Today's prompt is " What would you like to tell your father?" I want my dad to know I love him and miss him, but we can't be together.
It is now 2:55 a.m. here. Yesterday I did not get out of bed until about noon. Even then, I was tired. Coming off of the caffeine I would drink daily from the Diet Mountain Dew is no joke. I took my blood sugar. I took my meds. I had breakfast. Caleb took Bella for a walk. I began to prepare dinner in the crockpot. I made a variation on the theme "chili". It was stew beef, cabbage, green beans, yellow onion, red, yellow, orange, and green bell peppers. It turned out good.
Once dinner was cooking in the crockpot, and Caleb was home, I decided I needed to go to run errands. Caleb wanted to stay home, so I left him with chores to do while I was out. I told him the dishwasher and dish strainer needed to be unloaded, and the kitchen trash needed to be taken out. I left and went to Walmart. I bought some groceries, and then went to put gas in the Mazda. I called Caleb to find out if he did what I asked him to do. No, he didn't . So, I came home. On the way home, I got the call from Dr. Karels, the VA pharmacist who specializes in diabetes. The call went well, and I ended up with a new prescription for a higher dosage of glipizide. It was very helpful to talk with her, and I feel like I was listened to.
I ended up finishing the conversation in my home parking spot. Once done, I came inside and asked Caleb to bring in the groceries. I checked the mail, but the mail had not come yet. Dinner smelled delicious when I walked in the door. The dishwasher was emptied , but the other tasks were not done. I really did not do much else throughout the rest of the day. I wasted time on facebook until dinner was ready.
Joe Biden is now our President. Kamala Harris is now our Vice President. I missed the inauguration.
So, it was a short day for me. I had dinner. I took my meds. Caleb fed Bella chicken livers, veggie mix and kibble for dinner. Caleb cut my toe nails for me. They were quite long and I cannot reach to cut them myself. I went to lay down, and was reading an email from the VA. It had an article about free tax services for this year. I looked it up and was going to start my taxes on my phone, but I only had 9% of my battery charge left. So I got up and came to my computer to file my taxes. I got that done, and it was easy because I was able to use TurboTax which I use every year. While I was on the computer, Caleb filed my toe nails, and painted them for me. He found an 80's music video station on youtube and played music on the tv.
I was interested in getting my stimulus payment, since I have not received it yet. Turns out that the IRS is not open for tax returns until February 12th, and it will be likely be the beginning of March before I receive a direct deposit of my stimulus check from my tax return.
I have not received a call from the Army investigator yet.
I have only $20 to my name and I was just paid on Tuesday. I have 3 days worth of VA appointments next week, and will not have enough gas money to make it to all of them. 2 days worth are in Wilmington, which I could swing, but the 1 day in Fayetteville, I cannot. It is a 5 hour drive round trip. It takes at least a whole tank of gas. I have not been letting the gas tank get below half empty because I know I do not have alot of money to spend on gas.
I let Aunt Lisa know that I have not received the stimulus check yet. I owe her for giving me money to buy a new car battery for the Mazda. Everyday I am looking in the mail for the check, and everyday I have been disappointed. I have no idea where the check is because there is no tracking number on the damned thing.
I have to have a Covid-19 test on Monday, and I am not looking forward to that.
Today I do not have any appointments. I need to do some laundry, wash some dishes, and well, you know. House cleaning. I have to supervise Caleb's cleaning up of the front yard. He made a mess out there and never cleaned it up. It looks like shit.
If I have any down time, I need to read my book, and/or catch up on my magical studies.
Some photos from earlier this week:
Caleb before his haircut.
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