There isn’t anything in store for the day. Feed Myka, wash the new tongs and a few forks. Sleep. There isn’t a whole lot expected of the day.
I need to put some thought into a thaw. I have shrimp, Popeye’s, and lasagne on my mind, all quick fix. (Well, maybe the shrimp is a little slow, but on the same level of labor.) I have tamales and hotdogs in the fridge, and I haven’t run out of potato salad or coconut cream pie. Easy going. But I have been wanting cajun, thanks to the boudin, so I’ll ponder what to thaw. Black beans and rice w/ham is an option.
I wrote a couple of reviews yesterday. I have a couple more to go. More will follow. There will be a total of nine this month, if the soldering gun gets here in August.
No chores this morning, other than feeding Myka, as always. 78°F, dew point 75°F.
The five items due today have left Humble, four arriving via Amazon, one via USPS. I have four items waiting to be reviewed.
Waiting for the Sunday Ytube dump.
I find myself wondering if I got any text messages and calls. But I’m not curious enough to boot the phone to find out. I can check the log online.
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I made a run for ice this morning at 10 am. A little warmer than I prefer, but doable. I filled the ice bin and Myka’s ice bag earlier, and I decided to get it out of the way. So I’m set for ice. Only one problem, one of the handles on the cooler broke, UV aging. Not a disaster, as I only lift it when it’s empty, except at parties. I’ll get a new one.
Otherwise, it was a smooth run. The back tire held well. I need to shift the wheel a bit, as the rear brake is grabbing a bit, not quite properly centered. Easy enough to do, loosen one side (left), snug the other (right), 18 mm wrench. There’s a mark for disc alignment to set it.
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I ordered a new cooler clone, and it will be here today. I also ordered an asian cleaver (Serbian), having seen one on Ytube too many times. It’s due on Tuesday.
That one puts me $10 under MMC. Finally, I can stop spending for a day, or several.
The blade is 6.7 X 4.1 “, almost 12′ long from tip to butt. High carbon stainless, forged, not stamped. I wish it would fit the block, but it has a sheath.
So now I am left to the rest of the day. Lunch will be potato salad. Supper will be boudin. I didn’t get around to the shrimp, but it doesn’t have to be on any given date. I’ll get to it. I have hot dogs and tamales in the fridge, plus lots of quick fix. I’m not looking at a menu list or a shopping list yet. I can wing it for a few days if the mood doesn’t hit me. I’ll probably thaw something.
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The Igloo arrived. Not sure where to put it. Four to go, within the next couple of hours.
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They’re all here now. I can go back to sleep. I had potato salad for lunch. Ytube was pretty thin. Nothing else planned for the day.
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I slept a lot today, more than usual.
Most of the items ordered this month are here. And I’m once again even with MMC.
Three shipments with five items are due tomorrow. Tongs, droppers, pads, sun catcher beads, and gravy. Three Vine, one Haul, one regular. Then it starts spreading out, Wednesday, next Tuesday, next Wednesday, then ???
I’m $55 above the MMC (as I’ve designated the mad money curve). I’m not in any big hurry to spend it. I’ve done plenty of that already, just not in big chunks. In total, I ordered 55 items in seven days, sets counting as one item. Breaking it down completely, we’re talking 800 individual objects. 720 of those are sun catchers, most of them under an inch across. All told, I’ve spent $250 in the first week, which is a little less than typical. Part of that was mistakenly expecting to pay insurance this month and cutting back to accommodate.
Nothing is on the shopping list. I’ve combed through the wish list folder, much of which is now archaic.
Well, I slept through boot time, so now I get to do my first phoneless morning boot.
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Another order from Haul, $24, 8 items, half of them sun catchers. Due in a week or so.
Version 1.0.0
Now I’m $35 above MMC and rising. Can’t spend it fast enough.
A note on the collapsing silicone funnels, I’m hoping to find one that I can trim to fit the water bottle. The small screws and nuts are a total crap shoot, maybe they’ll be handy for something. Maybe not.
It felt funny booting without the phone. The timing was a different thing without it.
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10:30 am, off the clock. Laundry folded, cabana sifted, three forks washed. Nothing is planned for the day.
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99°F outside, hanging out in the AC with Myka after waking from a siesta. Not much happening.
Since I turned off the phone, I’m getting hammered by a source, spoofing their number to show an office number for a Bryan apartment complex. Getting a no response, they’re sending a burst of 8 to 14 messages within 2 seconds. So someone is pounding my number. It’s not showing up on Messages on the laptop. Well, let them pound away, the phone is powered down and will stay there until I need to make a call.
I have been wondering how much the battery leaks when off. I’ll boot up in a few days so I can formulate a charging schedule. I should send out an email and let friends know why their calls are going directly to voice mail. So far, no one has called. I have trained them well. But for now, things have been quiet on the friendly front.
I guess I should choose a movie. to watch.
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As far as I can tell, the order for the stainless steel spring clamps will be canceled. No replacement, just canceled, my loss. It hasn’t happened yet. But that is the impression I get from reading FAQs, etc. There is a set number given to Amazon by the seller, and there aren’t extras for damaged in transit. Alas. The question I’m seeing is the channel for a refund being presented. I’m not going to request a refund.
Since Monday, every time that I booted the phone, it sent several texts to 1C0DE94183566. I spent several hours investigating and researching the matter, and I came to the conclusion that it’s best turning on airplane mode and shutting it down until I need to make a call. It won’t change my habits that much, mostly the few web sites that use text for two factor authentication and can’t reach my email, or if my debit card gets blocked by bank security and texts me, looking for a Y or N. Those will be phone days. With it in airplane mode, I can boot it to check charge level, use the camera, etc, without getting charged. That won’t be often., since airplane mode covers phone and wifi, so file transfer costs unless it’s hardwired, which I can do, just more work.
I will be turning to the tablets as my primary cameras, since they stay connected on wifi, for transferring images to the laptop. A minor adjustment. Biggest problem will be a bigger shadow with the light source over my shoulder. Pretty much the same cameras and software. I can still use the phone and transfer the images on phone days if I don’t want to use data sticks. The tablets assume the real time work.
I was not able to identify the destination or the culprit. I don’t know if it was installed on a day when I didn’t use the phone, or if the carrier just started charging for it. Anyway, four days of unwanted charges, $12 down the drain, I decided I could drop rebooting the phone everyday by booting it only on days that I want to use it. I could babble details for pages, but that’s enough for now. The basics have been covered.
The stainless steel spring clips package from Vine was damaged at Humble, so they’re sending it back to the seller. No word yet if they’ll send another or cancel it. The rubber latches are in Bryan, so I’m assuming they’ll deliver them today. I’m not ready to install them on the truck hood yet, so no big deal.
I closed out the month at Vine with 4 – 4X6 self adhesive wavy rubber sole pads. Trim and install, I might use them on the sliders (might not). Due Sunday. I maxed the limit for August, Vine is retired until September.
It doesn’t do anything for mad money. I’m currently $100 above the curve. The insurance time shift has been a little taxing, getting focus shifted. No big first of the month purchase to level it out has left me scrambling, saved mostly by local deliveries. The only big item on the wish list is the purpleheart guitar stand. I expect to have that by year’s end.
Brats and boudin are the chosen sandwich entrees for the weekend. Potato salad is a big afternoon alternate. Coconut cream pie for a cooler. Shrimp cocktail. And as always, quick fix. Definitely a summer lineup. Easy to make, easy to eat, easy on the digestion. Well stocked with grazing snacks.
And I’m hanging in during this medically lazy period. The vitals have been pretty steady. I’m feeling better than I was, even in high dew points. There isn’t much constriction or pain, just a little nag to remind me it’s still there. Nothing yet that sends me running for the AC.
I might test the electrical leak detector on the truck this morning, get a reference point.
Myka is also hanging in.
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The truck battery is at 12.6VDC, the leak is about 30 mA. Nice to finally have a number for it. This will make the pulling the fuse game a lot easier.
The scooter wheel had 17 psi after 6 days, roughly 4 psi/day. Another good leaking number to have, though that one is more likely a slowing curve. It’s back at 40 psi now.
I need to refill the ice tray and feed Myka, then I’m done for the morning. I shouldn’t need ice until at least Sunday, there’s two more servings in the ice bag.
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The ice bin is full. Myka has been fed. I’m off the clock. Lunch will be boudin. I’ll get to find out if the store brand is worth the money. I think I’ll take a soak before it warms up.
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*drip drip*
Laundry will start later. I’m going to sit a while and dry off. I finally got the right slot of temp and humidity for getting in and out of the tub without perspiring. I flaked a lot. I want to oil my legs with shea before a fresh pair of socks go on. The shin has healed well and appreciated the water.
I ended up with ten items from Vine this month. Only one item, the leak tester, was valued at over $10. Seven were under $10. Two were $10. It ended up at 80¢ below limit. This is all true if I get the clips ($7) delivered.
So, except for laundry, my day is done.
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I wanted to bring the mad money down a bit, not all the way to even, but closer, since it does nothing but grow. I managed to bring it down to $40 above the curve. A digital microscope, a set of 8 Asian soup spoons, and a quart and a half of shelf stable restaurant style sausage gravy. (I’ve been curious about the gravy, $10, compared to about $7 for made from scratch.) I can store it and open it when I get a bag of spuds. It’s only $10, so not a high risk item.
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My hair is almost dry after 90 minutes. I need to comb it when it’s fully dry.
The rubber latches are out for delivery. Laundry is running, filling the washer.
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The rubber latches arrived, and the latch, hinge, and post were included for both, but no screws or bolts. Just as well, since they can be used in a variety of places, each requiring a different type of fastener. No hurry.
Clothes are in the dryer. I’m about to have some potato salad. I was going to have boudin, but I conked out instead, and the cold salad is a better idea for the middle afternoon when it’s 98°F and the heat index is 112°F. The boudin will probably be supper.
I’m not in a big hurry for anything. When it gets to body temp, things naturally slow down.
Waiting for the grocery delivery, due in about an hour. The shopping hasn’t started yet. It won’t bring me down to the refigured mad money curve, but it will make a dent. I haven’t thought about shopping for anything else yet. But I have ample time.
I’m doing much better this morning than I was yesterday morning. I feel a little stress in my chest, but nothing like before. I’m wanting to take a snooze, which I will, once the groceries are put away. I think that will help.
There isn’t much else happening today. Feed Myka, wash forks and straws. Mostly taking it easy and letting my body adapt.
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Off the clock at 9:15. Groceries put away, Myka fed, dishes washed, the rest of the day is mine. And I look forward to some sleep.
I have one more turkey sandwich to go. The next menu will continue to be bread based, boudin and brats, with potato salad as the alternative, plus shrimp cocktail as a specialty. Sounds like summer to me.
Dew point is 80°F, another nasty one. For what it’s worth, I’m already coping with it better. Not 100%, but definitely magnitudes better. I’m able to stay in it for twenty minutes without clogging up and hurting. Stamina is up. BP is 132/82 @61 bpm. Close enough. I dropped an encouraging note to my primary.
There isn’t much ambition to go beyond the necessary, but I can deal with the necessary chores well enough. I can still feel a little tenderness, but it’s not stressed. I can cope, and that will do for now.
I dropped mad money down to $110 from $200 above the curve with the groceries. I feel a little more in step of a full month. And the impending gaps in my habits are gone. In good shape, no complaints.
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Finally, a solid sleep. 3:30 pm, pushing triple digits outside. An excellent time for a siesta. The turkey sandwich was the perfect sleeping pill. Now to figure what to do with the rest of the heat.
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I decided to head over to Amazon Haul to spend some frivolous mad money. Well, mostly frivolous, a couple of silicone kitchen items. $22. Lots of sun catcher crystals. Due in a week or so.
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The stainless steel clips package (Vine) was damaged in transit (I suspect at Humble, mangled by one of the robots). We’l see if they replace it or write it off, since there is no money involved. I’m not crying.
Whew! What a morning. Switching to a reduced dose of metoprolol was considerably more radical than missing a dose. Even Myka was not comfortable watching it. It was definitely a kick by a mule. But by the graces, I’m still here.
Systolic got as high as 164, diastolic was up to 93. Heart rate got up to 75 bpm. It’s still a bit elevated, but considerably closer to the norm. Mucus was flowing in volume. And the nag at the sternum and general bronchial inflammation were intense. Those are reducing as well. I’m slowly getting back to myself. Slowly…
The three Vine deliveries due today are on their way. Two to the PO have left Humble, one direct is at Humble. My question is if the USPS handoff will be here or in Bryan.
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I am feeling better now. I’m hard pressed to explain why the reaction happened. It goes against logic.
I rebooted my phone and it charged me for a day’s use. Grrr.
I requested a set of stainless steel oriental tongs from Vine. Due Sunday. That makes a total of six items so far in August, with $33 left on my monthly limit.
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Two more items from Vine, surprisingly at 9 am. The feeding fest must have thinned out. A pair of rubber latches (for the truck hood) and 8 eyedroppers, also due Sunday. That makes the daily limit for today.
I took out another bag of sourdough for the last two turkey sandwiches. I have two bags, 7 slices, the short ones at the heels. They’ll probably get buttered, or peanut butter and honey. I’ll know when the time comes.
I think it’s time to make another grocery order, delivery tomorrow morning. Get stocked before the weekend, as usual. I have ample time to make up the list before ordering. It will mostly be perishables, cheese, and summer foods like potato salad. I should decide on the coming menu before I finish the list, get any ingredients I need.
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Okay, I did some digging into the insurance billing and cleared up the confusion. The soonest that I can pay the insurance bill is September 10th, and it’s due on the 29th. That means August is a full mad money month, and that I’m $198 above the curve. Der… The good news, it’s still early in the month.
The new plan is to wait until it’s due to pay it, splitting the mad money between September and October. Same deal, a month later. And same for March – April. That still leaves a full four month run of full mad money (Nov/Dec/Jan/Feb).
Looks like I need to spend some mad money. *sigh*
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Another nap, which I haven’t fully shaken off yet. I still need to order groceries. I haven’t come up with the next menu. I want to try the store brand boudin, and I’m in the mood for brats, and shrimp cocktail. So bread is the only thing needed, and it’s already on the list. I guess I should make the order.
Not in a big hurry. Body core temp not warming up too quickly.
I woke this morning with a stiff and sore right shoulder, from jacking up the truck and moving a cinder block at an odd angle.
Today is trash and recycling day, with very little recycling.
Dew point is 76°F, wind back off the Gulf. It’s obvious, like a mop in the face. Forecast calls for a high of 98°F. I’ll be spending most of the day in the office.
Not much expected to happen today. Put away today’s delivery. That’s about it for above the routine. Relax, get ready for the dose change on metoprolol tonight.
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Another Vine snag, a fancy rollerball pen (1 refill included). Due in two weeks or so.
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The delivery arrived. Half of it has been put away. Myka has been fed. Trash and recycling are in the bins. I’m mere minutes from being off the clock. I’ll celebrate being done with a brisket sandwich.
I am glad that I didn’t go back to work on the truck. It was a rough enough morning without it in the lineup. It’s definitely soup again. I hope the reduced dosage is effective in letting me tolerate it better, while I wean off it.
So now I have the rest of the day off. I need to chill out and relax, get a resting pace for monitoring. Find a movie. Sleep. Space out.
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Off the clock with a brisket sandwich in front of me, minus a bite or two. Or three…
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I think I’ll kick back and roll the dice on nodding off.
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Another nap. Hours of warmth avoided. It hit triple digits again today, barely, but that is warm enough to be called hot. No desire to be out in it.
Thinking about a piece of coconut cream pie.
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I got caught up in random Ytube. That passed time as the heat broke for the day. It’s in the 80s now, dew point in the mid 70s.
There isn’t much happening, by choice. Vitals are in range as a reference point, not ideal, but close enough. An hour to go before the first 50 mg dose.
Turkey/bacon/provolone/sourdough coming up for supper
The dew point is below 70°F this morning. Maybe? I’m borderline ready. Digestion is not cooperating fully, but I could hopefully get past that for long enough to get the truck rolling again. Maybe…
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One more post before I raise and dive under the truck. I looked and Haynes said to do exactly what I was planning on doing.
I saw that my new primary sent in a prescription for 50 mg metoprolol. I won’t have to fuss with him. I have two scripts that were requested and dropped. I requested again. So I have to wait on those as well. Hopefully I’ll be picking up those in person.
Not much else is happening this morning. Myka’s been fed. A good morning for truck wrestling.
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I have the truck on jack stands, but not tall enough. I have a cinder block for the jack to raise it further, but I need to dig an inch below the block to get the jack under the frame. I have the wrenches picked out and ready to go. I just need to get the frame up higher, and it’s ready to roll.
The problem is that it’s warming up, in the 90s now. If I can get it jacked up high enough and get the jack stands in place, then I can probably do it later on in the week, even with humidity. Lifting the truck is the primary work.
If I don’t get it done today, I can deal with it later. It doesn’t have to be all at once. It just needs to get done. And it’s on the way there.
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I’m done for the day. It’s warming up, and I’m out of energy.
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A turkey sandwich put me down hard.
It’s 103°F on the back porch (61°F dew point), 77°F in the office (57°F dew point). I’m glad that I have a fresh bag of ice.
I made the scripts order from the pharmacy. Cat litter, Sheba salmon pate (3), paper plates (4 sizes) fluffed out the order. Due tomorrow morning, 9 – 11 am (after the pharmacy opens). First money spent from the account this month. That puts me $20 below the mad money curve (adjusted). The adjusted curve splits truck insurance between August and September with an end of the month payment. The unadjusted curve has me $170 below.
I’m glad to see progress on the starter. It’s not as much as I would like, but I’m not 25 yo, and it’s August. I’ll get it done. And I’ll get the heater core installed. And the body painted. Tonight I will take the last 100 mg tab of metoprolol. I’m hoping that the reduction will make it easier to endure the humidity. In a couple of months, it won’t be an issue to hold me back. I’ll just have to deal with all the others.
I got my three items for today from Vine. Stainless steel straws (12), stainless steel clips (52), and cable ties (100). Everything is due Wednesday.
I wasn’t expecting a haul today, as I tried late last night and saw nothing I wanted. I woke about 3:30 am and had the three before 4:30 am.
I had a brisket sandwich for supper last night. That was about as exciting as it got.
Waiting for sunlight to come around to pass the time. Not much of a day today. Feed Myka is the only chore. However, the dew point is low, in the 60s at the airport, under 72°F in town. If it stays there, I might actually get something done. If…
The scooter tire is holding pretty well.
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Noon, dew point in the lower 60s, wind out of the north. Night and day difference. I wasn’t quite in gear enough to take advantage today, I’m hoping that tomorrow is the same, so I can tackle the truck’s starter.
Odd wind event in the Gulf drawing air from the north.
I got paid yesterday, and I’ve yet to purchase anything. I was thinking about a set of SAE/metric nutdrivers, inspired by my scooter trailer hitch. But I was only thinking. A wrench and a 1/4″ deep well ratchet work as well. It’s also reset for Vine, and I’m not looking yet.
Pretty much the hump of summer, as far as heat goes, give or take a week. More like a mesa than a hilltop. It ain’t downhill until it starts cooling off.
Summer apathy is inevitable.
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Well, I went to Vine this morning and found an automotive electrical short tester, something I can use to help diagnose the minor current drain on the truck. With the negative terminal disconnected, clip the clamps to the terminals and the wire clip to the negative battery post. The current drain will display. Then start pulling fuses. Due Wednesday.
So it was good that I went hunting. There were a couple of maybes where I was too slow, but they were maybes. No tears were shed.
It did throw me off on my sleep schedule. But I’m not that distressed. So, I need to do chores, and one of those is filling the ice bin. I might be making an ice run this morning, depending on whether the scooter tire holds air.
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There is a fresh bag of ice in the top loader. The tire has a slow leak, not fast enough to drain during an ice run. And a 5 psi gradated filling under 20 psi, then up to 40 psi makes for a smooth ride. The tire is good, the leak is probably where I patched it.
When the scooter toppled a few days back, from the tire deflating and tipping it to the opposite side from the kickstand, it broke the stem on the right mirror. Maybe I can fix it. If not, I can replace it. The left mirror (passing vehicle) is the important one. So no big hurry. The key was also bent, and I carefully straightened it.
Everything is put away from the run. The only two chores left are to feed Myka and sift the cabana. I need to finish my break first. My lungs are feeling it. Dew point on the back porch is 80°F, about 78°F around town.
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Myka has been fed, the cabana sifted. Except for feeding myself, I’m off the clock.
I’m thinking that I should give the truck battery a charge. It’s been sitting still for a while.
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A turkey/bacon/provolone/sourdough sandwich put me out for hours. It made up for what sleep I lost to Vine this morning.
The truck battery took a charge for about 8 hours. It needed it.
The scooter tire is holding air pretty well (squeeze, not gauge). So a top off before a ride should suffice at this point. I put the three new tires in the storage box on the porch.
There isn’t much going on, now that the sun is down.
I got paid at midnight, or thereabout. The deposit was there at 12:15 am. It could have been before midnight, I wasn’t checking very often. I’m not spending money yet., I slept a few hours instead. I spent enough at the end of the month to hold me for days. And with truck insurance, even split between months, I hadn’t planned on any big purchases. So there’s no rush to buy anything. Ice could be my first purchase of the month, and I’ve got another refill in the bag that won’t be needed today.
I’m also in no hurry to start checking Vine tomorrow. I’m getting bored with it again. It’s just stuff that people aren’t getting excited enough about to write any reviews. Occasionally there’s something new worthwhile that sellers are getting rather nervous seeing no quick reviews. Those are the things that I tend to grab, but I still don’t use them very often. The things I use are primarily the things on which I spend mad money.
There isn’t much I need to pass the time of a summer day that I don’t already have.
I need to slice the coconut cream pie and start eating it. I need to open the turkey and bacon for sandwiches, thaw a bag of sourdough. And it wouldn’t hurt to thaw something. Making stuff easier to assemble in the warmth of the afternoon would be handy.
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The brisket is in the sink, the bag of sourdough has thawed. I haven’t opened the bacon or turkey yet, I will when I make the first sandwich. I still need to slice the brisket when it finishes thawing. I need to slice the pie too. Myka will get the remaining Sheba serving in a bit.
It’s cloudy this morning. There’s no rain on radar, but the clouds are keeping the temps in the 70s. Dew point is 77°F. It’s another AC day.
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The brisket is thawed and ready to prep. Pie will get cut too. Myka got her Sheba, and the plate is clean (as was expected). Cutting board, two knives, two forks will be the dishes to wash. A quick morning schedule.
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The brisket is sliced, the pie is sliced. Dishes are washed. I am off the clock at 10 am.
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I had a turkey/bacon/provolone/sourdough sandwich. Yum.
It reached triple digits in town this afternoon.
Just passing time. Not much else to do. Myka got tired of the warmth and joined me.
I glitched a phone day yesterday, and I didn’t use it, other than to find that my voice mail messages got eaten. I am wondering if they were dumped in a glitch, or if the denied calls after maxing out overrode and erased them. It was a strange moment when accessing the voice mail, so I’m left pondering the glitch, programmed or freak occurrence?
I’m left wondering why I didn’t call people to hear my voice. I haven’t done that in a while, and it would reassure people in the face of rumors. But I didn’t. Part of it is returning to the metoprolol side effects. Knowing I could get out of it if I could convince my primary to wean me off the dose. It just took me out of the realm, lost the thought of doing it.
I put out fresh kibbles for Myka. I need to wash dishes, two tubs and three forks. Four forks if I feed Myka her wet food first. That’s it at the moment. Dew point is 77°F at sunrise. Another light duty day, no messes, no cleanups.
One more day until payday, today. Maybe, can never tell if it comes early or late. It hasn’t happened yet.
I am feeling a little anxious about being homebound, not having the truck at my disposal, and the catch 22 that keeps me out from under the truck in the middle of coastal summer. Not for sissies…
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I got notice about my prescription refills, three of which had come up at the pharmacy on their auto-refill system. So I messaged my primary physician about reducing the dosage on metoprolol. I’ll see if he calls it in or not. I added the other three to the refill list online, making it six out of the seven to be refilled.
Anyway, it’s a phone day. (98 days remaining on credit.) I called the pharmacy to discuss my primary on record, which was up to date. And I’m considering fall vaccines, as soon as I get mobile. I will be calling friends today.
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Well, I have been catching up today. Familiar voices.
Waiting for the internet bill to come due. I have $6 over the base in my bank account to burn in the next 48 hours. I could spend it at Family Dollar, if the bill doesn’t show.
I finished the broccoli/pork tenderloin/rice/cheddar sauce for supper. I’m down to one serving of gravy before the entrees rotate. I’m thinking shrimp cocktail on top of the smoked turkey/bacon/provolone sandwiches. But first, a couple of quick fix. I’m also thinking brisket or pulled pork as an entree, stay with sandwiches for deep summer.
I’m feeling lazy, don’t want to do anything in this weather. Getting back on metoprolol, the side effects has part to do with that. Season of the lump.
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I had hopes of possibly getting the starter swapped this morning, but the dew point is rising from acceptable levels to unacceptable. And it’s still two hours to sunrise. *sigh*
I was looking at ArtMatic (Design and Voyager package), and it might be something for the mad money this fall.
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I had allowed my voice mailbox fill to capacity. I was looking at received calls, and the phone dialed one of the numbers without a distinct click, activating my day of use and charging me. I then decided to see who had left a message, and I find, after a glitch, that I had no messages, not even erased ones. I didn’t lose the list of those who called, and those who couldn’t record a message, so I can see who, but not what. Not that I’m crying about it, it was all garbage, but it is annoying. Time to start compiling the next full mailbox.
Today is a phone day. 5 am >
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Internet bill has been paid. Finances for the month have been closed. There’s nothing left to tend for the time being.
Trash bin is in from the curb. Parked until next week.
Getting to be time for brunch, finishing off the gravy, and closing out the menu. Definitely a day of closure.
Dew point is 79°F.
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Sausage gravy is gone. Nothing in the fridge is open (except cheeses). Time for a new menu. Hard to decide exactly what’s next until my full stomach gets emptier. Turkey/sourdough/bacon/prvolone sandwiches, yes, but what else is up for grabs. Boudin is a possibility, a new brand to try.
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I went out back to pick Myka some crabgrass, the rascal nowhere in sight. When I came back in, there she was waiting. Her sensory apparatus is amazing.
It’s in the mid-90s. Not a proper time to hang outside the AC. Myka came in with me.
I’m not particularly hungry, I’ve had a couple of snacks that sufficed in holding off kitchen duties. I have two tubs and three forks to wash.
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96°F, 76°F dew point. It’s not friendly out there. I’ll fill the ice bin when it cools down a bit. My refill will last that long.
The fridge looks empty, but it’s 4 items in a pile. Boudin, tamales, smoked turkey, hotdogs, plus bacon, none opened. And the freezer quick fix bags are all full, curly fries, sweet potato fries, onion rings, hash brown sticks, popcorn shrimp, pizza, pot pies, lasagna, stadium brats, burger patties, and plenty more. There’s the coconut cream pie that’s unopened, ice cream sandwiches, Blue Bell, macarons, for dessert. Plenty in a hurry. No need to dawdle over nutrition.
Myka is back in the office with me.
30 hours to payday. It’s a non-factor.
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The ice bin is full, and the sun sets. Temps drop into the 80s.
Nothing is happening. Just another summer lumper.
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I closed the day with pollock sandwiches for supper.
Another summer morning. Seven more weeks to go, give or take.
I opened a new tub of Temptations, and Myka danced as I said fresh, her favorite word. Her nose had a little to do with it as well.
My lungs are a little tight this morning, in the AC, being back on metoprolol. It may not be the entire cause, but it’s a big part of it.
Trash day, no recycling. A couple of rinsed forks in the sink to wash. Feed Myka. That’s it for now. Another day to rest while the dosage levels out.
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Laptop, phone, and new tablet were updated to 26.6 this morning at reboot.
Three days to payday. Not in any hurry. Truck insurance month (split). Most needs have been supplied in the closure of the month. So there won’t be a surge in shopping. Four days to Vine reset. Not in any hurry there either.
The sky is getting lighter. Civil twilight arriving.
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Trash on the curb at 8:20 am. Feed Myka and wash 3 forks, and I’m done.
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A big zzz hole in the middle of the day. Again, sleep took away the slot where bathing has the best conditions, especially when heat and humidity are being the most bearable. It’s not a particularly a large slot. *sigh* I think a fan might help freshen things a bit, enlarge the slot.
Otherwise, it’s been pretty blasé. Not eating anything but snacks, avoiding the kitchen. I was planning on finishing the gravy for lunch, didn’t happen. Getting through summer with my side effects.
The scooter tires are on their way into town, having left Bryan an hour ago.
Chores today are minimal, feed Myka, wash a handful of dishes. Astronomical twilight begins in 10 minutes, sunrise in an hour and a half. A slow morning. Then again, it’s Monday, so that’s expected.
I finished the chicken salad last night, so the turkey/bacon/provolone sandwiches will take its place on the menu. I still need to slice and freeze the sourdough.
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The sourdough is sliced and is in the freezer. Myka has been fed. A few rinsed dishes need washing as soon as I find the energy. Then I’m done for the day.
I have noticed an improvement in breathing, but not completely. A little rise in heart rate and diastolic, but not enough to resume dosage, especially after an effort in the kitchen in a 77°F dew point.
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The dishes are done. I’m off the clock.
Gravy on bread for brunch.
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I broke down and resumed the metoprolol dosage. Heart rate was increasing, and blood pressure was a little on the high side. It reached the point where it was sensible to resume the dose. So I did as I intended to do when vitals deviated too much.
I filled the ice bin from the new bag of ice, converting back to standard, thanks to the new scooter trailer.
I finished the chicken salad last night, but I haven’t broken into the smoked turkey yet. I had gravy on bread for brunch, with one serving remaining. All the sourdough is in the freezer. That leaves the last of the broccoli/pork tenderloin/rice/cheddar sauce for dinner. I’m considering brisket or pulled pork as the alternative. But I’ll probably do a spell of quick fix first, popcorn shrimp w/onion rings and curly fries, lasagna, pot pie, pizza, etc. I could do sweet potato fries for dinner and the rice for supper.
The extra bike tires arrived late morning. I’m waiting to see how filling the rear tire holds before the next run. If it holds long enough for a run, I may hold off replacing the one on there. I’m not in a big of a hurry to perform the swap this soon in summer weather.
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Sun is sinking in the west, about time to do non-existent chores before it gets dark. Reflex with nothing reflexed.
No soak today. The metoprolol withdrawal and afternoon warmth blocked me from it today. Tomorrow before noon. I want to wash my hair. One more day won’t do me in.
I had a dream about pots and pans that I ordered from Amazon, then cancelled. I double checked to make sure it was subconscious fiction. It’s telling me that I’m doing too much of it. I have to say that it’s nice when it’s something I need. But a certain level of it is just stuff that I’ll never use. It’s there if I need it, but the if is shrinking.
I have foregone dinner. The gravy sufficed for the day. Not much of an appetite. Just as well.
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Rice for supper. A small serving is left. Second metoprolol with the meds to recharge.
Today is a day without chores. Well, feed Myka, wash a few rinsed forks. But that’s it. It’s a day to kick back and relax. I slept a lot in the evening, so I probably won’t be spending a lot of down time today.
I will probably make an order this morning for groceries. I’ll need bread for the gravy, since losing the half dozen spuds. I won’t get more potatoes, unless it’s potato salad. I have curly fries and hash brown sticks if I was potatoes. Gold potatoes don’t last long in summer heat, and they draw roaches. I can get early delivery hours if I order soon.
Dew point is down in the low 70s, but it’s rising. So I plan on getting busy sooner than later. I am skipping the metoprolol dosage for two days, starting last night. It’s extended, so it will fade slowly. A two day miss for extended tabs is the maximum “recommended”. I will be monitoring BP/HR closely, ready to dose if needed. This is not a frivolous test. I need to establish if it’s a side effect or not with evidence.
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Okay, I made the grocery order. Sourdough, smoked turkey, precooked bacon (add provolone for sandwiches), plus bread, minis, kolaches, chips, Myka’s salmon pate… All told, with fee, tax, and tip, I went $24 over the mad money monthly limit, in case something isn’t available. Everything is marked no substitute. The extra is insurance that it kills mad money for the month when I pay the internet bill.
So, off to wash dishes and warm a kolache.
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4:20 am, and I’m done for the day. Dishes washed, Myka fed, kolache in front of me. Off the clock. Well, there will be putting things away when they arrive in three or so hours.
Ytube will probably be thin this morning. I have one from yesterday that I haven’t watched.
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The delivery arrived, everything was there, and it has been put away. And to my delight, the sourdough is whole, unsliced, giving me the option on thickness using my slicer. I like mine a tad thicker than they slice the loaf. I am looking forward to adding the smoke turkey/smoked bacon/provolone/sourdough sandwich to the menu, though not today. There’s one more chicken salad sandwich, two more serving of the rice dish, and probably four servings of gravy.
So I went into next month’s mad money, which is limited due to truck insurance. My plan is to wait until the end of August to play the insurance, holding back about half of the bill above base, then pay, letting the second half come from September’s balance. That adds to August’s mad money, takes from September’s. The rest of the year and January will be full mad money months.
Three Ytube uploads left to watch. A couple surprised me, late but there. I can zap some spuds, add gravy, and watch.
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I had a double serving of gravy and spuds, a full plate. Definitely filling. It made me kick back, but no sleep.
I’m starting to feel the withdrawal of the metoprolol. Not bad, but a trace. Keeping my eye on the monitor.
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The gravy didn’t knock me out, but the clonidine did. Close to four hours of upper 90s bypassed. BP/HR looking good. Respiration is improving.
The extra tires are at North Houston Distribution. I expect delivery tomorrow or Tuesday, though it’s still listed as Thursday.
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Another nap. I am indeed catching up on my sleep.
The tires are due tomorrow, USPS admits.
The gauze came off my shin. It’s healed sufficiently to face the world. I can bathe again.
I had the rice dish for supper. I skipped dinner, opting to snooze instead. It was largely an evening not worth mentioning. Nothing out of the usual happened.
It’s been a slow morning as well, one email written. One kolache.
Chores are thin, Myka, feed and scoop. Fill the ice bin, I could go after ice when the sun rises, if I fill the bin early. It’s dawn now, civil twilight. I’m not in a big hurry, I just want to get a jump on Saturday traffic and morning dew point rise. Tomorrow morning would be soon enough.
It’s a slow time. I’m not particularly exuberant, but I’m not suffering any more than usual. I’m just tired and feel like lumpin’.
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The ice run was made. The trailer worked magnificently. However, the rear tire is low on air. Not flat, but low. Alas, I have a new tire and plenty of tubes. And ice.
And everything is back in place. So now I can wait to feed Myka and scoop the cabana, while I catch my breath. Then I’m done for the morning. The dew point is 75°F. RH is 100%. It’s not as bad as it could be, but I can feel it. I can afford to rest. Myka is hanging with me.
I’ll have gravy and spuds for brunch.
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I didn’t have brunch. I slept instead. I had to toss several potatoes and wash the rest. That took my mind off my appetite, and I zonked out afterwards.
The trash bags arrived abut 15 minutes before I woke up. I’m down to only the extra scooter tires for delivery. I need to write a review on the pickling jar. Thinking about when to make the grocery order.
There isn’t much happening this afternoon. Mid-90s, at least the dew point is down. I’ll make a chicken salad sandwich for dinner.
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I had a chicken salad sandwich for dinner. It was about all I felt like doing in the kitchen. I will say that the drafting chair (backless) is turning out quite well in the kitchen. I have the height set well.
I got the pickling jar review written, last one of the month for Vine.
I got the delivery this morning. Myka’s wet food, Temptations, and libations. The scooter tire arrives vis USPS later today, probably on the noon mail drop. I’m not in a hurry. Trash bags are due tomorrow. Haul on Tuesday, extra scoter tires on Wednesday.
The salmon wet food for Myka was not in stock and didn’t ship, cost deducted. So I can get it from the grocery, though not with extra gravy.
Today will be another lumper. A couple of forks to wash pretty much covers chores, with daily feeding of Myka. Nothing is calling for my attention today.
Bertha has dissipated and the weak low is over Mexico. High is forecast at 94°F for the airport, so 98°F in town. It’s currently 80°F with a dew point of 77°F.
Menu: chicken salad, sausage gravy, broccoli and pork rice (cheddar sauce). There won’t be too much quick fix, since these items need consuming quickly.
I need to find another new primary physician. My new one is moving down the road about 25 miles away. Too far for me. But I’m not doing it today. I’m not in the mood for a phone day today. I’m just going to lump.
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The tire arrived with the local PO route. So did the Haul package, which I was expecting on Tuesday. Myka got her sniffs in. That leaves trash bags and a pair of scooter tires to be delivered.
Time for lunch, it will be a chicken salad sandwich.
Winds are out of the north ahead of the storm. The rain is all offshore. There’s not a big chance of rain in the forecast. Temps are currently in the upper 70s, dew point in the lower 70s. Decent weather for getting things done before the temp rises. No triple digits today. Yesterday was a one off, a pre-Bertha fluke.
The pickling jar is in Bryan, at Amazon, due for delivery today, 20 days after I requested it from Vine. The scooter tire is due tomorrow, via USPS.
I’m $55 above the mad money curve with a week to go. I should do some shopping today, locally online to whittle it down.
I need to wash dishes this morning, while the temps are bearable. I blew out the house last night, since it was in the 90s inside last night. Myka hung with me until the fans were shut off. It’s best to get chores done. The battery died in the thermostat, a replacement job. Ice bin needs filling.
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Chores are done: dishes washed, thermostat batteries swapped, ice bin filled, Myka fed. I’m off the clock at 7:45 am. There’s half a bag of ice left. So I’ll go get more ice after the next refill. Probably Saturday morning. Maybe Sunday morning, if I stretch it.
I can kick bag and snooze. I need to get myself physically back to an eager state to get the truck up and running. Time for brunch (bread and gravy).
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I decided to do something about mad money. One order, $135, now $75 under the curve. Most notable item, 2 more scooter tires. Also, over a year and a half of trash bags. I can spend the remainder next week on groceries. So the pressure is off.
The pickling jar from Vine is down the street, 2 deliveries away. Now I’m the next stop. And it’s here… The white ink pen is definitely permanent.
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I added wet food for Myka to the delivery. Nothing that needs cooling. Now $146. That will make a grocery delivery easier.
I had a nap, which helped. I could probably use more sleep, but I think I got enough to get by in my lump session. Watching Hitchcock’s Vertigo.
The scooter is back together. Two issues need attending. The tire is set a bit lopsided on the bead, which riding a short distance will cure The second is that the hitch is loose on the basket, which a shim will cure. Also, a couple of cable ties for the motor feed cable. All easy enough. And top off the tires on the trailer.
I have a little tidying up to do, not much. A break first. I didn’t have any supper tonight before meds, But I was focused elsewhere. The only thing I had was the chicken salad sandwich and a few snacks. I still haven’t had any of the gravy. Brunch, hopefully.
Hopefully the weather will cooperate for the truck.
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I hope I’m ready for the truck. I was going to clean up from the scooter, and I haven’t felt up to it, and I’m not getting a lot of sleep. I want to get the truck running, but it’s July, and I’m 75 with health issues.
I was lucky to refill my drink and heat a kolache. I will if I have it, I’ll pass if I don’t. Sleep schedule is not helping. I can at least get the house in order and the scooter out on the street.
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Okay, except for a few small items on the long table, the scooter project has broken down shop. Myka was robbed of a cinderblock bed. Then again, it’s 78°F, dew point is down in the low 70s. That will allow the solar oven to come on, work is possible but time limited.
So I’m waiting for the light. 15 minutes to astronomical twilight. 1 hour 50 minutes to sunrise. I still need to return tools to the truck, trim out a parking spot for the trailer, air up the trailer tires. Then I decide on the starter. It could be the last dry spot in the forecast.
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A quick early morning test run for the scooter, riding helped the tire bulge, but not entirely. I can use it this way for an ice run, but not cruising. I might deflate the tire and fill it in stages, massaging the tire into proper posture before filling it to 40 psi. The new tire will be here Friday. If need be, I can make a swap. For now, the scooter is utile.
Sun is popping through the trees. I need to get the trailer’s parking spot settled and tires inflated fully. Tools go back in the truck.
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The trailer has a reserved parking spot, sans cherry laurel volunteers. I dropped the rails to lower the profile. I still need to add air to the tires, when the pump goes outside, before it sees the road. l need to shim the hitch too. Wrenches are back in the truck.
I’m not feeling the physical eagerness for the starter. I’m having a hard time finishing the scooter odds and ends. Chest is a little tight. Energy levels running low. But that could change. Then again, I could easily have brunch and snooze until it’s warm. And it’s in the mid 80s and climbing, not even 9 am.
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For all intents and purposes, I think the work day is over. Every time that I go out and do something, I come back in more drained. I got the trailer tires filled. Pruners and pump put away in the truck. That may be the end of the day. Everything is nailed down and squared. The only thing needed on the scooter is securing the hitch, but I don’t need it today. And it would do well enough as is for a run or two. I can put up with a little rattle.
So, brunch, gravy and spuds. Then finish the pastrami/sourdough for a late lunch. I might get in cheddar broccoli rice before the milk expires. It may be a few days before I scarf it down. It’s getting close to 90°F with a dew point at 77°F.
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Bins swapped at the curb. I’m about to cook, before it gets unbearable.
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I decided to have some of the rice instead of going with the gravy. It was a lot easier. I used pork tenderloin in the mix, it needed using, and it works. I used up the milk. A good “use up” recipe.
11 am. 97°F, with a 79°F dew point. Nasty stuff. AC time.
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105°F, dew point 78°F. Heat index, 127°F. Finally, HOT weather.
I slept about 5 hours after eating the rice. A definitely good choice of activity for the weather. Myka got ice water when I woke, and she was very appreciative. I appreciate my ice as well. Copacetic…
Anyway, I’m in the AC. And I’m contemplating mad money. I’m $75 above the curve. Well, that isn’t counting internet. Still, I need to spend money.
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Closing down the hottest day of the year thus far. And it was a productive day, at least the early part of it. The scooter is back, and it has a trailer that can haul a 48 qt cooler. I’m pleased with that. Semi-mobile.
The air is not as dry as the forecast predicted. But I got an early start on chores. Myka has been fed, though she didn’t touch it. Trash is on the curb. I need to put recycling in the bin after I collapse the cardboard shipping boxes.
Other than that, it’s a slow morning. I’m hoping to get the scooter back on the road today, though I won’t need it for a few days.
Thinking about what to order if I can’t get the truck on the road. I need to burn some mad money. There’s not much on the shopping list.
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The recycling is in the bin at 8:30 am. That sums up the chores. Now for the scooter, if it stays dry enough. The dew point is already 76°F.
For now it’s waiting out the humidity.
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I had a slight discomfort from gal stones, it would seem. It was in the right place, and some have shown up on CTs and MR. It didn’t last long after getting horizontal.
But it’s passed, and I have the scooter on cinder blocks. The wrenches are inside, and I’m about to photograph the back wheel mounts to make sure I get it back the correct way (washers, etc). Once I get the wheel off, I can move the operation into the office. And I need to remember to properly inflate the tires on the trailer before putting it on the street. Everything is ready to begin.
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The wheel is off and in the office. Time for a break. The right side had a guide that needed undoing (allen screw) before it would release. Tire looks okay, again, cursory inspection, but I have hopes. I am ready when I feel up to it. It’s mostly letting the process turn the page. I need to trim the puncture protection strip to inner tire circumference. I finally get to use some of it, it’s the first tire off.
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The tube is inserted and the tire back on bead. It needs inflating and mounting. Waiting for the 80s to return. Sun is low, it shouldn’t be too long. It will be too late to test it on the street today. Tomorrow morning.
The tire is in good shape. No visible or tactile damage. I got the anti-puncture strip in the tire, between the tire and the tube. It’s ready to roll when inflated. Hopefully, there won’t be another flat with the strip in place.
I had a chicken salad sandwich for dinner and another nap. So I’m ready to get the scooter road ready with the trailer hitch.
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Well, the tube had a hole that needed patching. Not sure if it was made before I installed it or during. I extracted the tube, located the leak, patched it, and reinstalled it. I inflated it, and it held pressure. I got the wheel started back on the frame, removed the rear cinder block, so the weight would hold it in place. I’m taking a cool down break. It is still warm, just not afternoon warm.
I’m not in a big hurry at this point. It’s in a stable position and will hold the wheel in place. All I need to do is slide the wheel forward, check alignment of the rear brake, and tighten the nuts. Plug in the motor and apply cable ties. Install the hitch. Inflate trailer tires.
As usual, Monday mornings are slow, this one is no exception. Not much sleep thus far. Not much of an appetite either.
I’m hoping for a relatively dry morning, so that I can get transportation back in service.
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Sun is up, humidity is thick. Menu: pastrami, chicken salad, gravy with spuds or bread. Chores: dishes, feed Myka. Projects (if possible in this humidity): scooter tire, truck starter. I’m $28 above the mad money curve with 10 days to go.
I dropped the idea of a screw in ceiling fan, wrong type of fixture… Nice idea.
Seven more weeks of summer. The next two days should dry some, as the winds are forecast to come from out of the SW, though not a full desert breeze yet. That will change as Bertha moves this way. The spell won’t last long.
Bertha
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Dishes have been washed. Feed Myka (she had fresh kibbles a short while ago, so no hurry), and the chores are done, for now. Ice bin refill, later in the day.
In the meantime, I am going to need some sleep. Digestive tract has been keeping me awake. The one kink that I brought away from the AAA surgery was after me this morning.
There isn’t much initiative this morning. I’m a little on the battered side. I’m looking forward to some drier air.
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I got in some sleep this afternoon. Mid 90s, dew point in the low 70s. It is drier, and warmer. More of an internal Texas summer (oven) than a coastal Texas summer (soup), as it has been thus far. Maybe in the morning, things will be suitable for some project progress.
It’s time to start determining what’s for dinner. Based on temperature, it will probably be chicken salad. Gravy and pastrami are heated. They’ll be later.
Myka needs treats that I offered. I found a couple of spots that Myka left on the floor that needed cleaning. And I was going to pick her some salad… Oh well. But I offered treats, and after the break, I need to fulfill.
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Nautical twilight is fading to dark. It has dried out some. Dew point at 73°F, and tomorrow should be even drier. I’m hoping for a chance to get back on my wheels.
I broke into one of the bags of store ice, refilling the bin used 3/4 of the bag. I haven’t eaten supper yet. It will probably be a pastrami on sourdough (the last of which is thawing). Gravy and spuds will likely be brunch. Chicken salad for dinner.
Not going to exert myself tonight. Trash and recycling and the summer usual tomorrow. I’ll aim for the scooter first, tube and hitch. If I can get that done, I’ll be happy.
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I’ll probably do part of the chores tonight, to lighten up the routine time for the repairs.
Two orders being delivered today. First, within the hour, the store delivery, with ice. It was justifiable and saves me an ice run. And it ate up the excess mad money. Everything is on hold until the order is put away. Hopefully this will be the last for a while.
The second order is cheap kitchenware, a boning knife, a small cleaver, and a set of plastic scoops, 4 sizes. Neither blade is pricy or considered high quality. What can I say about Haul free shipping filler?
Dew point is surprisingly low this morning, considering how humid it was yesterday. I will hopefully get the sausage gravy made after the delivery is put away, first recipe from the new chair. Maybe I can get the scooter flat fixed today.
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Ice is in the freezer, not as neat a fit as I expected, but the lid closes, and after the first filling of the ice bin, there won’t be an issue. Middle shelf in the fridge is filled. Chicken salad joins the menu.
Dew point is rising. But I think that I’ll be able to make the gravy before it’s unbearable.
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I took the back off the chair, so it’s now a stool. And it works better as a stool, balance in maneuvering, eye level, etc.
I’ll finish off the penne for lunch to make room for the gravy tub in the fridge.
Dew point on the back porch is 80°F. ugh! I’ll give cooking a try. I do want to get this done this morning.
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I stuck in there and made the sausage gravy. It’s resting on the stove top. I have enough milk left for chicken, cheddar rice. Chores for the morning are done, except feeding Myka. And that comes shortly. Then feeding me the penne and washing dishes.
But for a while, I’m kicking back. Ytube is pretty sparse, but that’s because most showing posted yesterday. I’ll switch to a movie.
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I had a hard siesta, which I attribute to the penne, which is now gone. I woke about 10 minutes after the Haul delivery arrived.
The boning knife looks good, a little stiff, perhaps. The cleaver also looks good, though the handle needs treating with cutting board oil. Neither have been tested, they may need sharpening. It might give me a chance to test the diamond sharpening plates. The scoops look good as well, though one is rather small, barely more than a tablespoon in area. None is what I’d call large. Then again, I have my share of large scoops. Overall, I’m satisfied, for what I spent. I don’t expect sterling from Haul.
The next delivery is scheduled for Thursday. Then Saturday. Then Tuesday. I’m getting close to the termination of remote delivery orders for July. I’ll probably need to get cash the next time that I shop. I have $240 mad money to spend, and I can’t think of that much that I need locally. I need to get the truck running, but not this afternoon.
It’s a rather warm afternoon, 95°F, dew point 79°F. Heat index, 115°F. Rather warm…
Gravy is in the fridge. I mopped the pan with a slice of bread. I am going to wait to wash dishes. There’s not that much to wash, outside of the pan and delivery. Most everything has been rinsed. No hurry in this weather.
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I’ve been looking at socket screw in ceiling fans with multicolor LED light and remote as a way to burn mad money locally.
I decided to correct my bookkeeping to match that of the bank. The odds of my double deducting are greater than the bank erring in my favor. I’m currently $77 above the mad money curve.
Another morning of high humidity. I took the precaution of charging the older scooter. It should tow the trailer and ice chest, though I may need to use a little leg power on the upgrades. I may not need ice today, but I probably will by tomorrow. The humidity will be dropping in the days ahead, according to the forecast, as the rain has passed and the sun will be baking. Focus on Monday and Tuesday mornings. Hopefully that spells days where I can get the new scooter and truck rolling again.
Today is gravy day, the last cooking without the drafting stool. It’s due today. Theoretically I could skip today and cook tomorrow. I have pastrami and penne (last serving), along with quick fix, for today. I could go another day without gravy.
I will want to get laundry done today. And Myka’s cabana. And if possible, the scooter. But I am a bit doubtful on the scooter. My trachea is complaining a bit this morning. I’d welcome a bit of drying after the rains we had. Five tasks today, if I can, two or three if not.
The shelf brackets are also expected today. They jumped up a day with the drafting chair. I’ll have everything and the shelves can get in line with things not getting done. I look forward to the new shelves, but not as much as I’ll look forward to transportation. Then I’ll have gasoline contributing to the mad money dispersion.
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The dew point is 78°F. That limits my time outside the office. But I got the cabana scooped. One chore down, five to go. (Laundry, feed Myka, gravy, chair, scooter.)
I ordered a spare tire for the scooter, $20, due next Saturday. I have yet to determine if the scooter tire was damaged while riding on the flat (doesn’t seem to be on quick inspection). My plan is to use the front tire from the old scooter if the tire is damaged beyond use, then replace it with the one I ordered. Then I can get another spare if it’s damaged. If not, I’ll have a spare with this order. Good insurance to have on hand. Now I’m $58 above the mad money curve.
I am going to change clothes and start laundry next. I can’t bathe until the barks on my shin heal better. I’ll settle for a sponge bath.
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Laundry started. Fresh duds. I’ll feed Myka when the wash cycle is done. I gave her treats to hold her over.
Saturday morning weed eater in the immediate neighborhood.
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Myka has been fed. Laundry is passive draining before going in the dryer. Dew point, 79°F. Short forays only.
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Lunch is pastrami and smoked gouda on sourdough. Laundry is in the dryer. Still no gravy or scooter, too humid. The drafting chair isn’t here yet.
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The brackets and chair arrived. It’s too warm and humid for assembly of the chair. 97°F, dew point 77°F. Nasty stuff to breathe. The brackets are pretty much the same as what I got at the local box, a tad longer vertically, misc screw holes different. So now the only delay is me and the weather and three projects with priority plus chores.
For now, it’s hang in the office and wait to fold clothes and for some assembly required.
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The ice bin is mostly full, as is Myka’s ice bag, and the top loader is iceless. I have a day to get ice, and it won’t be this evening. Probably in the morning. There is always grocery delivery, with a couple of 7 lb bags of ice. I am $68 above the mad money curve. Or the convenience store, which is not uphill. A 7 lb bag would fit in the basket with bungees. I’d prefer using the trailer (16 lb from the kiosk), if the old scooter will pull it.
It’s getting a little easier to breathe outside. The dew point is at 76°F, the threshold. I’m about to fold laundry, and if bearable, assemble the drafting chair. Who knows, I might even make gravy when the chair is available, humidity permitting.
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I made a grocery delivery order with two 7 lb bags of ice. It totaled $68, the precise amount that I was above the mad money curve. Due between 7 -8 am tomorrow, the coolest part of the day. Plenty of fridge items, tamales, chicken salad, hot dogs, boudin. It will keep me fed as alternatives to the sausage gravy (not made yet).
Dew point is 78°F in the bathroom. *sigh* It’s 62°F in the office. Maybe I can assemble the chair in the office and roll it into the kitchen.
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That’s what I did, assembled the chair in the office, then twerked it into the kitchen. I may remove the back. It sits a little too close for comfort. But it reaches the correct height for the counters.
The folding stool now resides behind the door, folded against the dryer.
It’s Friday morning, that’s the start of the weekend for me, though most people think of rush hour home as the start.
Three things are on the agenda for today. Laundry, sausage gravy, and scooter, probably in that order. The pan sausage is in the sink to thaw. Myka will want to be fed as well.
Dew point is a little high for my respiration, but it should be dropping. For the time being, I’m holding up in the office, with brief excursions out into the soup. Minimal is the key.
I have been looking in vain for a 4″ Serbian chef knife as I’ve seen on Ytube. Lots of 7″ ones, but I want the mini. Oh well, I don’t really need more cutlery.
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I marked the mid point line on the 2X12 for cutting into 2 – 4′ sections. The drafting chair has shipped, the brackets haven’t. They are due Sunday.
Myka has been fed.
Pastrami/Jarlsberg/sourdough sandwich will be lunch. (It’s too early for that now.) I scrimped on supper last night, snickerdoodles instead of the pastrami.
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I seem to be at odds with the bank in my bookkeeping. They say that I have $36 more than I say. And I can’t find the reason. Everything adds up for the bank. Hmmm. I’m either $30 above the mad money curve, or $66 above. I could have messed up on the canceled order. I’ll let it ride for now, my math is better than my memory these days.
Well, the sausage is in the fridge. No gravy yet. But tomorrow will do. I slept through lunch, pastrami isn’t opened yet. And nothing is done on the scooter. Laundry? Nope.
I am out of sync with the world as I know it. But isn’t that what the weekend is for?
And Myka heard me typing and scratched at the door. She wanted a brushing, and probably more that I didn’t address. She doesn’t want out, so it can’t be that demanding.
The drafting chair will be here tomorrow, a day early. Assembly job.
