Month: December 2022

It hit me last night that we can’t do all this ourselves, and I texted Justin to see if he’s still interested in hauling up here. He is.

The problem is too many oversized, heavy boxes.

Big snow predicted for end of this week.

Uploaded Schedule2023 to MRS for review.

Ron and I moved the big bookcase to the hearth and brought more boxes upstairs. Someone who sounds interesting, at least in writing, will be here tomorrow to take away the king bed.

Plumber (Ryan) was just here. He’s failing the hot water tank. We’ll likely have to buy one. I have an appointment with Mr. Rooter. Rental company called, we can have the tank removed. I asked them to please send a letter.

Talked with TR about moving expense consideration. Attorney doesn’t want to discuss with his clients.

I’m still unable to get the cable TV to work. The earliest in-home appointment is a week away.

The good news is that closing is happening tomorrow at 2.

I got our addresses changed with the RMV. Also requested a police report.

The adjuster stopped by this afternoon.

A magnificent customer service person at Eversource/Mass. Electric helped me with my new account. This particular ball got rolling after a frustrating conversation with Mass Save. I have an account number but need to wait for the first bill, due this week, to be recognized by Mass Save. It appears we are eligible for an energy audit, which is of course good news.

Started working on MRS2023. Schedule is not working yet.

Lizzie leaked in the living room. She has been eating, which is good.

Ron did a fine job getting the monster bed disassembled. Someone is coming to pick it up on Thursday.

Got Ron’s bank account squared away.

After much aggravation with Cigna’s account services, I dumped their stupid dental/vision policy that I didn’t need anyway. Didn’t remember or didn’t realize that Via Benefits doesn’t administer dental and vision plans for Cal, so would have duplicated coverage.

Snow last night.

Ron’s car arrived here from Charlton this evening.

We had plenty of time to clear the driveway and get our other vehicles in position.

Ron worked the snowblower. Fortunately, the stuff was light and easy to shovel.

Gave up on locating the envelope of stamps here. Made it to the post office on Spring Street to mail Barbara’s check, finally. Enjoyed meeting the clerk!

Ron’s buffalo plate arrived today.

Went to Stop & Shop.

Cancelled homeowners policy on Dixon.

More unpacking.

Peter’s birthday.

Forgot to cancel the homeowners policy on Dixon, wrote to GEICO.

Lizzie was up and crying a couple of times last night/this morning. Extricated her once.

When I got up around 4:30, found Ron asleep on the couch after extricating her a second time. Poor guy!

Betsy sent a poetic, cheerful email about not expecting an older home to be without flaws.

Had meself set up to take a shower in the downstairs bath, only to find the stall was full of water.

Water was dripping into the basement.

I called a plumber and he diagnosed a blockage in the sewer drain to the street. The one that was supposed to have been cleared 5 days ago.

Called the original plumbers, and am waiting for them to come back.

Had started a wash; turned it off. Can’t use the water at all.

Ron went to Walmart and Stop & Shop. He wants to go to Home Depot in Bennington as well for a cordless drill battery so he can finish taking apart the monster bed.

Later: plumbers came and went. Need a new sewer pipe. The charge for emergency services wipes out my Chase overpayment/negative balance. Just as well.

Ron returned with most of what was on the shopping list and a few more things, like too many bags of Taylor Farms salads and multiple containers of peanuts.

Got the Sonos working, sort of: not wirelessly but with an ethernet cable. Found a cable, got the Canon printer hooked up. Scanned and sent the repair authorization to Haddad.

More unpacking. Ron made tea.

Found some coats and jackets.

The tools were at the BOTTOM of everything, but I was able to find the 24 ounce hammer and two cat’s claws.

Listening with pleasure to “Slacker Station: Cool Jazz Radio”.

Got through just about all the boxes in the garage. Found a lot of good stuff, including canned goods, and some junk.

Can you make a stew with broth, mushrooms, beans, tomatoes and dried pineapple?

Ron is working on the evil king bed. He’s removing the hated MDF, then we’ll flip it over. It’s an awful piece and I’ll be glad to see it gone.

Lizzy got herself tangled in a rose bush, then slipped on leaves. Tough day for poor doggo!

I need to get moving today to pick up my last med at Walmart and groceries as well.

Seems we both collapsed last night.

I’ve closed several doors on the second floor and that seems to have warmed things up a bit, or at least made it less chilly.

Found Ron’s organic peanut butter and other pantry “treasures” yesterday.

Watching vids from yesterday’s Mashpee Christmas parade, I cried.

Because I earned it.

I didn’t leave my child for good times in the Bay area.

I didn’t blow a fortune on clothes and recorded music.

I didn’t shack up with an heiress instead of buying property.

I moved to an area I didn’t like so that I could better meet my family’s needs.

In other words, I’ve been a responsible adult.

Ron picked up his rental in Bennington yesterday. Nice ride back and forth. I stopped in to a Dollar General to pick up an HDMI cable, only to find (idiot) that the modem doesn’t have an HDMI outlet.

Oh, brother.

Found someone who is interested in the king bed, but it’s complicated. He doesn’t have help and Ron is balking big time about having someone he doesn’t know in the house.

Of course, it’s easier for him to stamp his feet and argue than to actually do something constructive, like take the bed apart and put it outside. On the other hand, he has a point. Liability, for example.

Still opening boxes. There’s several heavy ones in the garage that are hard to reach.

Lizzie is enjoying the yard. She keeps wandering over to the fence that was open the other day. Wonder if she’s trying to get back to Tiverton; long way, old girl.

The two-bedroom house move was an illusion; we really had three floors of “stuff” and it’ll be challenging to fit it all into two floors and a garage.

Lizzie seems to be fine sleeping on the first floor by herself.

The nightlights are providing enough illumination to allow us to navigate.

Crashed early last night, up early, 3 am or so, today. Cleared a few boxes. Got started on sorting out the garage. After a lot of wandering around, Lizzie has been sleeping next to me.