It Is Over Until Next Time

Daughter's visit is over. She hopes to come again the end of September. We always enjoy seeing her and since we were both feeling better we enjoyed her visit more than usual.

Yesterday we received very good news from the cardiologist. I had taken a report of Bob's blood pressure readings in to his office for him to review. He thought they looked good and said to keep him off his blood pressure medications. Yippee!!

Daughter lives in Texas where temps right now are in triple digits. Here temps were in the high 60s and low 70s. She thought it was heavenly so we spent time walking and enjoying the cool weather.

In my working days I suppose we experienced the first round of 'organizers.' I am the queen of organizers. Daughter tells me when I become senile she will just open an organizer full of papers and spill the contents. That will entertain me for hours getting it all organized again, and the next day she will repeat the process. 

Not working I don't have a lot to organize anymore so I haven't done that kind of shopping in twelve years. Yesterday I made up for that time. Not sure what I'm going to do with all this stuff but I could not resist. What the heck, maybe I'll just sit and enjoy looking at it.

Did you ever use organizers?

Another Grocery Store Trip

The ice maker died deader than a hammer during the day on Friday. That is a serious problem around this house because I use a lot of ice. Let me repeat that, I use a LOT of ice. Refrigerators in these apartments are not equipped with ice makers. Years ago we went with cabinet top ice makers. 

This would be our third and the others came from Fred Meyer so off we went to get a new one.

I looked online and saw they had the model we wanted so what could go wrong? As you can see the two models are not at all the same.

It does irritate me when stores picture a product as in store but you arrive to a different model. It was Friday afternoon late, the last day of the 'sale,' and this was the last one. Because the product was different than the picture online they gave us an additional discount. 

In the end we took it and headed home. Once we'd wrestled it in the house it had to be set up and the old one removed. It was then we remembered jihadist recycling son Rodger would be here on Sunday. The old one needed to disappear quickly or we would be forced to let him add it to the already significant amount of stuff in his garage waiting to go to the proper recycling center.

By this time my tongue was hanging out but Bob was determined to press on. He rested a while, got a second wind of energy and we were off to the trash disposal in our complex to heave the thing into the crusher.

It's been quite a week. From comments on previous posts I've been reminded of Bob's compromised immune system, the reason we keep him away from people wearing skin. He's done so well because we're careful about too much human contact.

Three suggestions have promise I think. A mom/pop place to eat lunch often enough he could get to know and chat with the wait staff, a coffee shop, and a dog.

This morning I am beat because this is far more activity than I like. Son Rodger and his family will be here on Sunday. I'm going to savor today and hope I don't have to roll the wheels on the car today.

Ever have a day when you just want to stay at home and see no one?