What did you do today?

Everyone out in California OK? I saw the news about the wildfires and I'm concerned.

Internet went out last night due to snow. Schools and all sorts of things were shut down today bc we got 2 inches of snow. Power went out for several hours this morning.

I've pretty much been useless-- huddled under the blankets with kitties piled on me most of the day. Just did some dishes and made dinner and have crawled back under the electric blanket.

Hemochromotosis, Fibromyalgia, Spinal stenosis, herniated disks, arthritis, diabites, high cholesterol , high blood pressure, depression, anxiety, gerd, fatty liver, copd, bells palsey, migraines, bi polar disorder, carpil tunnel, nash, hiatal hernia '

tuffy said:

Hemochromotosis, Fibromyalgia, Spinal stenosis, herniated disks, arthritis, diabites, high cholesterol , high blood pressure, depression, anxiety, gerd, fatty liver, copd, bells palsey, migraines, bi polar disorder, carpil tunnel, nash, hiatal hernia '

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Wow! I feel like a total wuss with how I react to my paltry ailments. I'm not familiar with "nash". Rest of it is nasty just alone but all combined makes for a lot of pain. *HUGS*

I managed to crawl out of hibernation long enough to put together the new cat tree that is almost taller than me. Only problem I had was when I accidentally used the one long screw in the wrong spot and then couldn't figure out why the part that needed the longer screw wouldn't fit until I realized it was the wrong screw and I spent awhile looking for the other one (thinking I'd dropped it) and then decided to check to see if I used it in the wrong place. First thing I removed had the screw I needed. Fat cats climbed on it as soon as I dragged it out into the kitchen. I meant to put it in another room, but it was too heavy and I figured I'd let them sit on it if they liked it.

nash is a liver disease

Liver disease does not sound good at all.

I took my friend's girlfriend to the store and then brought her over to my house so my mother could wrap the Christmas presents for her. We had things of wrapping paper that hadn't been opened in years and my mother is good at wrapping presents so she seemed to enjoy it. Took a few hours. Then I drove the girl back in to town and she asked me to take her to the store again, and then to Walmart. I really hate shopping. I finally convinced her we should leave. We were almost out to the car when my friend texted her and asked her to get something. I sat in the truck while she ran back in and got it. I was supposed to wait for her to wrap the new stuff and take her over to my friend's grandmother's house, but my mother called and wanted food. So my friend had to take her over.

I adore my friend's girlfriend-- she's a sweet kid, but I hate shopping with her. I like to get in, get my stuff, get out. I spend less time shopping than my brother does. The exceptions are at hardware stores and computer stores.

It's not to bad yet there is 4 stages of liver frailer and I'm in stage 2 so as long as i watch my diet and loose weight I'm good. I also hate shopping being dragged around from store to store takes up all day but will they to home depo NO nothing for them to look at I'm at the mercy of the driver with all the medicine I'm on i cant drive.

I always wanted a Nash but after what Tuffy said, I no longer want that type of car!

havasu said:

I always wanted a Nash but after what Tuffy said, I no longer want that type of car!

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LOL now that was funny!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

When I was younger I hated being at the mercy of someone else driving. Now I'm the primary driver in the house.

Was stuck in shopping hell with my mother today. 5 times she said "Do we have everything we need?" and I said "Yes" but she decided to go look at other stuff.

On the bright side, she has her new CPAP machine and the lady showed her how to set it up. It is extremely easy to use and comes with detailed instructions and there is a number to call if there are questions. It's much smaller than her old one and the new mask snaps on magnetically. It was my brother's day off and no cleaning was done, but he did help carry stuff into the house. For a moment I thought he changed the trash bag in the kitchen but then I remembered that I did it the night before.

Also, is there anyone who can help a guy out on the plumbingforums? He's got a question about venting and has some really convoluted setup. Thus far, no actual plumbers have stepped in.

My day started out normal enough then about 2:30 my daughter came running in the house and wanted to know if i wanted to go to the hospital i said why mom passed out at work i said hell yes lets go. i get there and she is hooked up to all kinds of stuff they drew blood did an ekg,chest x-ray long story short she just had very low blood sugar.. 4hrs later we find this out

tuffy said:

My day started out normal enough then about 2:30 my daughter came running in the house and wanted to know if i wanted to go to the hospital i said why mom passed out at work i said hell yes lets go. i get there and she is hooked up to all kinds of stuff they drew blood did an ekg,chest x-ray long story short she just had very low blood sugar.. 4hrs later we find this out

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Yikes! I'm glad she's ok, but that can be alarming. I worry about that with my mother. It's why I can't be gone too long when she's home alone.

I got tired of looking at the mess in the kitchen. Could barely get to the microwave, sink, or broken stove. It was covered in trash-- my brother's fault. I finally told myself that all I needed to do was just start sweeping up trash. I found a bunch of missing flatware, some bowls, a broken waffle maker, a broken griddle (both things my brother used), and just all sorts of crap. It was a lot more than sweeping. I had to do a lot of picking up of random stuff. Sink is piled high with things that need to be rinsed (non-dish stuff as well). All of the counters and the dishwasher have stuff piled up so it isn't on the floor. But the floor is clear-- even though the wood is ruined. I need to find some pet-safe paint remover for the latex paint my bro spilled and never cleaned up. I need to scrub down the cabinets, get everything washed and put away, and so forth. But for now the floor is clear enough to walk on and that makes me happy. I took pictures for posterity (in case cats knock stuff down before my mother leaves her room again) and showed them to my mother. She was shocked and actually thanked me. She said she knew it couldn't have been easy. I filled three 33 gallon trash bags. My brother came out and took one of the bags out of the trash can for me, dropped a used paper towel on the floor (after using it) and went back to his room to watch porn (I discovered this bc he left something in the microwave and I was nice enough to take it to him-- he was not appreciative).

The paper towel he used was when he was trying to pull something out of the wound on the cat he's supposed to be responsible for. He got into a fight and had a nasty wound so I was cleaning it with hydrogen peroxide and there was some sort of white fiber. My bro wanted to pull on it but it made the cat cry. I told him to leave it for the vet and had him put the cat back in the front room.

I wanted to wipe the counters down (and wipe off the bottoms of anything going back on the counter) but my back disagreed with me.

I went and crawled on to the foot of my mother's bed and let her see the pictures on my phone while I sang "All by myseeeeelf" about the cleaning. LOL.

Your brother is sick and needs help.

My friends took pity on me and came over to help me clean. They came over two days in a row. One of them had been up with a fever until 6am and still came over because he realized how stressed I was and that I was upset that my brother wasn't helping at all. He suggested waking my brother up to come help and my other friend said "No, he'll just stand around and get in the way". When my brother finally did get up hours later, the job was almost done. He helped move the bed (which was on wheels) a little.

I worked on the kitchen more and once I got the floor cleaned up, I went to help my friends in the front room. I saved a bunch of my brother's stuff that they were just going to throw out. He used the room as a trash can. Since he never changed the litterbox even once since he brought the cats home, there was cat crap and pee *everywhere*. He didn't heed my warnings to make sure the waterproof mattress pad was put back in place (it came loose on a corner) so the cats peed directly on the electric heated mattress pad and through to the mattress. It was so soaked that it made my friends gag even with masks on. They sprayed it with vinegar and baking soda, flipped it over (once it dried) and I put a new waterproof mattress pad on it and washed the old ones (fortunately they are both machine washable). The kittens climbed in to the liner underneath the boxspring and used it as a litterbox-- which dripped down on everything under the bed. My friends tore the liner off and cleaned up the underside. Floor got cleaned and vacuumed.

My sister was pleasantly surprised.

I still need to work on the kitchen and living room more though. Friends are going to come back over again to help move the old TV out. Front room was such a mess we never got to it. And my back gave out on me. I tried to stand up at the airport. Back said "Nope" and I fell over. I'm sore today, but hopefully I can get some more cleaning done.

Kittens cheered me up bc they found the new layout of the room exciting. They had fun when we tried to put bedding on. They thought the sheets must be attacked and once the sheets were on, they formed a chain attacking one another's tails. Litterbox is in an easy to reach and clean spot so no excuses from my bro. I'll set him up with a scoop and something to dump the litter in. He promised to keep it clean-- but we all know how well he keeps promises.

Sounds like you have some great friends! I clean on Wednesday and Saturdays those are the days my wife works and it keeps me busy until she gets home . Due to my anxiety disorder its the only way I can cope being alone.

I wish that cleaning made me feel good, but it just exhausts me. LOL. At least my sister was comfortable last night-- except when the pregnant cat tried to chew on her head (you know how cats kind of chew into the fur to groom themselves and each other? She tried that on the back of my sister's head). She's been playing with the kittens and they are happy to have human company-- although one of them peed on the blankets so those are in the wash. Fortunately the waterproof mattress pad stopped the pee from going through to the mattress.

I do my best to help my friends out-- they know they can call me at any hour for help and I will be there for them.

Washing machine water pipes froze and a pipe to a water faucet out back ruptured. Turned out it was on the in-house water supply so we had to shut off the main waterline. I asked my friend to get my pipe cutter back and he said he'd come over and help if I just picked him up in the morning. I was up at 6am but it was below 25degrees & I wanted it to get up to 30. By 8am it was still below 30. So I just went to get him, woke him up, brought him back to the house & he started the repairs. Pipe was split for about a foot but I had a scrap the right size. Had a spare elbow since it had split all the way to the elbow. Unfortunately it also split to the ball valve above the elbow and I didn't have one. Had to run into town and get one. Gave it to him and had to run back into town to give his girlfriend a lift to work. I caught some attitude from her manager and was not in the mood for BS so I came close to slapping her. First her manager charged at her in a threatening manner and shouted at her right when we walked in the door, I stepped in between them and told the biyatch that if anyone had a problem with her arrival time (less than 15 min late after she'd given notice of running late and was told it would be ok to come in at 30 min late), they could talk to me about it.

Drove back home & turned water back on. Success! On 3rd load of laundry now and we are leaving early tomorrow morning to take my sister back.

Mom gave our friend a little $ to thank him for getting up early and letting me drag him out there to fix the pipes and check the other pipes to make sure they were ok. Bought him breakfast afterward and dropped him off at home-- his uncle was just leaving and told him that the city had just cut off all water.

Basically the same thing happened to us. went thru a week of low temps of between -12 to -18 every thing was fine then it warmed up to+6 came home from a doctors appointment and the bath tub and ice maker water dispenser were froze up. we have one of those faucets that if 1 water supply doesn't work the whole faucet doesn't so i had no idea if it the cold or hot was frozen .our water lines are in the ceiling so since i cant climb up there any more had to Waite until my son got off work to climb up there and uncover the water lines from about 2 feet of blown in insulation and take a hair dryer and go along each line.took him about 30 minutes turned out to be the cold line . as for the ice maker its in an out side wall behind the cabinets have no idea where its frozen turned the main valve to the line off and will have to wait until another day hopefully warmer and hopefully it doesn't burst.

After four interviews, a lot of positive feedback and "when not if" type language from the people interviewing me, I was expecting an exciting job offer this week. Instead today I found out they decided to pass on me, and they gave an explanation I don't really understand. They said they still really like me and I'm a top contender for the right project when it comes along (and I like them even more because they're obviously very picky about who they hire), but I'm still kinda bummed out.

Nothing lost since I still have my current job, I'm just not thrilled with it and I had already sort of mentally "moved on." Cleared out my desk before I left for Christmas break and everything, expecting to be putting in my 2 weeks around this time. Now I've gotta bring all that crap back and re-acclimate to the idea that I'll be working there at least a few more months.

Grr. Phooey.

Imagine you moved into a house and your front hall was a big mess with coats never being put away because people were too lazy to open the closet, pull out a hanger, and hang up their coat properly. Instead, coats wound up draped over the chair by the door, or thrown over the small table that leads out into the hallway, or sometimes just cast off onto the floor. Same with the wife's purse, which gets left here there or anywhere instead of hung up on the hook on the back of the closet door, because that hook is already occupied by like 6 other coats.

How long do you think you'd muddle through, grinning and bearing that situation? What if you already had a strip of quality coathooks that mount on the wall, just sitting in your garage waiting to be installed? How long would you let this go on for?

Apparently for me the answer to that question is 8 months. Today I finally put an end to it and installed those dang hooks on the wall above the shoe rack.