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This cute little doll had been dressed in a knitted blue romper. I went a little overboard but couldn’t resist this outfit, especially since it’s hard to find clothes for boy dolls and this was the last available set.

I pretty much goofed off today. Found a copy of the loan agreement with Greylock, which has been on my mind. Paid an invoice from the Town. Caught up with the end of Whitechapel.

Ron made brownies but forgot the egg, so they came out like a cross between fudge and pudding cake.

As I was dressing the doll, Ron said in a little kid voice “I don’t want to live in Texas.” It came out of nowhere and destroyed me, couldn’t stop laughing.

Woke up around 1:30 this morning, fell back asleep after milk and a snack.

It looks like we can get the ceiling demo done in an easier way than I first thought. Work to begin on March 27.

Good visit yesterday with the new medical practice. I was so terrified that I bungled the med list. Have referrals to specialists.

Good visit yesterday as well by the Town plumbing inspector. Turns out the hot water tank is fine. The Town water connection needs to be redone. He promised to call the plumber.

We spent part of the afternoon at the Clark.

Got an estimate this morning for a graded, paved driveway. About what I expected.

Stopped by Town Hall to get a new transfer station sticker for the truck’s new registration. Chatted a bit with the Treasurer and Assessor.

We had a quick pizza lunch with the Theater Department. I sat in on a seminar about a disease transmission mathematical model. Was invited by one of the professors to return – nice!

We tried the redemption center but it was very busy, so will try again another day, or maybe another place. Stopped for half and half and snacks at Dollar General.

We have appointments with a basement digout/vapor barrier installer, a new plumber for a whole-house filter and a mold inspector/remediator.

Ron drove us to T-Mobile today only to find that the tech set up his phone with a different password. The phone is working just fine now.

I got my new iPhone to connect with the Corolla.

I dropped off the last Jesse Stone DVD to the library and picked up lunch at the Senior Center.

Having heard nothing from either the Town or Mr. Rooter about an inspection, which should have happened in early February, I left a message for the Plumbing Inspector. He called a few minutes ago. The plumbing company lied, told him I wasn’t available for an inspection. Obviously never wanted the work to be evaluated! The inspector plans to be here tomorrow.

Ron treated us to pizza and salad from Olympic this evening.

In spite of dire warnings, no snow to speak of yesterday.

I got a haircut and in the afternoon, went with Ron to North Adams to finish his phone setup, but T-Mobile was closed.

Along with 588 other voters, about 12% of the 4,800 eligible, we attended the Fire District Special Meeting. 509 voted to fund the new station; 32 voted no; 49 abstained. Sat with some friendly 30-year residents who assured us that we made a good decision to move here.

Enjoyed watching little kid antics a couple of rows in front of us. I contributed to the delinquency of a minor by applauding and thus encouraging one little girl’s playful hijinks which seemed to amuse many of those present.

Watched a portion of the latest Mashpee Select Board and ZBA meetings in which one of our acquaintances was castigated by a select person for expressing her opinion that some appointed officials have a bias toward property developers.

It’s quarter of seven, and I’m glad the truck is here. I feel safer driving in snow with the truck than the front wheel drive Corolla, and we’re supposed to get weather pretty soon.

They’ve been predicting a major storm. Schools are closed in surrounding areas. The current forecast doesn’t look that bad, but we might be in for a whopper on Friday night.

I miss 20 Dixon, not because of the neighborhood, but because it was pretty in a tailored way and by the time Barbara’s crew finished, clean and neat. I put so much of my personality and creativity in that house and yard.

Ron said last night that in a year, Henderson will be great. Maybe, but it’s going to be a rough couple of months, especially since the people who are working on our projects are up to their eyeballs.

I miss Lizzie and Teddie. Not the near-continuous care but their companionship. I loved sitting in the back yard with Teddie resting next to a tree.

Today is Em’s birthday. Aka “Bennett”. They are 26.

Ryan, as promised, dropped by to clear the bay for the truck. He plans to come back tomorrow to finish the window work.

I grabbed our lunches at the Senior Center and some good picture hangers at rk MILES.

We upgraded our phones, sort of, at TMobile in North Adams. Ron couldn’t finish his, he was missing Apple sign-in info.

My new phone seems to work, although a call came through on my old phone, which is confusing. I need to set up the Toyota app.

A snowstorm is predicted lasting through tomorrow. I was supposed to get my hair cut.

The best news is that the truck is home! Got a call this afternoon from Loomis. Ron drove it back to Williamstown, happy to be driving again, I think.

I called the contractor to move his tools out of the garage, which was supposed to have been done by now.

The contractor suggested that we give the vermiculite removal crew access via the “office” instead of the bedroom since that ceiling needs to come down anyway. That would solve a lot of logistical problems, but I wonder if it would be hazardous.

Ron has gotten into letting loose hysterical laughter at strange times. I’ve told him it bothers me. This may be a sign of dementia.

I found Ron’s wallet, on the floor under some framed pictures in the living room.

We’d “fired up” his new Rockland cards at the GFCU ATM. Picked up coffee and a few other groceries at Stop & Shop.

Exchanged texts with a gent who posted his plowing service on Facebook. Turns out, he’s the nephew of the former owner of this house. I was shoveling when I saw his truck, a Tacoma with a plow, drive by. Nice fellow, he’ll be our plow guy for the rest of the season.

Good thing, looks like we might get some accumulation tonight and tomorrow.

To celebrate the return of his wallet and contents, including a $20 bill, Ron took us out to eat at the Water Street Grill. Noisy but good food. He ordered the pasta primavera, I, the roasted veg burger.

Glad we did our errands and outside tasks yesterday. It was 10 degrees around 7 this morning.

Trying to figure out what GoDaddy and Toyota services I want/need.

Folded the frou-frou curtains for donation or sale.

Fell in the driveway on my way to the mailbox. Bruisd the left hip but otherwise okay.

Culled old medical records, mostly bills. Filling out a new patient form.

Ron’s visit to Hearing Aids Associates in Pittsfield yesterday was a success. He booked an appointment in May for a cleaning.

Aside from that, didn’t do much: one load of laundry, hung kids’ old artwork.

Today was another story.

A tech from MassSave did a thorough review of the house and unearthed some surprises.

Like the walls in the second floor are essentially cardboard. Same for the ceiling in the “office”. No wonder it’s so cold.

MassSave will not install insulation until we are able to waterproof the basement. This is difficult with a stone foundation and the crawl spaces.

We also need to have the rafters checked for mold or other hazards.

We had pizza for lunch with the Theater Department at Williams College. Very enjoyable!

I sent a signed contract and check to Barile Environmental.

We went to Bennington to pay for the truck – much less than expected – and checked in with a nearby repair shop to take care of the coil/sparkplug problem.

Dropped off DVDs at the library and picked one up.

We have a little snow this morning.

Now that we meet income qualifications, have been reading up on grants and zero-interest loans for home energy improvements.

Yesterday, after I dropped off trash at the transfer station and picked up our “grab and go” at the senior center, we were on our way to Pittsfield when Ron realized he’d forgotten his hearing aids.

Turns out was just as well, I had the appointment date wrong.

We turned around, did another transfer station, Spirit Shop and Dollar General run.

Ryan was here to finish up windows. Lucky for us that he was: the right-hand garage door was stuck and he figured out how to release it.