Post 391: things are coming together

After a couple of weeks of chaos and shocking mail, things are beginning to sort themselves out. I took the screen from the front door and two others Andy damaged with his climbing to the lumber yard this morning, and get to pick them up, fresh and repaired, this afternoon.

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[The screen behind these broken blinds hiding Andy is also at the lumber yard for repairs.]

I picked up some cat litter. The boys go through it, let me tell you. It’s like babies: How can anything so sweet make such a nauseating pile of it?! They never learned the fine art of burying their poop from their mother, and make a half-hearted effort. If I saw it in the yard, I’d think, “The neighbor’s dagnab spaniel’s been here again! Grrr!”

Because I had to review a menacing piece of mail with the accounting person at the care center, I was there on a Wednesday at BINGO time. I used to go over on BINGO days when my parents were residents there. That gave us some family time together. It gave me another way to volunteer, too, because I’d help residents with poor eyesight or other difficulties play.

After Mom died, it was difficult to go there because I had to walk past the rooms Mom and Dad occupied to get to the activities room. Today, though, I helped an old friend with his BINGO, had some lovely conversations with old friends among the residents and staff, and cleared up a couple of issues. The menacing news from Blue Cross/ Blue Shield turned out to be stupid redundancy that serves no purpose but to alarm people not directly involved in an issue (me) with a shocking five-digit number. I hate insurance companies for this sort of mindlessness.

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[A 2009 Chevrolet Impala gets me around, and actually gets the same mileage as my first car, a 1970 VW Beetle.]

I refueled my car. I remember how shocked I was the first time I had a car that held enough gasoline that (in 1973) could run up to the staggering total of $10 to top the tank. At $3.549 a gallon today at my local station, I reached $10 at 2.817695 gallons, if you want to know exactly. Topping my 2014 tank would cost $56.78!

And what about those three screens I had repaired? I picked them up this afternoon and paid $12.17 total. Now, that was a bargain! I guess I keep the cat.

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Finally, now that I seem to have resolved the WordPress issue that plagued me earlier, I took some time to rewrite the awkward passages so normal native English speakers don’t report me to the Immigration and Naturalization people as an alien. Could happen in a week like this one…!

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6 thoughts on “Post 391: things are coming together

  1. The Blue Cross people have always been too high for their coverage – so I won’t get started on how the did me in years ago – I’ll stick with the Andy & Dougie show!!

    • I outlined how they did me in one of my December 2012 blog posts. Like you, I don’t want to get going on that outfit! Anyway, I try to have this more cat-centered since I am not as fun or cute!

      • Oddly enough, when I was working, the BC/BS coverage I had through my company was very good. Of course, it was a different BC/BS than the one I deal with in Nebraska, and they were dealing with a Fortune 500 company account with 10s of thousands of employees instead of just one individual, the case of the one I had my problems with.

  2. Very cool you got Andys little mishap repaired.
    A moth got in this morning and Ali is still trying to climb the walls.
    I hear ya about cat littler and Ali does cover hers.
    Gas here is $4.05 a gallon for reg unleaded.
    I drive a 2913 kia soul and it gets pretty good mileage but think any trips for any outings will be around town and close to home this summer.

    • I think I’d like a Kia Soul. I know someone with one, and she really likes it! Actually I think it might be the same model year as yours, and definitely is the same unmistakable color.Though the Impala is a comfortable car, it is biggish.

      Good for Ali! I wish the boys had better training as kittens, but I think they were removed too soon from their mother.

      I rarely drive more than 3000 miles a year, so I don’t really have a sense of the impact of gasoline prices and price increases. I probably refill 12 times a year, if that. One reason I started driving veterans to out-of-town VA appointments was to get some highway miles on the buggy! (Of course, I’m glad to help them out, too. I’ve met some interesting new people this way.)

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