So much has happened in the past unspecified time period, the only way I'll catch up LJ is if a mosquito bites me, gets stuck in pine sap, and an archaeologist clones me from the blood in his belly. "What," you wonder, "could possibly have happened to such a boring old fart?"
Let me tell you. No, engage Princess Bride Mode and let me sum up; there is too much.
1. Computers. I've been through several. Three Dells and a Chromebook. The only working Dell is a very small laptop/tablet with detachable keyboard. I mainly use it to play solitaire, but that will change after I install Microsoft Office on it. My go-to computer is the Chrome Laptop. It runs on Chrome-OS, I don't have a Windows emulator, it is how I connect to the net. It is, of course, a pain in the arse.
2. Cars. I had an accident in June and totaled the Taurus. Geico paid it off. Jen Garsdotter drove me about searching for a replacement in the $5,000 range. $5K used cars all suck. At the last place, a Ford dealership, they pulled a classic bait and switch
- the car listed in CarFax (or maybe CarMax?) was having its dead battery changed. Then it turned out not to have a working transmission. The salesman (can you anticipate?) asked, "Are you just trying to keep your payments down? Because with rebates and so forth, I think I can put you in a Brand New Car
." And so he did. Of course, the payments crept up, because salesman. I now own a Fiesta. This is not a bad thing. It is just that I recognized all the sales ploys as they happened and still went along with them. Do my hook scars show?
3. Health. I had an appointment in June, which I drove to in my Brand New Car
," which isn't relevant, just convenient. According to my blood work, my Potassium level is too high, my blood count is too low. I need to stop consuming potassium and drink lots and lots of water... but not too much because of the congestive heart failure thing. A followup test showed improvement, but still high or low as previously noted. It goes without saying that I need to adjust my diet and exercise. Again. Or still. While typing this post, the medical center called. A nurse confirmed the results (which I had viewed on-line) and now I have an appointment for next Monday, the 15th.
4. Social Security. I've finally
applied for it, and they put me off (after waiting in their office over five hours) to a phone appointment next week. I don't have an exact number for my expected payout, but it should let me reduce my outstanding debt.
5. Jen Garsdotter's Mom-mobile (a VW Routan SUV) is in the shop for around $3K worth of engine work. She can't afford $3K worth of engine work. I agreed to co-sign a loan request, because she has no credit. She doesn't owe anybody anything, which means no established credit. My credit is now tied up in a new car and a dead computer, so they said "No!" We're using my credit card, instead.
6. Work. I'm still working. They have reorganized again
, so without changing the Power Plant I work in, I have worked for Sussex I State Prison, Sussex II State Prison, the Environmental Services Unit, and now the Infrastructure and Environmental Management Unit. The boss has been promoted to a higher management position in IEMU, and a replacement has been hired, who will start around the 22nd. We haven't met him yet. In the meantime, the old boss is going out for back surgery, probably for many months. A co-worker is going out for surgery as well, so things are about to tighten up. If it gets too tight, I'll retire.
7. There is no seven.
8. Diet. When the previous Dell self-destructed, it took my diet database with it. I'll have the tiny laptop loaded with Office 2016 or Office 2019 real soon now, which will permit the resurrection of that. I had no idea how dependent I was on the tracking/planning software for managing the diet. I'm back up to 279 pounds as of this morning. This instant, I've finished an Atkins Dark Chocolate Royale shake. I have a pot roast with potatoes, carrots, onions, celery, and too much salt in the crock pot, due out around ten tonight, ergo not part of today's menu. I suspect that if there is room in the pot, I will add canned (no salt added) green beans/peas/corn. Maybe not peas or corn - plenty of starch from the potatoes. Some time today, there will be a GarMuffin - egg, cheese, Canadian Bacon on an English Muffin. Dessert will be a Snickers Ice Cream Bar. Or not.
9. De-cluttering. I have collections, or possibly obsessions.
- There has to be a post or several about my flashlights, which totaled over 150 at its peak. Most of them are the 9-LED type with three AAA batteries.
- I know there are photographs of my key rings and D-rings (Carabiner's hooks) and those S-shaped "S-Biner" hooks (also called "double-gated carabiner hooks).
- Thumb drives. I have twenty or so, varying in size from 256 Mb to 1 Tb. There's also a pair of USB external hard drives.
- Fountains. Battery and/or converter operated, the kind with LED lights and a constant pump-driven waterfall effect. There are four, down from six. None are plugged in, all are drained. A man with diabetes, taking a diuretic, does not need help with the sound of running water to make him run to the bathroom.
- Plastic Storage Containers. Rubbermaid, Ziploc, Glad, generic. I haven't counted them, lately, and I've stopped adding new ones. I don't feel at all bad about the ones actually in use, and I have a book case with over thirty containers. They keep out rodents and bugs and organize my cans of vegetables. But then there are the cupboards full of empties. I now toss the ones that held chili or spaghetti and are permanently stained red. I've given many to the dotter.
- Writing utensils. Sixty Bic pens in various styles, two dozen non-Bic, yellow highlighters, a fist full of Sharpies, and a dozen dry erase markers - I have less than 2 square feet of dry erase board surface to write on.
- Scissors. There are four pairs hanging on the magnetic strip behind the crock pot, two more in my portable filing cabinet(s), two more hanging in the bathroom, and two more in the medicine cabinet.
- Tape measures. One on the magnetic strip (12'). Six on key rings (3'). Four in tool boxes (longer). A cloth one in a kitchen drawer. There are rulers and yardsticks, also.
- Scales. I have three scales for weighing food and the like. The small scales, my daughter laughs at and asks why I need to weigh drugs. See? Life weighs a find.
This part was titled "de-cluttering." This is the clutter I still have
after throwing away piles