It's All About Me

I've been on Wegovy now for 16 weeks. I've lost about 15 pounds. In my personal, substantial girth, that ain't much. But yesterday I got a reality check. Bonny was sharing her hip replacement details - show and tell for a meeting of old people - and she said that she had gained 10 pounds of water with the surgery and was having trouble losing it. "None of my pants fit! I can't get my shirt buttoned! Ten pounds is a LOT of weight to gain!!"

hahahah ok so, I said to myself... if 10 is a lot to gain then 15 ain't chump change in the losing department. Go me! I only wear knit clothes that are either very loose or stretchy (or both) so my clothes fit pretty much the same way they always have pretty much. But, I do have a stretched out old swim suit that is very nearly now too baggy to wear. I have the straps tightened as much as they will go. I normally swim by myself so it's ok to wear for laps still.

This living room is a mess. I need to spend some time tidying it up before I do anything else today. I have cat food to put away, yarn to put away, the kitchen to clean up...

Then the baseball game which starts before lunch today.

I finished a book last night that Jo recommended - A Killing in November by Simon Mason. It was really really good. Great characters. It's a British author and a British reader. One of the characters was American and this reader has THE worst American accent ever but you were never confused about who it was when that character was speaking! It was still a great read and... it was #1 in the series of which there are already 4 and soon to be a 5th! happy happy.

I checked my library hold list and several are available soon - you are 1 of 3 waiting, you are 2 of 5 waiting, etc and then there's this one...



Martha recommended it yesterday and I just went to Libby and slapped a hold on to it without looking until this morning. It appears to be THE book to want! At least they have 300+ copies. I have plenty to read until then.

Ooops I just fell down a crochet pattern rabbit hole. Shit will never get done that way. So it's time to get off this computer.

On the lower right there are some stairs with railings and on the upper right is the spa (aka Old People Hang Out). That's facing east, so when the sun is out, particularly in the early morning, it screams through there and blinds all in its wake. (ok, a little dramatic) But, when it's not out, like this morning, it's a beautiful snow-capped mountain view. Oh and see that big white swanish looking thing in the center on the far side of the pool? There's one on the other side and they hold the volleyball net.

My swim this morning was just lovely. And I remembered to stop by the mail room on my way home and pick up Bonny's mail. She wants someone to go to the grocery store for her but she didn't ask and I didn't volunteer. She's too picky and I don't want the stress. Joan taught me that. Joan no longer drives and yet has a laundry list of things she must have at the grocery store. She has a shitload of family but apparently they can't be bothered. I get it. She wants green bananas and when you go out of your way to find green ones and get them for her, she bitches about the price. Nope. The end. Bonny says Safeway does not slice the compressed turkey roll the right way, only QFC does. WHAT THE FUCK??? 1. She could have gotten it before her surgery and popped it in the freezer if she was afraid it wouldn't last a week. (that shit will probably last a year) 2. Beggers should take whatever sliced turkey they get and 3. They sell sliced turkey downstairs at the Bistro. So. No. I'm not volunteering. IF she asks me directly, AND I'm going anyway, I will likely get whatever she wants. Otherwise nope.

I am going to Safeway today, probably. I need tortillas and flat cheese and cottage cheese. But, honestly, I can hold out for another few days and I might. Ok, a little interruption. I just ordered two things from Amazon and had them sent to a locker at a different Safeway! It's still in Issaquah but I've actually never been there. ADVENTURE!! They will be ready for pick up tomorrow. This is exciting.

Today is the usual. I might toss in the laundry. I finally remembered to get some mesh laundry bags at Dollar Tree yesterday. I want one for my bras and one for my socks. My brash always want to octopus my pants and my socks want to wander all over the place so this will contain them. And then... When the closet lady designed my closet she made this neat little pull out thing for scarves. Except. I only have one scarf. BUT I just discovered I can use it to hang my mesh bags above my dirty clothes hamper. Genius.

Ok. I gotta go see my pocket bottoms back together.

Today is my 16th Wegovy shot and my last at the lowest dosage. Next week I am going to start the next step up. I'm thinking that unless I see a radical change, I'll probably just stay at that next step forever. I could probably stay at this one but I want to see if there's a diff.

We gave volleyball a kind of try this morning but there were only 4 of us and 2 didn't count. One of the players has an injury he's nearly healed from but he's going out of town. Another had a skin thing and is not allowed in the pool for two weeks. So, I made the executive decision to call it for a while. I am the one that has the email list of all the players and that makes me in charge! haha. So I sent out an email this morning saying we were going to take a break until after Memorial Day. I kind of did it unilaterally but then realized that the only person who might be real pissed about my doing it was the one person I really don't care whether they are pissed off or not so I did it. Hopefully, by then, we'll have enough people to play.

Until then, I've got laps. Which is what I did today. .88 miles. It was good.

Next up. After I get dressed, make my bed, empty the dishwasher and clean up from breakfast... I'm going to the Dollar store. I have a list.

But, first I have a bit of tech to do. I need to reinstall my wifi extender to see if I make a 2.4G network and a 5G network. One of my smart devices will not latch on and I think it's because it's not finding the 2.4ish bits. So that's first.

I got a text last night from Steve. Steve is the leader of our volleyball group. He's not elected or official but he's the one who takes responsibility for making sure it all works. He and I set up all the equipment every game. And he's the adult of the group. He's never snarky or mean about the assholes, like the rest of us and he keeps everyone nice and polite. And he's tons of fun. He fell off the curb yesterday and sprained his foot and maybe broke it.

So volleyball this morning was a mess. And one of the other good players is having a cist removed from her head tomorrow so she's out for two weeks. Another is going away for four days. The whole thing is crumbling like a dry cupcake. I kind of wonder if it will ever recover.

I got a very cheery text from Bonny yesterday mid afternoon. She was done and had already had PT and was happy as she could be. Then about 2 hours later, I got another saying they were giving her a roommate. This morning I got one saying she was hoping to spring out of there about noon and her roommate was the roommate from hell. At least she's got a new hip.

The maintenance guys are putting the cushions on the chairs out on the patio. I called that one!

Today will be more crochet. I'm working on a vest with a gradient yarn that is just fun to work with. The center back is the light part and it gets darker under the arms and then lighter again. You can see the center seam in this photo. The waffle pattern is very satisfying to work on.



I have a load of laundry ready to go in. The Mariners play tonight and there's my day! I'm on call for Bonny early afternoon. My job is to retrieve the walker from her apartment and take it down to the loading dock when she and her son get here. I think I can handle that.

Sometime yesterday the crew arranged the outside terrace furniture. It was all kind of piled together from when they did a big landscaping a month or so ago. Now it's all back the way it is for the Summer. Next they will bring out the cushions. I'm guessing they are shooting for this week. It's supposed to be very warm today so they will have complaints.

Old people LOOOOVE to complain - especially about stuff they used to control and now no longer do. When they had their own homes, they did it this way... When they hired their own services, they made sure...

Bonny and Joan both get newspapers delivered. The security staff does the door deliveries. And, according to Joan and Bonny, they NEVER get it right. Sometimes they leave it on the floor. Now, in fairness, neither Joan nor Bonny can pick up shit from the floor easily. So I made them signs taped to their shelves in English and Spanish asking that the newspapers be left on the shelves. This has worked flawlessly.

HOWEVER, yesterday at Elbow Coffee they were both bitching because they leave the paper vertically when they should leave it horizontally. WTF??? I give up. I'm going to train myself to ignore all complaints except mine which, of course, are always valid.

This is NOT a complaint. I weigh myself on my Wyze scale every morning. It sends the data to Fitbit and the weight then goes to Trendweight.Com where I can easily see progress and trend. The Wyze to Fitbit transition is true but nearly every single day, a 10th of a pound is lost between Fitbit and Trendweight. It amuses the heck out of me and I appreciate the gesture. If it added a 10th of a pound, I'd be using the pant off of both of them for false data manipulation. If that is not a thing I'd make it one. ha!

The Mariner game started late thanks to The Big Eunuch celebration and so ran late. They played great until the end of the game when they made not one but two stupid and, turns out, fatal, errors and lost it in the 10th. They deserved to lose. And, honestly, I blame The Big Eunuch. And just love using that nickname.

Today's game starts at 1. And, at least my favorite announcer is doing the color.

Our pool has 4 lanes and today there were swimmers in 3 of them! That's as crowded as I've ever seen it.

Tomorrow is the Bonny to the hospital at 0 dark 30. Should be fun.

Oh, I finally got into the new MyChart. I had to verify with a text about fiftybigillion times but I finally got it done, got my brother access, set up my notifications - never call me and never send me snail mail. My money says within the next week, I'll get a letter in the mail and at least one robo call welcoming me to the system. MyChart is now Epic and Epic says 'come link all your accounts at this umbrella site!!!' I got the one linked but, of course, the new one is listed as a non-linker. Thanks for that help.

Also the software now offers up no way to change your password. At one point I was allowed to set a passkey but, there does not appear to be any way to use it. And two factor authentication goes to both my email and my phone number with no way to change it.

They have some details to work out but the funniest one is this...



Those are ALL the options. Seems like they might want to think about adding at least one more.

Now I think I'll go brush my teeth and then watch my Sunday morning Tia Watson YouTube update.

Bonny asked me a while ago if I would drive her to the hospital for her surgery on Monday. She said it would probably be early 'and you are always up early anyway.' Whatever. Then she said her friend Chris would take her and then she said her son would take her (she's still not speaking to her daughter). Then yesterday afternoon, I learned it was back to me. She said she would find out today exactly what time. Fine. I don't care, really. She's going to the same hospital I took Myrna to a million times. It's not convenient but at least I know how to get there.

She just texted me that her check in time is 5:20 am. Honestly, I would not have enough nerve to ask anyone to take me somewhere 30 minutes away at 5:20 in the morning. God made Uber and Lyft for that. But, I'm not Bonny! It's fine. And as I pointed out, at least we'll dodge the morning rush hour. Her son is on the hook to pick her up after which is a relief.

So, yesterday, I went into the storage room to find one of my swiss army knives to keep in the car. I found one but I also found my glucose monitoring kit. A few years ago, I got a wild hair to monitor my glucose daily. Then I had my annual doctor visit and my numbers were down and he didn't even mention diabetes or pre diabetes so I abandoned the effort.

My numbers were back up this past January so I decided yesterday to see if the Wegovy was making a difference. My kit is a little stabber and then a little reader and an app. I remember from before that the instructions were confusing and incomplete and the app sucked and it was incredibly difficult to find out what my readings indicated. That's all I remembered. I opened the kit and found the stabber, the little stabbing pins, the strips and the reader. The reader wanted batteries. I couldn't get the pins into the stabber so I just jammed one into a finger. Then I could't get the reader to read. I tried this several times until I was out of fingers. Finally, I went to gemini. Oh that stabber is WAY easier when you know how to load and operate it! And, the little strips do not go in blood first. And, I should have done a fasting draw. Otherwise, all was good. hahahahha

My fasting draw this morning was 111 - I was expecting much better. But, I was also expecting to have lost more weight so whatfuckingever. The glucose kit goes back into the storage area this morning.

Friday is menu day and next week's selections are dreadful. Next week is also the last week of the meal allowance month. So, this morning I ordered 3 dinners. 2 for the freezer and 1 for me. That leaves me enough for necessities (yogurt, quiche, eggs) next week and lunch tomorrow. This week they had decent lunches and dinners. So I took advantage.

The Mariners game tonight is the start of the whole retirement of the asshole's jersey. I'm thinking it will be a good game to watch on mute.

Meomensteeen - a fellow Mariner fan - left a comment on yesterday's entry which turned my asshole pitcher's frown upside down. The asshole's nickname is The Big Unit. She said "Once my grandma misheard my dad when he was talking about Randy Johnson. She asked me, "What is this big eunuch your father keeps talking about?" Ever since then, my family has called him The Big Eunuch."

I am so so so so sorry that my Mom died without hearing this.

I just ordered more yarn. I have a house full of yarn. I have yarn for the blanket I just started. I have yarn for the vest I just started. I clearly have a yarn problem. But I found this yarn and put it in my basket and waited for a free shipping deal. I got the free shipping code so what was I supposed to do??

Ok, enough. Before I spend another penny this morning, I need to get dressed and make up my bed. Them's the rules.


This is the project I settled on for this yarn. It's one of those go until it's big enough or you are tired of it projects.

After dinner or sometimes before, my Mom would go to her room announcing she was putting on her soft clothes. Sometimes it was sweats. Sometimes it was nightgown and robe. It was comfortable clothes, no bra and meant to be seen by family only.

I had a great swim this morning. The Mariners game is at 10:40 today. I have no other obligations or things I want to do outside this apartment and enough food so I don't even need to go get any so I have declared today a Soft Clothes Day. Sweat pants, a Mariners 3/4 sleeve t shirt and no bra. Cause, why not?

My doctors' office is switching from their own online portal which is kind of a dog to My Chart which is less of a dog. The switch over is going to take place on May 2 - Saturday. They have it set up so that on Saturday (or after) you can, apparently create an account but not until then. My doctor did make a remark when last we talked that finally she'll have a decent connection with her patients so I am interested to see what the differences are. I was one of the first patients to use My Chart when my Seattle doctor got it years ago. I wonder if it will remember me.

Ok so. I just logged onto the my old MyChart which now shows my current primary doctor! Her info is in shadow and in complete so clearly a coming soon situation. And there is an umbrella MyChart (now known, apparently, as Epic) where I can link my two accounts. So I'm now all set up on it and will add the new link on Saturday. It would be very cool if it also linked the info - like if I could see/compare 10 years of test results.

Oh! A silver Audi convertible sports car just left the garage with the top down. Old guy in ballcap at the wheel. Now there's a true picture of the much overused expression - living his best life.

Ok, time to get off the computer and empty the dishwasher, and tidy up before first pitch.

This week promises to be a quiet one with nothing to dread. In other words, lovely.

My swim this morning was wonderful. I think I was just so grateful that the water was not ice cube cold. I've added about 10 minutes onto my swim for really no good reason - it just feels right. I do need to charge up my music player and change songs.

They are still delivering a newspaper to Jim Across The Hall every day and nothing has changed. No one has come to take his things. This week will mark 30 days since they took him and so the deadline for emptying his apartment. I guess the plan is to pay for another month. Curious but none of my beeswax.

No sun out this morning - no rain - just an eye pleasing cloudy. It would be a good day to run errands but I don't really need anything.

So I'll stay in and puzzle and knit and watch TV. The usual. The Mariners play at 5.

I was thinking yesterday about the life I lead now. And how lovely it is. And what I thought it would be when I was in my 20's and 30's. I have not worked now for more than a dozen years. I loved working. I really did. But, I think I really do like this better.

The pool water was a couple of degrees cooler than normal and the jets were shooting out cold water. This is has happened on the weekend so often, that a month or so ago, I asked the facilities lead what I should do when this happens and she had to contact Security and have them call her. I contacted security. The guy did not seem at all interested. I sent the lead an email. It could just be that the boiler needs to be switched on. If they wait until Monday, it will take several days for the pool to heat back up. It might be ok for swimming tomorrow but by Sunday, it will be too cold to be fun. Oh well. I've done what I could.

At least volleyball was good and not terribly chilly.

Today's Mariner game starts right after Elbow Coffee which starts in 30 minutes so that's my day!

First I need to get dressed.

I do not do well if I skip breakfast. So I don't but I also don't have a lot of patience with breakfasts requiring lots of ingredients, elaborate prep and/or dirtying of many items. I do have a tendency to find a good idea and have it every day until another good idea comes in to replace it. Currently I'm one egg scrambled with a fork full of cottage cheese wrapped in a flour tortilla.

Except now I am out of tortillas. So a trip to the grocery is on the agenda. I think I'll go to QFC and score one of their poke bowls which will do nicely 1/2 for lunch and 1/2 for dinner.

I just picked up next week's Timber Ridge menus and there are a bunch of good choices. The past couple of weeks have been stinkers but next week... yum.

This morning was the first morning that I had to lower the shades to enjoy my coffee. I love my shades. This morning situation won't last long - a month or so and then the sun moves on.

I had a wonderful swim this morning. That forced week off has benefits of double enjoyment now.

The Mariners are in the Midwest for the week so nice early times.

I have a load of laundry that I put in before I went to swim. It's now nearly ready to come out for folding and hanging. And I need to get dressed. Time to get on with the day!

p.s. This past week, I misplaced a very handy metal retractable tape measure that I've had for years. Gone. Just gone. And now FOUND!! And it's very clean.