Ohs Hit

This morning, while swimming, I was reviewing life issues when it dawned on me that I have not received anything from my new Advantage Plan insurer. Well, digitally, I have and I did expressly request all digital communications but they promised to send me a physical card. I only have 9 weeks before I need it. :) BUT, mainly, I don't want it to slip through the cracks.

Then I come home and log into email and see the one from the post office that lists any postal mail I will get today. THREE pieces of mail from Devoted🎶. I'm guessing one with the card. One telling me they sent the card and probably the third one tells me I signed up for digital communications. In any event, I can move that off the list.

Joan, who lives next door, is 93 and fairly frail and really annoying. She is a nosy busy body who never ever ever stops talking. She knows everything and will tell you. And she's a chronic complainer. Yesterday, Bonny and I were puzzling when she rode by (in her electric chair) and asked if one of us could come replace the battery in her scale. So when we finished puzzling, I went in to swap out the battery. And she just prattled on and on and on and finally got around to complaining about John's care givers. I looked at her and allowed as how that shouldn't be an issue any more since she (the giver) was no longer needed. "Oh, said Joan, did they swap people again??" "No, Joan, John died yesterday." "He did???!!!!" Fuck, we forgot to tell Joan. I ran into Bonny when I left Joan's and told her Fuck, we forgot to tell Joan. We both got a bit of a giggle because Joan is such a know it all and for once, on this - a big ticket item for a 93 year old - she didn't know. We both thought she was there in the elbow when Noelle told us all. So then we made sure everyone else on the hallway knew. Drama. Drama.

I did spend some quality time with my glove compartment yesterday. Cleaned it out, organized the essentials and rehooked up EchoAuto.

Today is mostly usual - nothing big going on that I know about... yet.

I have 8 minutes and then I need to get the clean laundry out of the machine and put it all away before it wrinkles. But, no worries, I'll be back.

Biggie is really into mischief this morning. He attacked my sweater in the closet. He pulled the bath towel off the wrack. He pushed all the stuff off the shelf under the coffee table. He's trying to send me a message. I'm getting it loud and clear. I do hope he's now tired himself out.

I have two new knitting projects started. Ooops 8 mins are up. BRB

Ok. I struck a deal with Biggie. If he would let me have the clothes that needed to not wrinkle, I'd let him have a nice, warm pile of underwear and pj's that can wrinkle all he wants. Win win. Everything except his pile is now put away.

I organized a bunch of non-yarn knitting and crochet stuff yesterday and pulled out an old label printer to label a bunch of little drawers. I bought this cheap, no longer made, label maker in 2021 and used it to print a bunch of stuff then and have not used it since. So many miracles happened. 1. I found it. 2. I found the extra rolls of labels. 3. I found the phone app that runs it and 4. - this is the biggie - the battery was still charged!!! It had enough juice in it to print out a bunch of labels over about 2 hours. Exactly what I needed. Amazing.

Oh back to my new projects. One is a vest out of giant yarn on size 11 needles. It works up very quickly which is good because it kills my elbow and fingers. But the yarn is nice and soft and the vest will be good to have.

And then I also decided to make a pair of gloves. I figured out how to make them so I can pop out my pointer finger and thumb when I need to operate the phone. And I can use the delicious merino wool yarn that I don't really have enough of to do much else. But this yarn is tiny and the needle size is 2.

The contrast between the two projects is ridiculous. But, the gloves won't hurt my elbows.

Today I'd like to go down to the car and pull all the shit out of the glove box and toss it, bring it up here, or sort it so that I can get to what I need when I open it while driving.

I am enjoying how much Milwaukee is enjoying the World Series. I actually watched last night's game. Next up isn't until tomorrow in Florida so that should put a spin on the whole thing.

Yesterday, in elbow coffee, we were all sitting around chatting when Noelle got up and left. She did not go towards her apartment and it was weird that she would leave her husband there alone. David is very frail and only about 1/4th with it but does love to sit and listen to us all chatter on. Anyway Noelle never came back. David's daughter, who comes for lunch on Saturdays, turned up and took him out to lunch. Finally while we were putting stuff away, Noelle appeared. Apparently the care worker in John and Hazel's apartment had popped her head out and caught Noelle's eye and motioned for her to come. John had finally died. Hazel has a hard road ahead. They were married for more than 65 years. She's never lived alone and she cannot see except a tiny pinhole even with a very strong magnifying glass. She has no telephone she can use. Fortunately, she has a son who lives nearby and can make decisions. But, it's not going to be easy for her.

I asked Gemini how to get my amazon orders out of the SHOP app and I got a string of options. NONE of them would have gotten me what I wanted. So I went to Muse. Muse was on it like white on rice. Now I never have to go into that stupid SHOP app again. Nice.