Good morning! Looks like our cars are all on the same schedule. I had my oil changed Saturday. Yesterday evening, I took donations to church, went to pet food store to see about adoption event, and handled the bills and budget. Like Harmony, I have a hot water heater on my HD card. If I pay by 11/11, there is no interest. I am, of course, broke again. Fortunately, there will be a payday before my trip. What I did not do: library returns and home emails. It was a good thing I skipped the library, I have decided to stop reading the book I started and not watch two videos I checked out. As they are due today, it made more sense to return on the way from work.
Ugly traffic from an accident made us all 15 minutes late to work. Since I carpool with my boss, I can't sneak in. However, it also means I have no trouble convincing him why I was late. The daily loads have failed on both production and development, so I set them to rights and sent proper notification. I have a phone call with my homeowner's insurance people at 3, must not forget.
Normally, I have DD16 on Tuesday evening, but she is leaving for Alabama tomorrow and may have stuff to get done. Her dad is taking her to the local amusement park today. He hates that because of the heat. But I am still medically restricted so if she wants to ride with someone, he is it. I did buy her a season pass, like always, so at least he will only pay for himself.
I keep getting calls from my friend who moved about where stuff is. I have no idea. When you live in a hoarding house and have to move in a hurry and spend more time trying to get money for your junk than packing it, when you do finally pack, it is a hurried fiasco. Some things are just plain missing. We tried to be organized, but toward the end, we had to start chucking things anywhere. Also, if you use trash bags for both packing and trash, they sometimes get mixed up. It's not personal that she found most of her underclothing in a trash bag, it was a mistake. She did not pack her meds separately, so some are missing. They have no street value, so they are misplaced not stolen. None of us felt like moving jugs of water, so I am sure those were dumped out. Of course, a few of them were "special" (unlabelled naturally). I knew which were the "special" ones, but the movers likely did not. She won't drink tap water. Apparently this friend cannot put things in cabinets until they are lined with wallpaper. (If I were a landlord, I would never allow shelf liner. It gets frayed and when you remove it, you have horrible stickiness to contend with.) I tried to convince her that washing shelves, with bleach if necessary, would do, but it has to be the wallpaper rolls that were on the floor of the LR for a year. I suspect that rolls of paper, especially since they were green, were put with the Christmas wrap. My friend is quite annoyed, but we did the best we could given the time and circumstances. Makes me want to do a massive purge of all my junk, hence the closet cleanup and the donation dropoff.
CathyS and I are really glad to be quit of our exes. I have the best roommate ever now. No complaints, no nagging, no constant requests for better "communication" where that term is defined as how to make his wishes clear and get me to comply. My new roommate is ME!