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So I started this on Tuesday, and fell asleep in the middle. Completed it today, with a sucktastic ending. I'd say my life is a farce, but this entire fucking year is a farce. If only it will end.

So, Tuesday, I:

Woke up at 5am. Realized I was hungry. Didn't want to get up, ate some sunflower seeds I keep on the bedside table for that purpose.
Pill alarm woke me at 8. Realized I was hungry and that, despite how tired I felt, was unlikely to fall asleep again.
Stood up (knees ok), went into hobby room and grabbed an eggroll from the fridge, and while eating it
turned on kettle
went to get my morning pills and my mug from my room
went back to the hobby room to put my mug by the tea and
realized i was still carrying bag with the other 2 egg rolls in it. Put it back in fridge.
squeezed yesterday's teabags into rest of yesterday's tea (gasp! Sacrilege! STALE TEA!), put teabags
into compost bowl, tea into mug.
Realized still had some gypsy cold care tea left from yesterday, drank it all.
got out vita tea (last bag - oh right, i ordered more yesterday), gypsy cold care teabag, and stared
at tea selection. No, don't want more scotch breakfast, no cinnmon stick box, don't want china breakfast, plain no, golden chai no. guess it's constant comment.
set up the teabags, kettle says 175, my knees aren't going to stand here and stare at it.
I'm out of egg roll. Stare into fridge, nope, no brain, grab second eggroll.
Sat down, eating eggroll. Opened 2 bills, notated envelopes, tea kettle goes beep.
Stood up (knees ok...) Water into teapot, gcc mug, vita mug... no water to warm up tea from yesterday. Nope, no patience for doing the walk into bathroom, get brita, walk into hobby room, fill kettle, walk into bathroom, refill brita, dance. Cold tea it is.
Sit back down, solitaire while I finished egg roll
Then thought of writing this down. yay? something vaguely more ?useful?productive?acceptable? than solitaire.
oh. i oculd have nuked my tea warm. doh.
right, take pills.
fuss with email a bit. oh gods, even traditional medicinals is on the pumpkin spice kick.
(a moment for facepalm. sigh. discord beeps, check it out. bicker about politics for a few sentences)
finished opening all the mail, sorted bills into 'due by' date.
Finally, opened ledger (that I had actually brought over to the table, along with the checkbook, yesterday), grabbed the envelopes of coupon pays from tucked into front cover, and make sure I have everything.
..... looked at it all, decided I didn't want to stand up again and go find another check register right now. Spent about 2 hours watching Overly Sarcastic Productions videos (dionysus, hermes, don quixote, The Lancer) while playing solitaire. (2 hours ish)
Took a deep breath and turned back to the bills. Stood up (knees ok?), found a check register in hte bill box in the storage room, grabbed 2 aspirin from my room, Grabbed a different mug of tea.
Walked around the table to put my tea down after swallowing the aspirin, realize I need the toilet.
Spent some time in the bathroom playing sudoku while my body did its thing
did the refill the kettle dance
killed what might have been a roach on my countertop (FUCK)
grabbed 2 plums from the fridge and 3 chocolate bars (Nibmor brand,17g bars, one plain dark, one with cherries, one with blueberries) andsat down again to do bills.

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This was written Wednesday:

So then I actually did the bills, with various thigns on youtube, mostly stuff from Britain about the royalty (Real Royalty, I think, is the name of the channel. It has interesting things, but also very boring things.) I finished all the house bills around 5pm, and then by 7 I felt like I was falling asleep. I told the kids to just bring up dinner when it was ready, and I'd eat it when I woke. I went and laid down, but the activity of dinner being delivered to me didn't wake me. I woke up around 3am, just long enough to see the time. I woke at 4:30ish, ate the food left to me, and don't rememeber falling asleep again but woke at 6:45 for the toilet. Realized I'd never taken my midnight pills, figured the way I was going, the 8am pill alarm would wake me and I'd just take morning pills. I woke up at 11:45am with a headache.

I've now eaten the last eggroll, 2 plums, 2 cheese sticks. and most of my morning pills. I"ve found more evidence of the squirrel visiting the bathroom (that is apparently no longer visiting the rest of the house, unless it's pushing the door closed again behind it (which doesn't latch, alas)), and even tho I'm sitting in direct sunlight in the hobby room, I can't get warm. So I'm off to my bedroomden again, to wrap up in sweaterrobe and sit in the cradle office chair. maybe it will help alleviate the too-cool+headache and I might even wake up.

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To end: I didn't fall asleep. I think I took a migraine pill at some point earlier, tho I don't recall. Younger Kid showed up about 2:30 pm, to grab the bills and mail them. I couldn't think of anything I wanted to ask for for 4pm food, so I let him go off to do that. I also took the other migraine med about this time. Shortly after, I finally thought of something from the convenience store, called his phone, but he was home already (and hadn't told me. :( ) So I asked for 1 grilled cheeze sandwich and some tomato soup, in which I had Too Many Crackers. And took my pills.

I don't even know what I've done this evening. I've poked at mail a bit, I read twitter a little, I watched a couple of Overly Sarcastic vids, Dinner was brought up around 9pm. Ate half of it, put the rest in the fridge, and shortly after 11pm I was using a plastic toothpick around the base of my teeth and popped a filling out.

So now I shouldn't eat anything before seeing a dentist, which means tomorrow is going to be LOVELY. I also need to make an appointment to go to a bank and get a form ?authorized? not notarized, it has to be a bank thing, I don't get it, but it's what I was told was needed by some ?investment? thing that my (deceased in 2004) mother had money in my name in, and I thought I had put it in my name but maybe this is another? The person on the phone (last week or so) told me they couldn't tell me how much it was, but that it was under the limit of having the bank do the thing with it, which is 100k. Which is useful knowledge, and also slightly disappointing. I mean, one frequently imagines that suddenly found accounts are worth bajillions of cash, right?

Sending this off, might record my adventures tomorrow. Whee.

I must say, the ambient election dread is not playing well with my 'the last quarter of the year is shit'.

Current Mood: apathetic
Current Location: Home-Den
Current Music: fan white noise
Crossposts: https://khatru.livejournal.com/34812.html

I write this about 6:15 pm my time, trying to figure out what I'd done all day.

I sat down in my hobby room this morning, with 'I should do bills' as my concept. So far I have

Fetched my smaller-box-of-pills-I'm-taking from the storage room
Fetched the brita pitcher from the bathroom
Filled the kettle and turned it on
Refilled the brita pitcher
set up the mugs with gypsy cold care, vita 'genius', and teapot with 'scottish breakfast'
set up the soup mug with canned veggie soup to mix boiling water into
made 3 ham&cheese roll-ups (1 slice ham, 1 slice swiss, 1 line mustard on an angle, roll)
poured boiling water into 2 mugs and teapot
realized i didn't have enough water left for soup
refilled kettle and turned it on
Refilled brita pitcher
eaten protein rolls
Poured water into soup
set up my pills for the week
taken my morning pills
ate soup, while I
fussed with email (triaging 'don't need to read', 'should read but later', and 'just delete')
put my fill-pillpods-from-this-box away
noticed the bag of refilled meds on the table in the storage room, and fussed with putting my cache of pills in order again (trying to have oldest most grabbable, and have small space for it, so had to reset a few times as I knocked things over, fortunately not to the floor)
Brought the containers of one set of migraine meds (maxalt), into the hobby room (some of which were ziploc baggies of 9 pills (what I can get a month), some of which are in small boxes labeled for 9 pills)
Spent time writing the filled-dates in large marker on the baggies, and the boxes
Belatedly realized that there were actually only 2 expiry dates
re-ordered them by expiry date rather than prescription-filled date (all the ones in baggies were the same date, so they all went into one baggie with the expiry date on it, and all the boxes got individually dated because they are too tight a fit to be combined)
fussed with email and read some patreon-sent comics
Remembered I wanted to look up the stuff the orthopedist put into my knee and looked up knee gel injections
Realized I was clearly not remembering the name of the stuff correctly.
Remembered, halfway through writing a patient portal message to the doc office asking about it, that I had recorded the session (because they wouldn't let me have anyone else there to help me remember)
Spent 10 minutes listening to it, to get the name and the bit of convo with my questions after
Found it online and read around for a bit
Stumbled across Psoriatic Arthritis references, and fell into that rabbit hole for a bit (apparently it correllates with everything else I have, and no one's figured out if there's any cause or all just correlation
remembered bills!
opened a bunch of snail mail, one of which was from the 529 account we never touched for Younger Child
looked up what to do if you don't use the 529 moneys that were saved, took a while to find anything useful, and read around a little
Found a package of a Kickstarter reward in the mail. Opened it, found d&d miniatures.
Found no indication who it was from. Looked in email for what it likely was. Checked them over to make sure they survived the trip across the pond, and that I got them all.
Re-read some of the updates
Decided the tummy weirdness was maybe hungry
Pulled bread from freezer, put in toaster
Found a sweater, cause maybe the fidgets are thermal discomfort
Asked for butter to be brought upstairs cause I was out
Commented on the campaign that I received them
fussed with email, sorting emails relating to that campaign into the 'Completely Done' folder
Finally butter was delivered, ate lukewarm toast
opened some more mail, some of which were bills that I noted and set into the pile to deal with
3 of which were bank statements, of which 1 was long (brokerage) and I tried to read, 1 that confused me (previously dormant savings account suddenly sending reports again), 1 useful.
One of which was another Kickstarter package, of a gmless one-shot rpg that was much easier to find in my mail
Commented that i received it, thank you
fussed with email, sorting emails relating to that campaign into the 'Completely Done' folder
20 minutes after I ate toast I was EVEN HUNGRIER, so asked for and got hot dogs, eventually by 4:30pm
took my 4pm pills
Opened up a letter from my cobra company, looked up what to do when cobra ends
Remembered bills BEFORE going down that rabbit hole!
Opened a bunch of snail mail and realized I wasn't finding some that I was pretty sure were already put on the hobby room table
talked on discord about a house in new hampshire
realized Elder Child was probably asleep
talked to Younger Child about dinner
ordered chinese
Found the rest of the bills under a box as I was talking to YC
And then it was 6:30 and I needed to go set up to play wow.

No bills were dealt with.

Remember I said it was morning when I sat down? It was 7:30 am when I sat down at the table, figuring to do bills. ("Do" in this sense is: open mail, note moneys due and when on envelope, note same in ledger book, write check, note moneys sent and when check written in ledger book, address/return address envelope, reconcile checkbook, put it all away.) I wanted to have the bills mailed today.

And yes, I've broken it down that finely because it really really felt like each of those was an actual step. As in, I have to think about it to do it. I am so. Tired. Of. Brain. Fog.

I played 3.5 hours of WoW, realized I was brainfried, thought about going to bed, and noticed as I stared at my screen that I'd sent the above writing to myself to post here from my desktop, cause I can't recall my password to login to DW on my laptop, which is what's in the hobby room. It's now 1:45 am. I actually *woke up* around 5am, after restless sleep all night.

It's getting to the nonfunctional time of year. Otter's Mom died Oct 28; Otter and my anniversary is Oct 30; no family around to celebrate my birthday on Nov 19, or do thanksgiving with. Can't even go visit folks for post-thanksgiving weekend. Otter died on Dec 8, My dad died on Dec 23, and I am somehow to make sure I have new insurance post-december 31, when I don't even know exactly what I'm getting from Social Security yet - I was 'approved medically' but 'still deciding non-medically' and what the fuck is even that. Do I get money or not? WHEN?

I swear, I need a personal assistant. Someoen I can say, "this needs to happen" and it will.

Fuck, I forgot to take my foodless pills. And midnight pills.

Current Mood: blank
Current Location: Home-Den
Current Music: fan white noise
Crossposts: https://khatru.livejournal.com/34367.html

Actually, I did a few things.

After I woke for the third time from dreaming about how various exes could have alternately broken up with me (from the way they did) I decided I didn't want to dream about that anymore and stayed up. This was the first time in 3-5 days I didn't wake up with a headache, tho, so yay! (?)

I poked at email on my tablet while collecting and eating breakfastish, culling kickstarter messages and triaging other things for desktop, till I realized the app on my tablet was showing them to me weirdly. At which point I started actively poking at the bills that I'd gathered into one place while I waited for my teakettle to boil and such. There's some collecting and sorting and recording that I did while...

I listened to my voicemail (gasp!). Someone from the mail-order specialty-pharmacy called back(1) and told me that my long-term anti-hive shot has a copay-relief program, and gave me the phone number to call to enroll, after which I should call them and give them the information.

So I did that, and enrolled, and vaguely listened to Terms and Conditions, which I no longer remember but I was listening closely enough to pick up that this can be retroactive for 120 days. When I had the person again, I confirmed that information. Now, toward the end of last year, I'd made my out-of-pocket expenses and wasn't paying for anything (yay?) so I've only been paying for the shot again since January.

I then called the M-O S-P and gave them the info, and told them about retroactive, and the person I was talking to kicked it up to the 'figure this out' staff. Woo!

I also texted my financial guy about how much money is currently in the brokerage account. He called back, and we discussed moving money so I can pay bills. He will move money into it so I can pay bills for a couple of months, and also move some money into the grocery-and-eat-out-and-copays account, which is VERY significantly down, because I should have had disability all-fucking-ready goddammit.

And then I wrote out checks for all the bills currently in hand, total of 9. (Still waiting for 2, but most of the rest have first-of-month due-dates.)

I had stew for dinner (THank you, Eldest!) and spent the rest of the night poking at WaPo and email instead of doing something relaxing. Which has also made my thumb hurt, combined with writing out checks. *sigh* My thumb hurts enough now that hitting the spacebar is being a problem, so I'm gonna get off the desktop and either read a book or possibly poke at random games on my phone.

(1) Yesterday, I decided to answer an unexpected phone call from the Mail Order Specialty Pharmacy that I am forced to use because my insurance won't pay for some drugs any other way. This one being $300-$500 per shot (depending on the exact dose), I growl but succumb. They wanted to schedule the next delivery of the shot to my doctor, which isn't due for 3+ weeks but whatevs. I didn't get the robot phone call till 7pm or so, and when it asked if I wanted to order it then, I said sure. I was sort of bemused by the actual person who came on the line, who was clearly, desperately, following a script, including telling me they were going to call my doctor to schedule the delivery, could I please hold on, and were then somewhat flustered when I told them it was 7pm and the doctor was not there. They called anyway, and wow, the doctor wasn't there! So today I got a callback before I woke up, informing me they'd confirmed the delivery, and about the copay-relief program. Yay! I will only pay $5 now instead of $70. That's a sushi take-out for 3!

Current Mood: content
Current Location: Home-Den
Crossposts: https://khatru.livejournal.com/32686.html

I've been doing a lot of stuff that doesn't look like much.

Conversed with R about $THINGS. The primary thing coming from that is that we're moving up the timeline on househunting. Since I want to have overlap between getting a new house and selling this one so that I'm not frantically trying to pack, and the main reason I was setting it off 1-2 years was so that C would have a geopolitically appropriate address for his school, we can disconnect looking/moving and C's address need, and just leave him in the house on his own for a bit. So now I'm actually looking at the not-quite-spam mail that I'm getting from the three websites, and have brought R in to the ONE that lets you connect someone in (WHY IS THIS NOT A GENERAL THING???) and we're leaving comments for each other on houses.
Three of us went to a set of 3 open houses this past Sunday. First one was a house I wouldn't offer on, because it doesn't have the minimum accessibility I would need, but it was very local and a good learning experience. I also proceeded to inform the people manning the open house exactly why I wouldn't offer for it (there was much more than just the lack of accessibility, such as the complete lack of insulation in the attic, with sunlight visible in multiple places under the eaves). Second one, the people who were opening the house failed to show, it being after 2pm on a 1-4pm open house. We left. Third house was up in Bloomfield, move in ready, with some oddments that all older houses have (like, why was there a deadbolt on the door between the kitchen and the basement?) and all the accessibility I'd need. However, parking is minimal, and there are things (like one of the sets of steps from the house to the back yard is in the way of getting anything large *to* the hatch to the basement) that means that it's probably not actually the right house for us.
I had a week+ of doctor visits, that ended up with a small twinge in my back that I've had since about 2 weeks after Otter died flaring wildly. Paindoc thinks I might have gotten another compressed nerve, wants to MRI, and agreed to wait till I got insurance. That pain hasn't quite settled down, and is affecting my ability to do much. I've also felt lower energy since Sunday and the three open houses where I was walking around on uneven ground (looking around the houses) and doing stairs.
I came downstairs this past Monday to do bills and stuff, and was so out of it that I didn't even realize it was after 7 before I actually got moving on paper/mail intake until I was suddenly handed dinner. I meant to come down yesterday, and failed, ending up taking migraine meds, and extra pain meds. Today I woke up at midnight (top fo the day) and fell asleep again at 7, barely managing to eat food and take morning pills; ended up taking an extra pain med some time later; woke up just before 4pm pills, and dragged myself down here to at least do bills if not the phone calls, only to find that the fucking ATT bill is not here yet. *sigh*
Exiting Housemate has slowed down her exiting, due to her own health issues. Completely reasonable, but I'm getting antsy to have stuff gone. It's at the point where it's mostly just stuff to be put in trash and recycling, and I'm beating my head against C to do that, because R is doing EVERYTHING ELSE and we're really done.
To the point where R caught a cold (or something, it apparently came on faster than usual) and was sleeping a *lot*. A bunch of takeout later, a bunch of barely-touch-into-the-oven later, a few Inform-C-he-was-cooking-and-could-just-be-pissy-if-he-wanted-but-that's-it meals, and R took some money and slept in a nearby hotel for a few nights so that the allergen load would be less/different. Also, finally went to doc even tho temp never got over 101, and was given antibiotics anyway cause former smoker.
The kids, finally, after literally 2 weeks of nagging, moved the Forester out from underneath the dangling slate.
Finding a roofer to take on our roof has, again, been special, with 1 ghost on an estimate, 1 'you'll hear from us in a couple of days' that turned into two phone calls and a voice message later saying, "yeah, we do slate but not jobs that big" (WTF?), 1 semi-reasonable estimate, and 1 that said 'you need a whole new roof'. We have the lower estimate for the small roof that was damaged by the tree set to happen next week, and then we work from there, I guess.
May is the first month that I'm paying bills out of the account made with the life insurance money. Of course, the car insurance 6month is due this month, and the house insurance is due June 1, so there's going to be a huge dip to start with. Hopefully financial guy won't get nervous. :D
The car insurance customer service guy actually called late last week - later than he had said, but he *did* call back. Apparently C's good student discount is valid for, at least, this cycle of insurance payment. Yay! $2900 for 6 months is annoying as fuck.
I think that's all.

Contemplate agitating at ATT to change billing date.
Try to take Skitty to the vet for checkup when C is home.
Do more of the stuff that needs to be kept up with.
Find out when annual taxes are due
Arrange to actually get the roof fixed. IN PROCESS
call tax assessor office 9a-3p Barbara 9087692906 AFTER 12:30 WEDNESDAY as of 20180208
Decide day of month I need to pay bills. (2 days before end of month is not enough time)
Clear out envelope of Bills Since Death and sort into records, bills, whatever.
Figure out what to do about cpap machines (company emailed back, saying donate or whatever) (in process)

Talk to R about:

Container specifically for estate stuff. - Catbag?
Container for my paper notes on phone calls.
Container for medical records current year, bills and other
Container for keeping records, current year (currently back half of step sorter that R got from Staples, and repurposed wire mesh phone stand)
Container for medical records specifically for past years.
Containers for keeping records for past years, to hold paid bills and record keeping.
Container for tax info papers bundled by year for past years.
Container for my frustration and sanity. (Research ongoing. Last marble was found in dice bag, perhaps something similar?)

Crossposts: https://khatru.livejournal.com/28195.html

Woke up at midnight for my midnight food/pills, from a dream where I was trying to solve an epic quest, possibly with other people, and all the NPC ish people were no longer able to help us. We had to remove some bodies ?alive? from laying over other things protectively, and they were large and heavy and resisting, and we were down to the last one and I realized my cat was sleeping on my arm and I had to go to the bathroom. *sigh*
Woke up again about 10am after about 6 hours of sleep, and realized I was actually awake. So I texted R that I wanted to go out Notary Public hunting today, to be able to mail off the form for TIAA to give me Otter's pension. There were more dreams, but I didn't retain them.
Called TIAACREF to ask how long it will take to get the money once they get the forms. "5-7 business days." I'll believe it when it happens.
Called the person who had called me about owing money to the doctor group that Otter had apparently been paying $200/month to that I had no clue about until she called me as another phone number available to bug. I got the payoff number from her, made that check out and stuffed it in an envelope to mail while we were out.
Looked for the paperwork to turn the Merrill Edge account over, and couldn't find it. Sent the contact person an email owning my flakiness and asking for a new set of paperwork.
Went to the bank we started up the account with in December, and asked if they had a notary. They did, the guy who did the paperwork to start the account, who was happy to see us and just did his notary thing.
Went to the post office and sent the thing off for that pension fund certified mail, to get a return receipt.
Came home and did bookkeeping reconciling banking and making sure my checkbook was up to date.
Called the 401k plan company to find out how long it would take to get their money. After a bit of circling around with her trying to get her system to agree that I was me, ended up finding out that they have the two checks - one money for me, one money for the IRA I'm starting up, in the mail today. Wooo!
Culled through the things that have accumulated under the cut, and I've basically finished all of them. I'll include them above the cut this time. Go me!
Checked the mail, and nothing important was there. The most convenient branch of the bank that my mom's house account is with is closing, which is annoying, but no bills or anything else.
Received a phone call from the lawyer in Florida who is dealing with my aunt's estate. We started talking and then he sounded like he couldn't hear me, and then hung up, and rejected my callback. WTF-ever.
Went Upstairs To Play WoW!

Arrange to actually get the roof fixed.
call tax assessor office 9a-3p Barbara 9087692906 AFTER 12:30 WEDNESDAY as of 20180208
Decide day of month I need to pay bills. (2 days before end of month is not enough time)
Clear out envelope of Bills Since Death and sort into records, bills, whatever.
Figure out what to do about cpap machines (company emailed back, saying donate or whatever) (in process)

Talk to R about:

Container specifically for estate stuff. - Catbag?
Container for my paper notes on phone calls.
Container for medical records current year, bills and other
Container for keeping records, current year (currently back half of step sorter that R got from Staples, and repurposed wire mesh phone stand)
Container for medical records specifically for past years.
Containers for keeping records for past years, to hold paid bills and record keeping.
Container for tax info papers bundled by year for past years.
Container for my frustration and sanity. (Research ongoing. Last marble was found in dice bag, perhaps something similar?)