The dentist’s office called Tom at work and asked if they could fit me in tomorrow to do my bridge at noon. Tom left a message (since I didn’t have the MJ plugged in as usual) asking what time I got up today. Got up at 11:30, which means I’d get 4-6 hours of sleep, which isn’t much for me, but one day of being tired won’t kill me. I called him back and said it’d be ok to do it tomorrow. That way I don’t have to stress about my schedule for another week.
I hope they don’t make a habit of wanting to reschedule too often like the dentist I had when we lived in Phoenix loved to do. I really do prefer to go when I’m scheduled. I’m also pissed at the money my constant problems are costing us. Insurance doesn’t cover everything 100% and he loses money when he has to take time off from work. Wish we could’ve moved first. Chances are I could take the bus from any 55+ park.
The weather is shitty as hell. I like the rain and how it’s quieting the Jes pest (though I could’ve sworn something loud was running up there this morning that woke me up for a few minutes even with the sound machine blaring and me being hundreds of feet away), but I hate the cold. We might freeze Saturday night. The heat didn’t come on last night till 3am. Today it came on at 2pm. It’s only run a few times, though.
Chatted with my German hottie. She’s been overworked, too. She said my messages made her laugh (I told her to shove a Barbie shoe up her boss’s nose) and said she wasn’t 100% for Obama but was 100% against Romney, and asked me my take on the situation.
Touched base with Mary too, and Andy and I still do most of our communicating on Ask.
Poor Tom. He doesn’t get to go online much anymore between when he gets off work and goes to bed. They shut us down like clockwork every day at 5pm and we’re offline for 2-3 hours. Maybe someday we really will move, but it’s way into next year. Still, we both agree there’s no sense in calling them to fix what they simply won’t fix. Even if they did fix it, a couple of weeks later it’s back to the same old outages. Lately, I’ve been asleep throughout the morning shutdowns. We’re shut down for an hour or two then too, so 2-6 hours a day there’s no service at all. Maybe we should still consider a smaller, older place and get out of here sooner. We can easily afford that now.
The poor guy also has to work Saturday, too.
Eating 9 times a day has had miraculous results after just one day of doing it, but I know it won’t last. I didn’t even diet all that hard yesterday either.
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