Zillow, in Georgia, I decided to e-mail the mayor and police chief in one town and the police chief in another to ask them what they could tell me about their town.
I look forward to hearing back from them.
Let’s see where this path takes me…
Began the day with Lucy’s new daily routine. While I drink my coffee and get things done on the computer, she keeps bringing me stuffies to throw. I swear if I didn’t break her cookies into tiny pieces she’d be a sausage by now. Every time she brings me one and drops it at my feet, I have her sit and give me a paw, I then place the cookie piece on the floor. This gives me time to pick up the stuffie safely. LOL, she’s a bullie she gets over enthusiastic and will grab for it without the established routine.
Ran the checks over to the bank to deposit them today. Feels good to know that even without the life insurance checks getting here I do have a small cushion.
After the bank, G and I stopped at Target to dump the 6 old cell phones I found into their cell phone recycling bin.
From there we went to Wegman’s where I splurged on a small cheese and meat tray to take home for lunch. We were mainly there for G to get a few things, but I couldn’t resist the cheese.
Next we stopped at Giant to get needed groceries. She can’t get her cat food cheaper anywhere else and it’s the only place that stocks my coffee in large boxes.
Our final stop was the farmers market where we got a great deal on a box of plums (for a buck) which we split up later. I picked up a Greek pizza at the Mediterranean stand for my dinner and an individual cake (a Bailey’s chocolate cheesecake) for me for my birthday, since no one got me one, I treated myself.
And there you have it, pulling one’s life together in the first month after the death of a spouse.
I miss him, I really do, but it’s one foot in front of the other and keep moving forward for me. Dwelling on would’ve, could’ve, and should’ve never did anyone any good.
Managed to sell off enough firearms to mostly cover the chimney repair bill. The repairs begin on Saturday.
He always did say if anything happened to him the guns would help a lot. Yep, now that money is in the bank waiting to pay for the chimney repair he kept putting off for no reason I can fathom. It must be fixed, it has reached hazardous to human life levels. As it stands, I should probably not be in the house until they finish.
However, I’ve been here this long, I figure a few more days won’t hurt.
Would’ve been a lot nicer to not have to pay out for repairs and save the money for a new place.
Lucy was delighted to have her Uncle Rick stop by and pay her a visit. She thinks he stopped by just to see her not to go digging through the attic to find all the gun boxes. 🙂 We won’t tell her different.
G took me out for lunch for my birthday. We went to one of our favorite places.
On the way there we stopped at CVS because I’d had an early morning ‘your drugs are ready’ call from them. I was worried about if I had drug coverage or not. I went prepared to tell them to put them back on the shelf depending on the cost.
Fortunately, it seems I still have some coverage, at least for now. Good thing too, seems Big Pharma charges a fortune for the drug that helps me breathe. Yeah, without it I can’t move any air. Non-covered it would cost a whopping $369.99 every month.
Yeah, and these days the idiot in the White House and his cronies are making sure we get less and less coverage. What they want is to turn the middle class and the poor into slave labor for them (the rich and powerful, the 1%) and as for those of us who are too old or ill…well, they’d rather see us dead.
Need a certain drug to survive? Hey, tough shit. We want to make billions sucking you dry. So either hurry and die or pay our price.
Life insurance gal was here again. This time for us to make changes to my policies. Still no sign of any checks from them. She’s looking into it tomorrow.
Rick stopped by and Lucy got to love on him for a while.
I swear from 10 a.m. until 5 p.m. she’s the Energizer bunny. She had stuffies strewn from the front door to the kitchen again. This has turned into a daily routine.
I put them all in her toy box before I go to bed at night and she drags them all out in the morning.
I cleared out more stuff from the kitchen hutch. I can’t understand some of the things he hung onto like old cell phones and other junk. I’ve found six old cell phones so far.
I came across his old digital camera too. I’m hoping I can get that up and running. I’d love to work with it.
Managed to get some things changed at Verizon. I’ll be sending them two set top boxes. Once they are returned, my bill will drop about 60 bucks a month. I have no need of a TV in the bedrooms. I changed the channel package too.
Oh, and my other charge card arrived via UPS.
You know, I always thought the roughest birthday I’d ever have was the first year I didn’t share mine with my sister Kay. (I was born on her birthday when she was 12 years old. In October of my junior year of high school, she committed suicide.)
I was wrong.
Celebrating your 65th birthday alone, without your husband of 46 years being there is much, much worse.
It’s not like we’d planned to do anything–he hated going out when his MS got worse. However, I’d sort of planned to drag his butt out to celebrate at a small place that caters to the elderly and the handicapped. Their food is great and it’s not far from home.
I hope next year I’ll have a much happier birthday with new friends, a new home, and all the love I got this year from everyone.
For those of you who are just beginning to read my blog…each post is a day behind the actual date of the post.
Spent the morning listening to Irish music. What else do you do on St. Patrick’s day?
Yes, I was wearing green.
Managed to dig through more stuff and sort out trash from treasure. I only had a couple of little melt downs.
I was delighted to get a call from my Uncle Jack (my Mother’s brother.) He called to wish me a happy birthday.
Lucy’s box of toys arrived from Amazon. Once I removed all plastic and tags, I gave her the box.
Rick and his son Nicholas stopped by today. Nick fixed the last part on my computer, I can now listen to music and play movies.
They also tried to fix the problem with the plug to the Verizon box. We thought they’d succeeded but, hate to tell you guys, it’s a nope. Still cutting out.
Lucy, of course, was delighted to have company. Although, since Nick was the new entertainment in the room, she neglected Rick for a bit.
She’s such a love.
In my daily e-mail scan from the USPS, I saw I had a bill coming from the hospital. I dreaded opening it. I figured I would probably owe a fortune. It was with great trepidation that I opened the bill when the mailman delivered it.
With no insurance I’d be paying $3670.00 on this bill. As it stands, with his insurance coverage, I owe, so far, $30.65.
Talk about relief!
Lovely 71 degrees today. I actually opened one window and dropped the glass on the storm door on the back porch to warm it up. Yes, I said *to warm it up.* Really, I did! The freaking back porch is freezing cold still.
I had to close everything back up when it rained.
Ah, yes the rain with accompanying thunder. Lucy was not happy. She retreated to her crate until an hour after the thunder stopped.
I figured I go online and see about refilling my generic prescription Prilosec. That’s when I found out I no longer have my prescription plan.
Dave talked me down.
Nothing I can do until Monday anyway. And I can probably get away with the over the counter stuff. I have plenty of my heart and high blood pressure medications…So deep breaths.
I can do this?
I can do this.
My debit card and checks arrived. What a relief to feel solvent again.
G and I went to the farmers market I picked up some sauerkraut from the NY Pickle Factory. It’s so good. They also have it with apple. Next time.
We each picked out a sushi tray at Mr. Beelee’s to bring home a eat for lunch.
Then on the way home I stopped to pick up my new glasses.
I signed over one of his favorite guns to his old boss at the university today. As we stood in the gun shop filling out paperwork to transfer ownership, I felt sad, deeply sad.
Maybe it wouldn’t have had such a profound effect on me if it hadn’t also been the day the life insurance agent was here for me to fill out that paperwork.
Another chapter has ended.
I’m sure there are many little chapters I must go through before I get to the next major one.
That one terrifies me.
Leaving my home of 46 years. Facing a whole new community. New neighbors.
Hopefully, new friends.
Yeah, it’s scary as hell.