Tuesday

Tomorrow is house cleaner day. And Goodwill has their Senior Discount so that's where I'll head while she's here. BUT, this time I'm going to make sure I take a load for donation.
My Goodwill bin is full. And today I'm going to go through my closet and donate all the Summer stuff I did not touch this year. I think the pile is going to be embarrassingly large.

My doctor took no time to switch out my drugs. Atenolol is the one that no one has any more and he switch me Metroprolol. I think I'll do a little in house blood pressure check study of the old and then switch and check. I'm not concerned at all except that I need to have it good for whenever I go back to the doctor. He gets all heebee jeebee with high readings. I want to keep him calm :)

And that's about the extension of the action around here today. I think all three condo webcams are up to stay (hope hope hope) - the tape didn't hold the one in the lobby so I Sugru'd it, too. I had to order some new Sugru as I used my last. It does not have a forever shelf life so I only keep about 3 packs on hand.

I'm having another fitness tracker crisis. My Fitbit is tracking steps but not swimming. For the third day in a row. I could go back to Misfit. And might. There is nothing else on the market right now that ticks all my boxes. Or even as many as Fitbit and Misfit do and both of them fall way short. Hopefully someone is going to crack this for Christmas this year.

The Mariners put post season tickets on sale yesterday. I can buy seats in the Diamond Club (4 rows back from home plate with banquet meal, booze and unlimited snacks) for $500. There are only two single seat tickets available in the Diamond Club section for most post season games - I'm actually surprised there are any single seats at all. Assuming the Mariners do not make it to the post season, again, the $500 will go towards next season's tickets so not really a bad deal at all. But, I think I'll pass.

Ok enough procrastinating. That bedroom closet is not trash talking me.

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So Susan, What is your relationship like with various members of your family?

My family was never huge and is dying out so at least this will be quick. I have a brother and a sister and a cousin.

My Mom had only one brother who was killed in World War II before he fathered any children. Dad had one sister who who had a son. My Aunt and her husband are long gone but her son is still alive.

My cousin is now 74 and lives in the house his dad built when he was 7 not that far from downtown Oklahoma City. He was (is?) a journeyman electrician who never married. My Dad made kind of an effort to include him but never approved of his life decisions so wasn't all that successful. I'm the only one in our family he's even moderately attached to. He's not big on communication. No acrimony at all. Probably indifference more than anything. I used to call him every four or five years just to check in. It didn't seem as if he minded the calls, more like he just didn't see the point.

About 7 or 8 years ago, I got a post card from him asking for my email address for his attorney who was setting up a trust with me as a trustee. Then a couple of years after that, I got an official letter from the attorney saying he was no longer involved with any trusts because he was now a judge. Really odd the whole thing, but that's my cousin.

My sister is 18 months younger than I am and lives on Lopez Island which happens to be about 2.5 hours north of here. We have not spoken since shortly after my Mom died in 2005. My sister has always been high maintenance. When my parents were alive, I tried to keep a relationship with her because it meant a lot to them. But it was a bloody struggle and when they died, I quit. My life is substantially better, calmer, nicer without her in it.

My brother is 4 years younger than I am. He's my friend and my support and my connection. We went years without much contact. We were busy. But a couple of decades ago we kind of drifted back together and it's been so wonderful for me. He lets me share his life and his chickens 24/7 via webcams. He never runs out of patience at my very frequent pestering of him about this and that and nothing important. My life would not be nearly as rich or as nice without him.

Yer Welcome

Closet purge is done and whew. I was merciless. I let some things go that I truly love and that even Marie Kondo probably would have kept. I also found some stuff that had been lost because the closet just had too much shit in it. So now it does not have too much shit in it. More than half of this is already in the car. I'll take the last two bags with me as I walk out the door.

And then I ordered a new laptop desk. My posture is so piss poor. Between that and all the extra pounds I carry around, not to mention old age, my back is in perpetual ache. I spend so much time on this laptop that I figure being able to move it up and down easily might help. So I got a simple table with a pneumatic lift. Be here Thursday. Thanks, Amazon.

More fucking with the condo cams. I'm getting a little weary of them but I do enjoy the spying. Sandy decided she wanted one moved. So I had to un Sugru it. Fortunately it was the latest one to be Sugru'd so it was quite cured yet and I was able to salvage the wall. Good thing I ordered more.

Now I'm hot and tired and ready to sit and watch baseball and knit. Ooops rain in Baltimore. Roofs, people!! Get one. I guess it's back to Silent Witness. S'ok I need to burn through them before my trail is up anyway.