Goodbye, Brush

We brought the second load of unshreddable brush to the recycling center yesterday and brought home paper leaf disposal bags.

I’m eager to continue working on that part of the yard. It looks so much better without the detritus from the County.

Ron doctor’s office failed once again to renew his Tramadol prescription. Their on-call doc was able to help him this morning.

Teddy chewed through his leash yesterday. Not his fault, I’d anchored it to rebar in the mistaken belief that he’d enjoy being in a different part of the yard. I ordered a new one this morning.

Sad Day

After we took Teddy for a walk first thing this morning, Ron found out that Sid passed away yesterday.

He mentioned Sid either yesterday or earlier today.

I got Ron to have breakfast and work with me outside. He’d recovered enough to have been his usual pain in the ass self. Still, this is a huge loss, and he’ll be mourning for a long time.

I did some more cleanup in the rear left side of the yard. My goal would be to have a nice area for Teddy to roam by the start of Summer.

I spent a good part of yesterday afternoon tracking down W2’s and 1099’s for Bennett. I found out that their “friend” never filed a 2019 return for them, which is why they didn’t receive the second or third stimulus payments.

Bennett has followed up with at least some of this, so there is reason for optimism.

Looking Forward To

… total COVID immunity.

Drove Cathy home from dropping her car off yesterday. She treated us to breakfast at Betsy’s. Only ate half of hers and was going to throw it out, so I took it home for Teddy.

I dropped off recyclables at the transfer station and picked up a couple of things at Stop & Shop.

We did some more cleanup in the back. I brushed and combed Teddy.

Easter Sunday Reflections

The trainer’s opinion that Teddy is too old to do new things is a jolt.

Ron and I have taken on some serious responsibilities, both for each other and for Teddy.

Ron admitted this morning that when he says “not for the moment” about spending, he really means “never”.

Ron and I took on a big project, cleaning up the hummock between our property and the Fairgrounds. It was a mess of roots and broken branches following an incomplete cleanup by their maintenance person last year.

We’d need an earth mover to really finish it, and maybe they’ll drag out their bulldozer again at some point. In any event, it looks a heck of a lot better now.

Second and Done

Had the second Moderna shot yesterday. Arm was very sore, but started feeling better almost exactly 12 hours after the shot. Ron is feeling good today.

I did a shop at Walmart and Shaw’s. Picked up some nice pansies at Stop & Shop but the poor things are too frozen this morning to plant.

Did more raking yesterday. Lots of spring flowers are emerging.

Bloody cold for my walk with Teddy this morning. Short one from the field to Old Barn, to County, to Dixon.

We seem to have unclogged the bathroom sink with the new Drano product that I picked up yesterday. Giving the Rondromat an assist this morning.

Sent money to a developer for the NEPS project.

We met with a Mashpee trainer who gave us a tip on helping Teddy get into the van. She cautioned us that because of his age, his mobility is somewhat limited. Teddy saw us hugging this evening and growled threateningly. First time. Ron took him out for a late walk.

One Down

Ron got his second COVID shot last evening. Mine is the day after tomorrow.

He’s doing well today, so far just a little tired.

Teddy got on the couch by himself yesterday, clever fellow!

“No Such Thing as Bad Weather, Only the Wrong Gear”

I underdressed this morning when taking Teddy out the first time, but got smarter for the next two walks. Ron walked him in between the rain.

Last night was the first on the new mattress. We seemed to do okay.

I made Trader Joe’s beer bread (very good) and a salad with old vegetables, packaged slaw and salad fixings. Cleaned up the kitchen, emptied wastebaskets and (twice) the compost pot.

Think it’s time to call a plumber to unclog the bathroom sink.

Feeling Better, Workday Has Started

I woke up around 2 am this morning and put a brace on my right hand, which was hurting. The pain went away almost immediately, and I slept in until well after 7.

Teddy wanted to go out with me, claims Ron, not him. We did the “circuit”. Ron thinks there is a union rule that I have to do the early shift.

We got the queen mattress off the frame and into the second bedroom.

I hope to rake out the front of the fence today. Seeing lots of daylily, tulip and daff leaves.

Later

Well, we accomplished a lot today.

Got the new clothesline up, sort of. We’ll need to dig a hole and place it properly, but it works well enough that I could dry a shower curtain liner on it.

Did two loads of laundry.

I did rake leaves from the front of the fence and the corner garden as well.

We straightened out the tonneau cover, and I swept/raked out the truck bed.

Tony came over and helped us unpack and place the king. I put the mattress pad and bedclothes on it.

It’s a little after 5 and of course, I’m still in my bedclothes. Never bothered to change, just threw on a vest.

It was a nice day to be outside, too, and Teddy enjoyed it.

More Pain

This queen mattress on a king frame is killing me. I was up because of pain before 5 AM today.

I did get some errands done yesterday, like filling up the truck, fetching Teddy’s meds and doing a transfer station run.

Ron fixed the mailbox! He dug out the old 4 x 4, replaced it and attached the mailbox to it. I have to laugh because our neighbor the retired postmaster never bothered to reinstall his mailbox. It’s been propped up with rocks and cement blocks for years.

It was warm enough to have lunch outside yesterday – chowder – and this morning it was 50°.

Too Much Work, Too Much Pain

We put the platform and mattress together yesterday, only to find that the mattress is the wrong size: queen instead of king.

After two false starts, Ron found a customer service rep at Amazon who agreed to send us the correct size without the ridiculous requirement that we return the first one. Sure, we have a machine that can compress a 125 pound hybrid mattress and rebox it for shipment. Doesn’t everyone?

I did a transfer station run with trash and recyclables.

Then we loaded the old double mattress and both box springs and frames onto the truck and did a second run. The good news is that it was half the disposal cost of Bourne ISWM.

We did laundry, piles of it as well, including all the old and new bedding.

We unpackaged and unrolled the mattress. Only then did we discover that it’s the wrong size. We got the bed made after a fashion, folded and put away the laundry and found temporary spots for a mass of plastic coverings.

Ron took Teddy out for his last walk, I think around 9.

This morning I woke up at 4:30 with pins and needles followed by pain in my right hand. Slept for another hour, then got up to feed Teddy and take him for a walk around the block.

I was a madwoman yesterday. Exhausted, frustrated with Ron, furious at the mattress vendor for blowing us off when it was their bloody mistake, shipping us a mattress that was mislabeled and refusing to take responsibility.

As if all yesterday’s merriment wasn’t enough, I cleaned up the kitchen from Sunday’s holocaust, gave Teddy his heartworm med, did a shop on the way home from the first transfer station run, threw a pizza in the oven for supper and set up coffee for this morning. We had leftover stir fry and packaged salad for lunch.

This morning I made oatmeal and veg washed grapes in an effort to provide us with a bit of healthy nutrition.