Not feeling people

It started night before last. Jan texted me that she was leaving Dick's room and could she drop off the laptop I'd taken over so he could watch the game. I was just getting ready to get into bed but stupidly said yes. Then, of course, she took 20 minutes to make the 4 minute walk. I wasn't happy with me or her.

And that might have carried over. Yesterday, I ventured out once to get my card keys fixed and ran into a couple of people who pissed me off so I stayed in my apartment after that.

Then this morning, all of volleyball pissed me off. The asshole was out assholing himself and another player was being a jerk and it was all I could do to keep a smile on my face and keep playing. oh and one guy hosts a charity breakfast every year and strong arms his friends to buy a table. He did this last year and I questioned his timing... A breakfast on any other day but Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday... So he did it again this year and strong armed half the volleyball players into going. But, this year he said 'I should have done lunch instead of breakfast.' well, yeah. Anyway, one of the other players just decided on her own that we won't be playing on Tuesday and called off the game. Of fuck the lot of you!

When I got home, I realized that this does actually free me up to go to the aqua exercise class next Tuesday so not a total tragedy.

I'm having lunch with Martha today in the dining room so I have approximately 2.5 hours to fix my attitude.

Oh and the Mariners lost. But so did the Yankees in front of their fans. It was sweet. No more Yankees this year. There is also a chance - very slim - that the Dodgers could still get eliminated. I'm holding on to the slim hope. The Mariners play again Friday night.

The next few weeks are full of events that I really would like to avoid but may not be able to. Fortunately they are spaced apart a bit but it's going to take a lot of work on my attitude. Ugh.

Yesterday I asked my doctor for a prescription for some steroid cream for a bad patch of skin. At 4, I got a note saying she would send the prescription to Amazon Pharmacy and within minutes I got a note from Amazon that they had a prescription. It was delivered here before 8 pm. Wild. Just wild.

Better

My across the hall neighbor is failing fast. He has some kind of inherited, degenerative, cognitive impairment which is impairing quickly. I had two conversations with him this morning. He's not going to last long in that apartment by himself.

Lunch with Martha was fun. It was actually fun to eat in the dining room again. And the food was good.

I got another email today from SteveTheLawyer. He's been handling the trust my cousin set up to commence upon his death for several years now. Or I should say mishandling. This year he's sent out maybe 4 emails saying he's working with he CPA to close out the trust and is waiting on information from the IRS. Today's email leads me to believe that he has royally fucked up this IRS business and is clueless how to wriggle out of his fuck up. In today's email he says that he will need to work directly with our (me and SamTheFriend) CPAs 'or tax professionals' and that they will have to file amended tax returns 'in order to trigger a response from the IRS'. And to let him know when the IRS responds 'I must have copies of any response.'

WHOA there, buster. No. I sent him a fast note back saying NO. I would not be hiring people to work with him. IF he has tax information for me, send it and I'll deal with it in a manner prudent for me. And if the IRS sends me information concerning the inheritance, I would provide him a copy. Otherwise, just no.

I did get a fast backpedaling apology. He's such a piece of work. Best I can tell, there is about another 40K or so that should come to me unless he eats it up with his and his CPA's billable hours. I no longer give a shit. He's an incompetent jerk. I've wasted enough cycles on him. No more.

The duvet cover for the ugly but otherwise fabulous comforter and while it was a bitch to get on, it's wonderful. It's pretty and feels luxurious. It's 100% cotton. I do hate duvet covers. I hate getting them on and I'm not wild about how sloppy they make the bed look but I'm Ok with this one.

There is peripheral baseball today. Nothing major til tomorrow at 5.