She’s 63, will be 64 in May, but they’re telling her that she’s got a lot of hoops to jump through and a boat-load of paperwork that has to be filled out before they will even consider it
My ex-boyfriend used to live on a road that dead ended at Lake Hartwell. (They didn’t list it as a dead end because it technically led to a park beside the lake.) Several times, even in clear nights, we would hear cars go speeding past his house, followed by a loud splash! Thankfully, the lake was fairly shallow there, so there weren’t many actual injuries, but the tow truck drivers certainly made a good living off of it. I always said I would hate to see how bad it was in icy weather.
I know, I don’t check in often these days. The animals keep me in the move, along with Glenda’s appointments, since she can’t drive, anymore. She has a phone appointment with social security early next month to try to take early retirement. I’m hoping she will qualify. Trying to work around her treatments is taking a major toll on her. We still aren’t in the new house. Weather has caused multiple delays, but the project manager says we should be in by this weekend or early next week at the latest. Other than that, everything is going ok. I’ve still got a couple of kitties with colds/respiratory infections, but so far we haven’t had any more bad reactions to the medicine. Maddie and Peta go in early March for their neuter and spay.
It’s 22F in upstate South Carolina at the moment. (Not quite 6am.) My middle sister just texted to let me know that our street is a solid sheet of ice. I’m going to try to convince Glenda to call out of work today. They’re on atwo hour delay, so they’re not opening until 9:30, but we’re not supposed to get above freezing until 4:00 – when she gets off! Plus, I would have to make multiple trips in this mess to take her and pick her back up – if I can get down my driveway! (My boss used to come pick me up in bad weather when I worked security. He always swore my driveway was the most dangerous part of the entire trip.)
It was just a derivative of amoxicillin (I’m not sure how to spell it.) We’ve given kittens the same basic medicine for years for repository infections. This is the first time we’ve had any problems.
I live in South Carolina, so it’s nowhere near as cold here as it is other places. That said, I knew a guy in college who never wore anything but shorts and t-shirts and was always barefoot, even in the snow and ice. (His feet and legs were deformed from a birth defect that was never corrected, so shoes were uncomfortable for him.) He always walked to all of his classes, no matter what the weather was like , even if one of us stopped to offer him a ride. When we asked, he said he had been dressing like that his entire life and that was the only way he was comfortable.
We eat maccaroni and cheese with either bits of diced ham or some canned tuna and peas with pearl onions and mushrooms mixed in if my sister is making it as a main dish. If I make supper when she wants maccaroni and cheese, I usually put leftover pulled pork or chicken and a combination of broccoli and cauliflower in it. With just the two of us, it’s an easy all in one meal without too many leftovers.
I told Glenda, I’ve always hated dealing with FedEx – other than the freight division, they’re much easier to deal with than UPS, and I always had a good working relationship with them – but Moe and Dave are really good guys. Dave drives for the express division, but he was still trying to figure out who was delivering in my area, hoping that he could intercept them and get the package to us yesterday. Moe isn’t even delivering in our county, anymore, since he got a route closer to home, but he was the one offering to get it after closing if I needed him to. I don’t miss working in that company, but I do miss the interactions with some of the drivers.
With Ora Zella, the goal is pretty much just “chaos.” She manages at least part of the desired result either way.