Memories of my challenging life-good, bad, and whatever, lol

I am supposed to get my washing machine fixed today. When we moved and got into the house, I wanted to call a plumber to do the hook up and check the pipes. I was over written by both my husband and son. Will spare you those details.

At one point, my son, saying he would handle it as I became more and more upset at being ignored, said he was doing me a favor by helping me move. The final straw and I blew. After all I‘ve done for him for all these years, especially financial support.

After running ourselves ragged during his heart medical problem, he’s doing me a favor? Ugh. Anyway, they hooked the machines up, told me to do laundry. The washer was broke during the move. The laundry room and kitchen flooded, the new floors have to be replaced.

The insurance company is taking its time. Some favor.
 

Washing machine fixed. Plumber coming Thursday to replace the drain pipe and put a drain in the laundry room, they have to break into the foundation estimated cost 5000 dollars. Might as well have them fix the clog in the kitchen drain. Already spent 3000 on plumbing on this house.

Amazon says they will delivery my toilet paper today-down to one roll. I hope it shows up, it’s only one package. Need to get some more dog food if possible otherwise hope they like pasta.
 
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TOILET PAPER thank you amazon!

Have a couple of weeks of TP at least, (there were 3 pkgs), was also able to get two bags of dog food today, 5 pounds of ground beef, bread, 4 cans carrots and tomatoes, as the local small store restocks. I suspect they hoard the toilet paper for regular customers as there was none and they said they had none.

Plenty of bread was delivered. They are a butcher, as well, and I discovered at the end of the day they would sell 5 pounds of ground beef. All other meats were sold out, but my tummy can’t process steak anyway.

Plumber coming Thursday, ugh, it will take forever to pay the credit card off. Set up auto pay for the house payment. Now everything is auto pay. No one is sick in the family yet. Husband set up the dog run we bought for our new puppies.

Henry is a 3 month old 25% border collie 75% poodle. I bought him to play with Koda. I thought we’d have to put Koda to sleep but a rescue that specializes in sick dogs took him. Then we bought a 5 month old we named Aussie. 50% border collie 50% poodle.

The boys love each other to death and get along great. Aussie was owned by a woman in Arizona who gave him to her brother here. The family decided he was too “wild” and put him up for sale. He’s great, he just needed a playmate. While training them is delayed due to the virus, they are learning sit and wait.

I love puppies.
 

I don’t know which is more exciting-the earthquake or getting TOILET PAPER this morning. Oh, wait, getting toilet paper, lol. Aftershocks are still coming
 
Well, the end to a long day and hopefully I can get some sleep. I called Costco about my TP order, turns out the gave my stuff to someone else and sent me an email canceling my order. Amazon also canceled 3 of my orders for TP.

Good thing I made my husband get up and go with me to the store. While we waited in line to get into the store, another husband started complaining and his wife, lol, told him to shut up and stand there. It had just rained, the wind was blowing, and we oldies were all cold and frustrated.

One older woman pushed ahead of the line and tried to force herself into the store when they opened the door for an employee. She had a mask on, gloves, and seemed a little crazed. We all just let her shove ahead. Don‘t know what she was after, hope she got it.

We all got TP. Will have to keep up on going to this store to try and maintain a supply. My son‘s group home will need some TP as well. They seemed unable to get it even during normal times.

Emailed my doctor about the two meds I needed and she replied she had sent them. Walgreens had one, but, of course, didn’t have the prednisone. Sigh. Without that med, I die. Lovely. Just sent the doctor another email, asking her to resent the scrip.

Called my relatives in Seattle, all are well. My son lost a lot of his collection of glassware in the quake so he’s a bit sad. But I told him look at it this way, his girlfriend wanted him to move in when he was sick, but didn’t like his stuff. Now it’s a non issue. Lol.

The puppies were really upset by the 4.6 aftershock. They have finally settled in for the night and stopped whining. A neighbor came over introduced herself and commented that her dog has yet to settle down. I have already meet her son and am not happy with these people.

Yesterday the son, who checks on his older in-laws, told me he took the day off to go over to the school and get the free food that they had set out. Cause “you know they put out the food for the kids and no ones there. It’s just setting on tables. Go get some.” I replied “I don’t have kids.”

Then this older woman says how she has a whole room in her house full of supplies. But they felt the need to “steal” food meant for the poor children of our community. This guy took a sack for him and one for his parents. And they have lots of TP. Sigh.

Yet another neighbor, when I mentioned we were almost out of TP, offered us a couple of rolls. But now I have some. Its amazing how different people react in these situations. Oh well, tomorrow is another day.
 
When this is all over, I will need serious long term therapy for toilet paper anxiety. I now have TP and the panic buying seems over and stores are restocking. TP purchases, eggs, butter, and water are limited but you are able to get these items now.

I hope at some time my daughter can get bananas in Texas. When I saw TP on the shelves I called my son to see if he needed to come get some, nope-he was good. Oh, I see. I was down to one roll, but he was good. He just didn’t want to share.

Same with my granddaughter who works in a large chain grocery and couldn’t get us any. Hmm. Yup, I am for sure going to need therapy. As for being on call with a checkbook anymore, I think I’ve finally learned a lesson from this.
 
Couldn’t get my steps in today. Wind, cold, rain, and a couple aftershocks kept me from walking to the local store. Husband drove instead, got hamburger, fresh lettuce and couple tomatoes. Had hamburgers for lunch, yummy. Half cheeseburger for dinner.

He decided to wait till Saturday to take food to the group home. Trying to get some frozen orange chicken which they love. Go to smiths tomorrow and see if they have any. Talked to sister in law in Seattle. They are fine. Staying in and getting groceries delivered. How nice.

I am not in the groceries delivered income bracket, lol. She said she didn‘t get the types of meat that she ordered. Both our neighborhood grocery stores, which are right next to each other, have butchers.

Plenty of ground beef and other meats. But “whole” meats are too difficult for me to digest. Her son, daughter in law, and their daughters are all home and well. They live in Seattle and she reminds me how the virus is there, as if I am not informed. Sigh.

Oh, well, I listen nicely. I will ignore the veiled insults. I wish them the best. They never call me, never. If I die, it will be years before they know. I imagine the conversation-haven’t heard from Aneeda in a few years, wonder if she died? Lol.
 
Up early to get the senior hour at the grocery, stood in line, in the rain, got TP, water, and off to the next store. Got orange chicken, fried rice, and potatoes for the group home, third store another fried rice. Fourth store, ground beef and manwich for the group home.

Next drug store, they finally had my prescription. Home again, pack up a variety of canned goods, the orange chicken, ground beef, manwich, fried rice etc trek over to the group home and deliver the food.

Store five, sister in law needs wipes but thinks she can buy them on line. Lol. Store five has baby wipes, YAY, bought the limit and will mail them to sister in law. Home again, check on and meet the older woman across the street, give her eggs. Offer TP.

Next is the Comcast store. Our wireless box doesn’t work. Pack it up, take it down. Three employees stand outside. Only one person in the store at a time. The wipe the box down, tell my husband to follow the red lines, and stop in the red box which is six feet from the counter.

The box is returned. The clerk brings the new one, sets it on the counter, walks behind the counter, and tells my husband to get the box. He does, leaves store. LOL. What do they do when they have to buy groceries, get gas, pick up their mail. Silly.

We go back home. No more shopping till Monday. Rinse, repeat. I’m tired. Never shopped so much in my life.
 
The rain has stopped for today only and husband is working in the yard. It is supposed to snow next week, oh, joy. Tomorrow the plumbers are out again. It’s Saturday, I want to take J out to lunch, as usual, I want to go to a movie; but I want the yard done as well.

Whose to say we wouldn’t have stayed home anyway. The study is pretty clear of boxes now, the new bookcase from Ikea is put together, and now I can get the study done. Be still my heart, lol. I wish IKEA was still open though. I still had some pieces to buy.

But they will be there when I reopens. There are about 112 cases in Utah.
 
My husband got the fence line completed, yay. We re-fenced this area after the tree was removed, but the ground is very uneven so the dogs could get under the fencing. We had a lot of dog pen fencing which we had given to our son, and he gave it back.

We took this fencing, dug a shallow trench against the new fence, and put this fencing up. Thus filling all the gaps underneath the new fence. It’s all the same color so it looks fine. Next we will get some landscape timbers and line against the fencing to make a garden.

First we have to smooth out the yard. We bought a tiller. Yards require so much work, and I’ve always done the work in the past but no longer able so now he must. Lol, he’s the one that wanted the dang house. I’ll eventually put a flower garden along this side.

J called and said his roommate was driving him crazy. Picked J up and brought him over, he planned to stay the day. I think he just wanted pizza for lunch as he talked his dad into buying it. Also I’m sure he’s bored to tears. He usually goes to sheltered workshop.

He is high risk so he has to stay home. He also goes to work at a restaurant three times a week. He wraps the silverware in napkins and puts the butter in cups. We call him buttercup now. Lol. The restaurant is closed. He stays home with a staff member.

Brought him to the house, and since his dad was working outside all day, he laid in his dads bed and watched tv all day. First time he saw Aussie, 50% border collie 50% poodle and Henry, 25% border collie, 75% poodle. Henry threw up this morning and is on crate rest.

A very uneventful day. J is staying for dinner then going home.
 
I have discovered that while I never bought quilted northern toilet paper in the past, and will never buy it once things return to normal, sigh, I will buy it now-as often as I can. Embrace the quilt! Got my ration of TP today.

Its funny, Smiths only lets 25 shoppers in the store at one time and you must stand in line and wait till your section is let in. It‘s still quite cold here, rainy, and it’s supposed to snow next week. Us seniors will die of the flu, pneumonia, or something besides the virus while trying to score our TP.

We passed up the smith’s, the line was too long and it was too cold. We went to another chain store which lets whoever in, no lines, no quota. They had their TP under lock and key in the office along with the distilled water. Hmm.

Since we can’t leave tomorrow, plumbing repairs will take all day, we had to go out today. Just went to a couple stores, TP, water, distilled water. Bought some fried chicken. You’d think it was the last fried chicken my husband would ever see and he acted like a jerk about it.

I told him to eat all of it, and the salad, and whatever else we had he felt he couldn’t live without. It’s not the first time he’s behaved this way, won’t be the last; but it drives me crazy. I had a hot dog. I actually could eat hot dogs three times a day, every day for a month or more.

He swears he doesn’t have food issues, but he does-big time. Six months ago I told him I was going to have a bowl of his Frosted Flakes. (Don’t dare touch “his” food without telling him.) I rarely eat cereal, but every now and then. Anyway poured myself a bowl.

He gets up, walks over, and says, “You know, you could buy your own box of cereal.” Seriously? I pour the cereal back into the box and walk away. Yup, he doesn’t have food issues. Lol. In this new house we each have our own cupboard with his and her food.

My cubby has cream of wheat, prunes, raisins, and my laxative. Stuff he’d never eat. His has, yup, 3/4 types of sweetened cereal. LOL.
 
So the house flippers put the new laminate flooring over a moldy older floor in the small laundry room. Sigh. Eventually we will have to have that whole floor replaced. For now he has torn up a portion of it and is jackhammering up the slab in order to put a drain in.

It was very wet underneath from when the washer floodEd that room which was about three weeks ago. Insurance company still hasn’t gotten the guys to come measure the damaged areas. The kitchen was partially flooded as well.

If the insurance ever responds, we will at least get some money. Entire kitchen floor has to be replaced. Life in an old house-so wonderful.

My husband may lose his job due to the virus, as well. A decision will be made sometime this week I believe. Still having quite strong aftershocks from the earthquake. Yesterday’s aftershock was 4.1. Lovely.
 
It’s bad enough I have to deal with earthquakes, aftershocks, rain, hail, thunderstorm, expected snow, two puppies, and my husband; but God save me from plumbers.

Therapist called canceled PT, wonderful cause I didn’t want to go anyway. Then I called and canceled my appointment with my Ortho, didn’t feel like going. Plumber was here all day, stress ate, all day. I know better. My stomach is killing me.

Sigh.
 
The first time with the plumber we replaced the garbage disposal with was broke and leaking. I wonder why the home inspection did not show this, guess the inspector didn’t look. He also put shut offs on the lines to the dishwasher and refrigerator ice maker. My husband had to have the ice maker hooked up. It costs 828.00 for that service-a line that ran maybe 3 feet.

I hope he chokes on the ice. 497 for the garbage disposal and about fifty dollars to put in the line for the gas stove because the hot water heater is on the other side of the wall, all total about 1800.00.

Garbage disposal didn’t sound right from the beginning but what do I know? New plumber says it broken. Plus the drain plugged, sigh, old plumber must have known this. Gas line, which was just a small piece, was the wrong one so the stove sticks out.

Called the old plumber, yup I’m upset, they sent a different guy out. They will replace the garbage disposal and the gas line. Cause we have nothing better to do than sit around dealing with plumbers. This company quoted 5500 to fix the laundry room drain and install a floor drain.

New plumbing company replaced the laundry room drain, installed a floor drain, replaced the pipes under the sink, and cleaned both drains to the sewer line. Cost 2000.00. Obviously got “taken” by the first company and will never use them again.

The company we use for our electrical work has a plumber. We’ve used this company for years. Their electrician is great. We used their plumber to change out a toilet, he did it wrong, flooded the upstairs bathroom, and my downstairs bedroom. Sigh.

Fixing the laundry room entailed cutting out a large section of the new laminated flooring and replacing the pipes caused a large section of the wall to be removed. He also ended up putting a hole in the other wall behind the piece of wall he took out.

There was mold under the flooring, already, because the washer flooded. All of this has to be fixed. This job has to be put off. The credit card has to be paid down a bit, well, a lot, to make room for repairs to the HVAC system. Ugh. Old houses.

Plumber found more work that needs to be done. Electrician found more work that needs to be done. We still have to add insulation in the attic, there is none and replace the roof. I will die before this house is actually livable, but, hey, it’s the house my husband wanted.
 
Hopefully it is fixed, but seems good now. Now I have to go around and wipe everything the plumbers touched, sigh, what’s with men that they have to touch or lean on everything. Now I’m tired, lol.
 
After telling my husband Monday night that his work would stay open, Tuesday night they decided to close the building. He was given a few choices-use all his vacation time, take unpaid leave, work at another building they have when work was available, or work from home.

Of course, he is working from home. Son will come help him set up the computer and hopefully get him connected. I told him from now on he might as well work from home and not ever go back in. In normal times it requires a note from his doctor so he might have to tell them about the lung cancer which we have been trying to avoid doing.

Son came yesterday and removed more flooring from the laundry room so it would be even for the washer which is supposed to be hooked up today. What a mess, but cannot afford the remodel to fix it all so it will just stay that way for now.

There was already mold from the flooding and old mold from when it must have flooded before. Annoying.

Rained, then snowed a couple of inches-too dangerous to go shopping even without the virus, lol.

My daughter is sick. Granddaughter went to day care for the first time, came home sick, and now my daughter has pink eye, sinus infection, and an ear infection. I told her this won’t be the last time this happens. Granddaughter got RVS, had to go to ER, and get breathing treatments.

Daughter said they shut down their city today even though there are few cases. Both her and husband work from home but there daughter, who recently got a job, takes the bus to work. Don’t know how long that will last.

Oh, one of the cute young plumbers said he just asked his girlfriend’s father permission to date her before the shut downs started. (Traditional Hispanic family). Dad said yes, but now they can’t date cause there is no place to go. Aww.
 
The end to another day. I’ve pretty much stayed in for 6 days. My shoulder is killing me and I can’t get an ultrasound for several more weeks. Most elective stuff has been cancelled. Happy that my washer is working and did a lot of washing today.

Clean sheets are wonderful. Washed a couple of my blankets, got the towels done, and now my shoulder hurts a lot and I’m tired. Had to keep the pups in all day, snow, rain, and mud. Husband tracked mud all over but made him clean it up. Then he did it again. Sigh.

Made the egg salad, yummy. Otherwise sat and watched tv all day, colored in my books with my pencils, and that’s pretty much it. I‘ll stay home tomorrow, shop Friday, see J Saturday and rinse, repeat.
 
Last night, at 2am Henry had diarrhea in his crate. Ugh. His tail was covered in it. Gag. Dropped him into the bath tub and got him as clean as I could. He was very good about it, stayed put while I washed him down and grabbed a towel.

Today I’ll find the puppy shampoo, which we just bought and he will get a better cleaning and a comb out. The grooming stores are all closed. You’d think the dogs have the virus. It was totally my fault. Didn‘t get him out in time, but had taken him out at midnight. He usually doesn’t go till 4am again.

Mopped the floor yesterday, now have to redo. Sad. Giving the house a full cleaning, since when it’s husband turn, he skips a lot of areas. And he won’t dust. All that work and now I have to redo it. Plus wash walls, tails can sling a lot of poop.

Finally got husband to hang last set of curtains. Moved a bookcase to a better place. Husband worked at home last night so that is working out for him. Sent him off to the store this morning for stuff we are out of, I am staying home and babysitting the washer till I’m sure it’s really fixed.

Washing dog’s stuff.
 
Picture hanging day. YAY. The house turns into a home, the walls covered with pictures of my family.
 
Picked up J who is spending the day with us:

Mom why can’t I go to work?
Mom why can’t we eat out?
Mom why do I have to stay home?
Mom am I the only one who can’t eat out?
Mom why can’t I go to the store with dad?
Mom when will the virus be over?

Try explaining to a mentally retarded person why HIS world has changed. He can’t read, he can’t write, he can’t see his friends, his friends can’t visit him, he can’t go to work-his work is closed. Right before this happened his girlfriends parents got permission to take them out.

Now, they can’t see each other. Both have Down’s syndrome. Remember, it’s always harder for someone else. He will be fine, we will be fine, you will be fine.

As long as you have toilet paper and panda for lunch, LOL.
 
A very calm pleasant day. Got J, husband tried to order Panda on line on his phone but it didn’t go through for some reason. Then he took my iPad, tried again, and while the order went through he didn‘t get a confirmation number, so it still didn’t go through. Sad

By this time we all just wanted lunch-big macs to the rescue, lol. Yummy though. My son said we shouldn’t eat take out cause it increases the risk of getting the virus. My daughter says that’s silly, they had take out last night.

But it was good. J went home after lunch. I spent the rest of the day watching TV, and coloring with my colored pencils. Also on the forum. I am not playing my computer game as my shoulder hurts to much. But in another week or so I’m going to give it a try.

It hurts to color, but I can stop and rest my arm. Husband has to take the puppies in and out since I can’t use the leash for the older stronger puppy and why bother taking out the younger one when he can do both.

Snowed again today. Very cold. I’ve not gone shopping for a while. It hurts to wear a bra.
 
What a day yesterday. J called he needs bread, oatmeal, and a couple other things since we planned on shopping yesterday anyway, np. Then he calls again. Oh cheese. What kind of cheese. Both kinds. Sigh.

Conversations with J on the phone can be painful. Do you want shredded cheese? Yes, and American. K. Go shopping. And yay, Winco had wipes, one to a customers. Get everything need and go to the Winco on the other side of town.

They have wipes as well. Two to a customer, we get two of each kind. We are set, take the stuff to J, plus more canned goods that we had bought earlier. Go home and start working on the garden. Sigh. J calls at 5 in the evening. He is out of distilled water. Wait. Took him a new bottle three days ago.

He can’t possibly be out. As I question him on the phone he just gets more and more upset. Sigh. I call the director, and she has the nerve to tell me he probably did something with it. He’s been on the machine since he was 10 years old. Never had a problem 23 years and now, all of a sudden, one bottle disappears and the water is all gone from the other.

I have to hang up the phone before I explode. I do I tell her I am calling unified, I’m calling adult protection supervision, and I am 😤. Grab another bottle of distilled water, cause they aren’t going to go get him one, and take it to J.

Also steamed at him, he should have told me earlier he was out of water. I tell the aid to put the water in the locked room, and only staff is to touch it. The director has gotten hold of the social worker and they are also going to chart when they put it into the machine to see how much is used every day.

OMGosh. The machine takes a half gallon a month, always has, give me a break. When we get him on Saturday, we are going to take a picture of home much water is left in this bottle. We start to leave and J says he’s out of milk. Sigh. Of course.

We go to the gas station, get gas and MILK, take the milk to J. Go back home. Called son who convinces me not to call unified or adult protection supervision and see how the tracking goes. We will see.
 

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