Crazy plan

Today. The Monday of Thanksgiving week. I am going to Costco. I get it. It's nuts. But, hey. I need the steps. I have a very short list of things I might get but I also might get nothing. The point is the steps. A flat place with interesting stuff to see in a climate controlled environment. So today I'm going to Costco.

Biggie has his bitey on today. Not in a mean way. And not in a break skin way but still. I don't like it. So off the chair. Off the chair. Off the chair. Ok, if that's the way you want to play it, I'll go take a shower. He was still on the chair when I got back so... 3 treats. 2 next to the chair and 1 outside his whale bed. Now I'm clean and he's snuggled into the whale bed. We make it work.

He's regrown attached to this ugly bird toy. He bites and licks and rolls around with it and then the toy says something mean, I guess, because he will, all of a sudden abandon it. This was just before the last time. His face says to me "did you hear what this asshole just said????" (For the record, I did not.)

The Report

I did go to Costco and wow. I got there about 10 mins after they opened. The first clue was that there was a line in the road to get into all three entrances to the parking lot.

The parking lot is really 3 gynomous lots. Once in, I went to the one furthest from the front door. There were very few cars in it. In true Costco member fashion, they were all circling the front lot looking for a 'great' spot.

Inside it wasn't too bad. Full, for sure, but I only got hit by a cart once. I went all the way to the back, circling most of the aisles on the non food. The food section, of course, was where the real action was. Yikes.

I didn't go down those aisles just headed to the front where the lines to pay were ridiculous. Even the self serve. I can't believe the people at the back of the lines will make it out before Christmas.

I wished each of the employees a good foot soak when they get home (via ESP) and walked back to my car. 20 mins. And now the farthest lot was full. The only empty space I saw was the one I pulled out of. Holy fuck.

Now I am home and enjoying a delicious ham sandwich... the last of the big ole hunk of ham I bought at Costco a few weeks ago. I have enjoyed every morsel of it. I've had it for breakfast, lunch and dinner. In sandwiches, in casseroles, in eggs, by itself. The hunks I froze thawed easily and were just as tasty. I will absolutely be getting another Costco ham again soon.

I've done the Monday chores and now I have the rest of the day off!

drug victory!!

About a month ago I finally decided to move my every day prescriptions to Humana Pharmacy for a variety of reasons. This should be so simple to do. Plan A is to to to Humana Pharmacy and 'transfer'. Once that's completed on my side, they contact my Dr. and bingo bango, job done.

Except no. After many tries, they send me a letter - that's right. Snail mail. Saying they could not do the transfer because they never heard from my doctor.

So I go to My Chart. My Chart will not let me request a prescription change. "Go to your pharmacy and have them initiate the change." TILT! So sent an email with the explanation and the request. A week and a half ago. Crickets. I called. "There are 17 callers ahead of you."

Finally, today, I peed, got my cookies and my water and got all settled in and called and waited. For some reason Google's new 'hold for me' didn't work but that's fine. Actually the entire call only took 20 mins. Deed done. My Chart website says so and Humana Pharmacy website says so.

(There was a note in My Chart that the transfer had been initiated and it was signed by Tiphanie. Please. Her Mother must have had a cruel streak a mile long. If she had a nickel for every time she had to correct the spelling of her name...)

A much easier and straight forward process was the acquiring of an appointment to see my lung doctor. I do love my lung doctor but he turned me over to his nurse practitioner a few years ago and I really love her because she is soooooo available and so nice and so accommodating. I made it for the first weekend in January because thanks to an insurance change which starts in the new year, it will cost me less.

Next up medical, shit wise, is a call to the inhaler specialists at Humana about getting on their el-cheapo program. But I want to wait until December to do that.