Yesterday morning I was getting in my car to go to my appointment with the chiropractor. As I backed out of my carport, I forgot about the back pole and scraped that side of my car and dented it. So that wasn’t a positive way to start the day.
My 2006 Pathfinder drives great and has 56,000 miles on it, but does not look so good anymore.
Then I got home and had to start the many phone calls regarding Medicare. Which for me begins today. Prescriptions, auto-pay (funny, the auto-correct wrote “autopsy”), etc.
It took all afternoon. After which my brain was like scrambled eggs. A car somewhere was honking on and on and on. (We’re mostly old folks here; this kind of thing is normal).
During the many conversations about Medicare Ivy puked in the beige chair. Then again on the new carpet.
Ivy very rarely throws up. Maybe she sensed my aggravation with all the phone calls.
Supply Chain Problem:
I didn’t get a new toilet because no one seems to be able to get them in. You know, that old supply chain problem everyone is running into these days.
Kendra went to Lowes and called to ask me to measure how many inches this was and how many inches that was.
And it boggled my brain because I don’t know what all those things at the bottom of a toilet are technically called. So she had to come to measure it herself.
It doesn’t matter at this point anyway. I told her to take that off her very long list of things to do because she’s had one nightmare of a weekend and I didn’t want to add to it.
So for now I have the plastic thing you put on the toilet. A rather small inconvenience. Maybe tall toilets will at some point be stocked in stores again.
Kendra May Lose Her Best Worker:
After two nightmarish days Kendra had this past weekend, added to the other things was that her best worker, who’s been with her through all her flips, had a motorcycle accident. And he wasn’t wearing a helmet.
He’s lucky to be alive and may never work again. He’s 70 and has no medical insurance. (Perhaps he doesn’t have Medicare for some reason?)
Then yesterday morning she emailed me and said someone had broken into her house Sunday night and stolen a bunch of things. I’m assuming it’s the house she’s working on.
So that was her weekend. Four biggies that would have set my hair on fire. Oh, right, I shave my hair.
This morning when Kendra emailed me she said that the bank screwed up her construction loan and gave her an incorrect balance. So now she doesn’t have enough money to finish remodeling her house.
The house isn’t at all livable yet.
She’s $20,000 short and looking into selling one of her rental properties. Never a dull day with that girl.
My life is pretty boring but hers never is for some reason.
Things On My Former Patio:
Kendra went to my old apartment over the weekend to see if I left anything on the patio that she might want. I took the lock off the gate before I left.
Marley, her 13-year-old daughter, fell in love with the big piece of driftwood I left behind.
So Kendra had to lug that piece of driftwood to her SUV parked in the alley, along with all the rocks Marley just had to have that I left behind. (Seems she’s very much like her grandmother and loves rocks and driftwood).
I got virtually nothing accomplished yesterday aside from putting a stack of dish towels in a drawer.
Teri accidentally broke one of my red and white transferware pieces last week. It was a sugar dish.
She was very upset but I told her I break things constantly and not to worry about it. I mean, it really was no problem.
New Red & White Transferware Piece:
However, she ordered the piece you see in the photos. I actually like it better than the sugar dish. Is it also a sugar dish?
Then this morning I’ve been on the phone once again trying to get Medicare set up. Oh my. I had no idea how complicated everything is.
The woman at Humana, which is my drug card company, told me that my Medicare does not start until later in the month, on my birthday.
I told her that’s not what I was told by a number of people. She said: “Well, they change things all the time.”
I asked her to please look again. Oops. I was right.
Changing Pharmacies Due To Medicare:
Then I’m changing pharmacies. Two of my medications, the ones for post-menopausal women, are either not covered or are very expensive. No matter what pharmacy you use.
I have to go to Genscripts to get one of them. But they don’t carry the other one.
So I will have to pay $271 for 30 days for the other one until I reach the deductible, which is less than $500. Then I will pay less than $50 for a 30 day supply after that.
My other medications are being sent via mail.
Storm Apparently Coming:
Kendra just emailed that a storm is coming and to get my prescriptions and food straightened out for the next few days. So I hope my physician gets two prescriptions called into the new pharmacy so I can pick them up.
It seems there is always something I have to deal with that puts off straightening up this place and getting things arranged and in order.
Hopefully starting today I can get more done in my apartment to show you. Fingers crossed.