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That’s a load off
I updated the previous post for anyone curious as to what happened when The Curmudgeon called the insurance company.
What? Call the EMS number as they requested we do if we had any questions? No way, we go right to the insurance company, they do the work.
Long story short….The EMS company got spanked.
And…the taxes are done.
Warm weather approaches … Again… But, will it stay?
Another bill…
So yesterday we got another bill that our insurance company should have paid.
Would’ve paid. Ah hah! Did pay!
Had the idiots at the EMS submitted the bill to them. They did and were getting sneaky with us, trying to get a double payment.
I gave them all the information they needed to do so when they drove off with The Curmudgeon.
Now we have to spend the day on the phone with the insurance company and EMS to get this debacle straightened out. He called the insurance company and they called the EMS company and read them the riot act.
I imagine we’ll be getting a whole stack of bills from them… I know we’ll be calling the insurance company a lot.
Sigh.
No, I am not going out there.
So yesterday I woke to find it snowing hard enough that I couldn’t see clear across the cemetery.
First thing I do each day is take the dogs out.
I start with Lucy, who on this day, stood at the door looking out at that nasty white stuff coming down and gave me a real bad stink eye.
“I can hold it.”
“No, you can’t. Out.” I pushed her out to go do her business.
If ever a dog could rush a pee, Lucy can.
“Food now?”
“Not yet.”
Next Gavin’s out. He bounded to the door. He bounded out the door, peed four times in four places, and bounded back in.
“Where’s food?”
“Coming right up.”
He tried…it wasn’t easy…but he did it
I had an appointment to get my hair cut. As I was pulling out of the driveway, I spotted a beer bottle in front of The Curmudgeon’s truck.
Running a bit later than I like, I stopped in front of the house and honked the horn (another thing I hate to do.) The Curmudgeon actually responded by coming to the door, something I didn’t expect but hoped for.
I told him about the bottle hoping he’d get it picked up before some idiot came along and thought it funny to smash it in the driveway.
When I came home the bottle was gone and he was winding up an extension cord. He’d managed to even charge his truck battery while I was gone. Wow, he didn’t spend the entire time in front of the TV.
Today’s T-shirt
Ulnar impingement
Well, I had my Neurologist appointment yesterday. They actually called me and had me come in earlier to see a different doctor. The Neurologist (the one The Curmudgeon sees) who was to see me, had a family emergency.
Quite all right. I liked the substitute, she was a real hoot.
I spent an hour getting pinged, measured, marked, stabbed with wires, and zapped.
As a result we’ve found that I don’t have carpal tunnel, I have ulnar nerve impingement. I never get off easy.
Where did our spring go?
The day before yesterday, it was very cold outside. Yesterday was cold.
Lucy is not pleased and neither am I. We were looking forward to warm weather, walks in the parks, not freezing our buns off.
So glad I hadn’t put the heavy coat away yet.
Lucy was looking for her hoodie. I told her she has fur, she can go outside without a hoodie since there is no snow with the cold.
Now she’s wrapped in her blanket and snoring.
Writing prompts day 2
My cousin suggested “It was a dark and stormy night” which gave me an idea…just how many variations can we come up with on that infamous line?
- We stumbled in the darkness while the wind lashed the trees and rain pelted off our heads.
- Headlights reflected off the raging flood before us.
Your turn!
She was alone in the sea of fog…
Through the mist, she saw the lights of the harbor.
Empty, deserted, eerie, a ghost town.
Not one boat remained, not a single human.
The only sound she heard was the splash of her paddle and the bell on a buoy.
Why was she the only one?
Give me some writing prompts…please?
I thought it might be fun to do some writing from prompts given to me by my readers.
Let’s have some fun and see if I have any skills left.
Have you ever….?
Wanted to kill someone but didn’t because …well… jail and all that.
Wanted to pack up your car and disappear?
Felt so low you were looking up to see worm bellies?
Felt so good you felt like you were walking on air?
Any more have you ever(s) out there?
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