The Curmudgeon woke up very weak and had difficulty walking yesterday.  This was not a good thing since we were going to meet the couple we gave the van to, to do the title transfer and make everything nice and legal.  I had to drag his big ol’ heavy rollator downstairs so he could use it.  I about killed myself doing that.  He really needs one for both the second floor and the ground floor so I don’t have to haul one up and down stairs all the time.

     I finally get him out to the car, and the advantages of this new van when dealing with him on a bad day, about floored me.  I don’t have to get in to start the car and get the AC going for him, I can open the side doors from a distance, and it’s just a lot easier to do what needs doing.

     Once we had all the paperwork done, we drove home and they left with the van, but not without her giving me a big hug.  They really needed Casper, their car was in a bad wreck and they couldn’t afford another one.  She’d helped G and I so much over at the MIL’s house I felt it was good Karma.  Casper the haunted van has a good home.

     You all have a good one!

~~Enter coughing, waving hands at smoke, and kicking at detritus~~  “Sorry I took so long but my comments section got spam bombed and it took forever to clear out the debris.  I guess I shouldn’t complain, I’d had a fairly long break with only one or two spam comments.”

Today I spent most of the day running various errands and catching up on things I couldn’t do before with my old van not starting for me.

You all have a good one.

    I am married to a wonderful man!!!  We went car shopping yesterday and I am now the proud owner of a 2012 Chrysler Town and Country.  😀  Happy dances will commence and go on for weeks. 

You all have a good one!!!

     It felt like I spent hours in the periodontist’s office yesterday.  To clean my teeth they need to numb the crap out of them.  I have some very ‘hot’ teeth.  Well, at least at my age, something about me is still hot.  So there I was getting scraped, and cleaned for what seemed like forever and The Curmudgeon was stuck waiting in the waiting room for me.  Yet, I still managed to joke with the hygienist and the Periodontist.  Would you believe it was The Curmudgeon who was sweating it all the time I was in there?  Can you say phobia?

     I have to go back for some deeper work–yikes–the scraping of the roots.  It’s going to take two visits, the first in October and the second in November.  I am not thrilled.  I had this done ten years ago.  However, at least by then I should have a new car and The Curmudgeon won’t have to suffer in the waiting room.

     Then we start talking about implants to replace the three missing teeth.  When I mention it the first one they think I want replaced is the front tooth.  Hey, surprisingly enough I am more concerned about the two missing molars.  I like to comfortably chew my food. 

    Wow, I almost fell asleep without posting tonight.  I have no idea why I am so sleepy all the time as of late.   Maybe I have need of another medication adjustment or something.

     Today it’s off to the periodontist at two to have another cleaning.  The Curmudgeon is driving since my van won’t start again.  Yikes!  I hate riding with him, he scares the crap out of me.

     You all have a good one.