Monday September 26 2022

Good morning.

Joe, hope you have a good day.  That's a long time for packing.  Moving is always a pain though.  

Stars, sorry to hear about another fall from your husband.  That has to be stressful.

My niece whom just spent a couple of days with my parents says mom's dementia is really bad and hard on my sister and father.  As long as my sister is there I guess she can stay at home but it's a challenge I'm sure.  

The hurricane track moved east and it's hitting too close to home so I guess I'd best get ready.  We've been put under a "hurricane watch" and a "storm surge warning".   

The storm, my parents and other worries caused my insomnia and anxiety to kick in and I had to get up at 4AM and clean house.  Went back to bed around 6AM and must have fallen asleep for an hour. 

Taking the dogs to the vet for their routine check up.  I was supposed to get some poop but didn't.  

Got Nannie up at 9:30, and she had time to get her 'ablutions' taken care of. She has had her breakfast and is resting with her eyes closed; we don't have to leave for another 30 minutes. I wonder how long it'll take to shear off those monstrous , grody nails? I'm hoping to be able to sit in the waiting room instead of standing by her, whilst the 'attack' takes place. I think we'll just go over and back, pick up her Subway sandwich on the way home, and call it a day...for her, anyway. I do have a few things to pick up in the store, as always.

Can sleep in tomorrow, thank goodness. Wednesday is my day for my eye exam and NEW GLASSES! YEAH and w00t! Putting it on my Care Credit card, which currently has a zero balance.

Thursday will be quiet (I hope) and then Friday hubby sees the Gut Doc. THAT ought to be interesting.

Joe, Gads, I hate packing for a move, even if it isn't my stuff. The funniest time I had, helping a petite friend pack to move, and I had her closet to dismantle. I broke into hysterical laughter when I packed her shoes. She had these little, itty-bitty strapped sandals...wears a size 4, and I held one of them up against my size 10 'chit'-kicker boots (the 'c' should be replaced with an 's') and it just slayed me. She came in from where she was packing and asked me "What's so funny?" I couldn't help myself, the difference in footwear was so silly to me!

Tweety, Sympathies about your mom's dementia.// I hope the hurricane veers off and doesn't affect your area too badly. I know I told you I was in Sarasota for the big storm in 1993; there was constant wind, lightning and thunder, and it was quite scary. The next day we went to the beach...they didn't open it until the wind had gone down to 70 mph, but standing at a tilt in that kind of wind was pretty interesting as I'd never had the experience before. I saw a little girl run out to her father and thought for a minute the wind would pick her up and take her, but her dad got to her first! // It's not funny, but I had to laugh because one time when I was furious with hubby (before he started drinking)  he came out to the kitchen at 3 AM, saying ,"WHAT are you DOING???" I was washing and waxing the floor, to help decrease my anger-energy! But it worked, and I went back to bed and could sleep then.

Okay. time to get Nannie out to the car for this morning's fun and games.

Tweety, I sure hope that storm doesn't hit where you are. 

Stars, I hope that Nannie's day at the podiatrist was uneventful. 

Joe, positive thoughts for a good work day. I would think J's symptoms are probably a reaction to the Covid booster. 

I got my flu shot Thursday and haven't noticed any reaction. I did have a few minutes at the wildlife rehab yesterday that I felt a little off, and a tad like I had a little fever, but it passed. I fed baby squirrels and have to admit I find that satisfying. Even though they're having a little outbreak of diarrhea. Only one of the ones I fed  seemed to be having that problem. 

Things are still moving slowly with stepson. He's still at the facility with plans to discharge tomorrow. His bio mom is not going to bend over backwards to get a release signed for the attorney so I don't know if that means he can't file the petition until he gets her paperwork. Stepdaughter says that's the last thing they're waiting on. Stepson called me Saturday and apologized for any texts that were hurtful, saying "I was drunk and high a lot" and still giving the same old excuses about his  behavior. I didn't engage, just let him talk. He says he wants to sell his house and use the money to pay off some debts and move to Chicago. I think he's still pretty delusional. I  had a good discussion with stepdaughter and niece last night. Niece has gone above and beyond to clean up his house and take care of  his pets. The attorney seems to get his wires crossed a lot. I'm hoping it all comes together, and hoping we're doing the right thing. I think so but those doubts do creep in.

It's 84 degrees, was 60 this morning. Nice. Maybe Fall has arrived.

Stay safe Tweety. 
I hope NoStars was able to avoid the toenail procedure (shudder). Feet are something that’s makes me squeamish.

Joe, packing is a lot of work. I hope your dad enjoys his new digs.

Diahah, reading about your day makes me tired! You’ve earned a rest. 
Annie, I hope things work out for grandson. 
Another mild day. I took my car to the car wash after leaving it parked on the street. Someone apparently dumped a chocolate milkshake or Blizzard on it. I was going to get the oil changed in our pickup, but couldn’t find either set of keys. I did pick up a package at REÍ that I ordered. And I tried to find replacement heads for my electric toothbrush. I had to come home and order them online. Not a very productive day. 

A coworker is in Oregon visiting her grandchildren and posted gas prices there over $5.00 a gallon.  They have come down here a bit.  I filled up today and it was "only" $3.29.  I buy regular unleaded but they were out of the the higher grades and half their pumps were closed.  People are filling up as it's part of hurricane plans to have a full tank of gas.

Ado, hope that stepson if discharged is okay.

Bowling is going on as scheduled tonight.   As of yet work hasn't activated the emergency team but will reassess tomorrow.  I think it's now a watching and waiting game with the storm and it's moving slooooowly.  That it's not coming our way isn't offered as a possibility but the hope is it stays off shore enough to not cause major havoc. My concern mainly is storm surge as I'm close to the water of Tampa Bay.  Best friend is across the street from the Gulf of Mexico but won't leave because of his cat and that he's on the third floor.  They already have a mandatory evacuation order.  He has hurricane proof windows.  He'll be okay but if there's a major flood will have to stay put.

Sorry, I guess I am a bit nervous about it all.  So I hope bowling can distract me.

I ended up sitting in the room while Nannie had her toenails "reduced". And do you know what? She did not jump, pull her feet back or squeal, and the person who cut her nails was a lot more aggressive than I ever was, yet not  peep from Nannie. $64 for the appt/ When I worked w/ a podiatrist back in 1994, it was $50 for the same thing. Toenails don't bother me. When I worked on one lady she asked me how I cut do toenails "all day", and I said it wasn't gross to me, but what IS gross to me are mouths, brushing teeth, etc. She said she was a dental hygienist, I told her she could keep her job, ick-ick-ick! She told me, "the same back at you!"

j22, While you are ordering your new toothbrush heads, do you suppose ?  you might order "replacement heads" for both Nannie and hubby? ?  (Asking for a friend ? )

Ado, I took care of some baby squirrels when I worked at the Museum in Nashville. My favorite squirrels are flying squirrels, but you don't see them very often even if they are living in trees around your house or yard. They have the SOFTEST fur! When I worked at the museum, I had a flying squirrel that lived in a large-ish (for such a small animal) cage in my office, and when I was at work, I let it out. It liked to get down in back of some books in the bookcase and nibbled the edges of the book-covers. Sometimes it would leap onto my shoulders and dive into my vest pocket. Sometimes it would run up and down my arm doing little (painless) nips and bites; it was so funny! 

I'm nervous for you, too, Tweety. Don't want to hear you've washed away or anything, so BE SAFE! The network news is on now and they are sounding the alarms and warnings about evacuations, And YIKES! They are saying that it is a slow mover and should be in the Tampa area on Thursday. Take extra care.

Which reminds me of when my step-uncle was 19, and he was known for having crashed several cars. Someone told him quite sternly that he should be more cautious. His reply: "Who could be more cautioner than I???" 

I told hubby last night that I was nervous for him and scared. He said, "Why?" Well DUH! I am nervous when he is wobbly and unsteady going up and down stairs, even getting up out of his chair, and has his ALMOST-falls, and the real falls. I'm scared that one of these times, his fall results are going to be more than skin tears and bruises. Think I'll casually ask him if he has any idea about WHEN he might start thinking about detoxing, and taking care of himself and his health. Not that I can say I am going to believe his answer. I can't help but wonder what the GI Dr. will impart to him about his condition(s,) but if several medical personnel have already told him he is killing himself, what else can be said to make an impression? // I reckon I'll find out on Friday.