Nobody is Promised Tomorrow. . .
It was something like 96 degrees today. And, I am just tired. Carlton could always tell when I was getting over tired and he would sort of force me to take it easy for a couple of days. I guess I am not as young as I used to be. I don’t like taking it easy. Plenty of time to take it easy after I am dead.
September 4, 2014 – No Macros Today
Nice and toasty hot here today. I did nothing except go to work. Three weeks from today is the much dreaded MOVING DAY.
One the plus side. Four weeks from today it will all be over and I should be all settled in.
Looking on the bright side – in this apartment I have to put 10 shades up and down – the Old Bat Cave will only have three shades. Is this really an advantage?
I want to move to “Not In Service” – they have really good bus service. “No Passengers” would also be a good neighborhood. Lots of Metro Trains go there.
But, this morning – I saw a new bus sign.
This bus is parked. The person on the right is the driver – she is heading off to get a coffee. Normal enough behavior. But, exactly what good does a BUS IS BACKING sign do? Especially when it is on the front! Not to mention – the bus is parked.
Went to the asylum directly from work today for a late lunch. Stopped in to check the Old Bat Cave – it is being drywalled today. Still needs paint, floors, a kitchen and a bathroom. Three weeks from tomorrow is Move Day.
Move-wise no actions today. Today was sort of a The Widow Peg chore. I made an appointment for a mammogram. And, what does this have to do with being a widow? Well, mammograms always make me nervous. Very nervous. Waiting for the results. I have had more than a few mammograms that result in a call to “Come back and let us look again”. And, Carlton always kept me as calm as possible. I was supposed to make the appointment back in May. I figure I put it off 5 months. I figure my doctor will yell at me if I don’t go.
Also, there is my trip to Hawai’i. In 2013, I had to beg a change in our tickets because Carlton had a serious recurrence of his cancer. In 2014, I had to get a refund for Carlton’s ticket – a ticket I bought less than a week before he died. SO, I don’t want to have try for a refund on my 2015 ticket – caused by me being treated for cancer discovered at the mammogram. 8:00 AM Sept 11. Not a particularly auspicious date.
Any how – I will not get a ticket to Hawai’i until after I get the all clear from the mammogram folks.
My VPN. When I am out in the wild, I fire up my VPN. If I use the WiFi that my asylum provides – I’ll need to run my VPN all the time. So, I have it set up fire up automatically now. It causes a hiccup here and there. But, seems to me that hacking into the WiFi at an asylum for well off old folks – that sounds like a real good hack target. All those old people shopping online, checking their bank accounts, etc. etc.
I received a wonderful gift this afternoon. A co-worker and her husband came by late this afternoon and took an entire car load of stuff to the Goodwill for me. I feel much freer. Lighter. Relieved that I’ll not have to worry about that stuff anymore.
September is going to be a bittersweet month. The last month that I had Carlton to worry about, to abuse, to love. CORRECTION. I still love him. But it isn’t the same.
According to the blog Sept 1, 2014 was Labor Day. Check out last year’s entry: The folks who brought you the weekend – Labor Unions.
I was washing sheets yesterday – and whoops a huge hole had appeared. And this is my last sheet. Well, I just put the hole on Carlton’s side of the bed. (Yep, it is still Carlton’s side. Always will be.) The asylum provides linens. (They wash them and make your bed – just like a hotel.) You don’t have to use them. But, why not? Especially when your last sheet has a big hole in it.
My supply of Nori Komi Furikake is dangerously low. I am sure that someone sells Mishima nori komi furikake in this area – but – I haven’t a clue where. On the other hand, I know exactly where my fave furikake is at the KTA in Kona.
Today’s moving accomplishments:
Wrote a HUGE check to break the lease and pay the rent through Sep 25.
Packed up the little Denon system. It has a new home.
Decided that my WW2 army trunk – dented and painted blue will head off to Goodwill. Years ago I lined it with cedar. I moved the cedar to Carlton’s more stylish trunk and packed all the quilts in it.
And that is enough for one day.
Note to Carlton: RG3 seems to be out as QB. And, Gov Mandel (95) died. Google had a little Doodle honoring the US Open today.
And – a personal best.
Started breaking down the electronics today. I am taking my little TV. All my Mac stuff. The tube TVs, the PC stuff, the stereo stuff… all going to Goodwill. The linux is already at the Goodwill. Actually, the tube tvs will go to the dump. Not to worry – you pay to dump tube tvs and crts.
I think the “responsible” part of the Republican Party is in denial about The Donald. If they don’t wake up – he is going to knock that Bush Boy right out of the race. Of course, the establishment part of my party isn’t taking Bernie all that seriously either. Bernie vs The Donald… Wouldn’t that be fun?
Not tack sharp, but cool colored wasp.
Today, I cleaned. Except the bathroom. Haven’t done that yet. My apartment was so messy that even I couldn’t stand it any longer.
Did I mention, the asylum has weekly maid service. And they change the sheets.
Note to Carlton: Redskins not doing so very good. Quarterback troubles. Name troubles. 3rd game of the preseason tonight.
I don’t have the right stuff to do dragon flies. That doesn’t stop me from trying, however.
Spent many hours last night putzing around with my apartment layout.
The gray room is the closet. I haven’t put in the cabinets in the kitchen yet. It doesn’t matter anyhow.
And now I am very tired… so off to bed for me.
Well boys and girls, 4 weeks from now… I’ll be ensconced in the Old Bat Cave. For the rest of my life. My final home. My last move. Well, actually, the asylum might move me down to assisted living or the nursing unit. I just hope the asylum lasts as long as I do. Since they have promised to take care of my sorry ass.
All things considered, I had two pretty good husbands. I think the starter husband is still alive. Wow – I just googled him. His Dad didn’t die until 2011 at the age of 96. And, Chuck was still alive then.
Last night I checked my work email account right before going to bed. BAD IDEA. I found an email telling me that our system was going to be upgraded overnight. That wasn’t a surprise. I was the one who asked the vendor to upgrade us. But, I didn’t know it was going to happen so soon. So, I woke up every hour and worried about the upgrade. BTW, the upgrade went OK.
Note to self: Don’t check work email from home!
Today’s moving adventure – I packed up the tools and rolled them down to Goodwill. But, I saved a little collection of tools. Just in case I need to hit someone with a hammer!
I walked down to the asylum this morning and discovered the old bat cave was unlocked. The wall is down. The electric seems to be rerouted. They have lots to get done in the next four weeks. But, it isn’t very big.
The kitchen has been gutted. (as has the bathroom and closet).
After snooping around my old bat cave I went to the 2016 financial presentation. Rates up 3% starting October 1st. No big surprise there. Had lunch with some of the other inmates. And, bussed home.
And addressed Carlton’s tools. Actually, I think most of them were my tools. I had lots of tools. I drove Italian cars and owned an old house. I needed lots of tools. Most of the tools stayed with the house, but Carlton took some.
I am going to take a hammer, a couple of screw drivers, pliers, needle nose pliers, a channel lock wrench. The rest will be going to the Goodwill. Unless someone wants them. (no power tools – just an old plug in drill. It is headed for Goodwill too.)
Aug 24 is today – Sep 24 is MOVING DAY. I think it is 4 weeks from this Thursday. Don’t worry, I’ll panic soon. But, I have people to take care of everything.
Speaking of panic. I am considerably poorer than I was this morning. Thank you stock market “correction”. The talking heads are telling us to stay the course and not panic. I would say – don’t try to catch a falling knife.
Report on the new computer gear:
The $26 Printer: I got an $11 coupon off my next purchase coupon. Which turns it into $15 printer. It prints. It even prints envelops. It is really ugly. But, for 15 bucks, what’s not to love.
The anti-personnel mine UE-Roll bluetooth speaker: we have only been together for 24 hours. But, so far so good. And, it is cute. Apparently, if I buy another one I can have a pretty good stereo effect. But, that is what headphones are for.
I wonder, when will I get too old to buy new techno toys?