One of my other joys at the time was watching Burns and Allen from 5 A.M. until 6. I would make sure everything was accomplished by 5. I was still leaving around 6:30, they hadn't taken away the gym yet. It was fun. They were playing the show in order. I loved it. I remembered there was a book written by George called Gracie: A Love Story. I wanted it. I had a gift card from Barnes and Noble. So on a night when I had time to myself I went to it.
Long story short it was out of print and they couldn't get it for me. I was bummed. Was the 1 thing I really wanted.
The next night I saw my sister. She was in her usual bleh mood. Made damned sure we got to her smoking time. I got her ice and left. The library was on my way home. They'd refurbished it a while back. I decided to go in.
We'd had a disagreement.
"Wait you had a disagreement with a library. How does that happen?"
"Shush up and I'll tell you.
Long ago when I had another job I ate up books on tape. I lost one. I offered to replace it they told me to wait. Time passed I went back and said I'd just pay the fine. It was at the time $60, not unusual. I said fine. The next day when I went to pay the fine it had jumped to $300 some odd dollars. No way in Hell I said and didn't go back for over a decade.
So I went in. I approached the counter warily. As one does a wild animal. I explained I needed a card. That I had a disagreement and wanted to see if it cleared up. Well.....
I was no longer in the system at all! I got a brand new spanking card. I could now read books for F-R-E-E!!!!
They didn't have the book. But offered to get one from another branch. I asked how much that would cost. F-R-E-E!
On the way out I snagged a book entitled "Tanks and Trenches" A very good book, with pictures, about world war 1. I recommend it.
Tuesday, May 26, 2015
Monday, May 25, 2015
Damn some missed me
9 views? Damn now I almost feel bad. On with the show.
I left you the other day going on about an argument that I had once or twice with the B.I.L. Now not at all sure that I covered it. So here is the challenge. If someone asks I'll post it. Otherwise I'll just continue with the ramblings.
September passed easily enough. Did the encouraging of both parties. Never missed a day. Although it was irritating to constantly make sure we never missed the smoking time. And of course I noticed more than once she'd take 2 and not smoke 1 and take it with her. According to Eileen she had her secret spot. What could I actually do about it?
Sadly the game nights and karaoke no longer garnered any interest with her. The games sort of petered out with the last visit. A lot of the people that were there we no longer there. Karaoke was always the same.
But it went along. We'd always stop by and visit her people. It was kind of nice. And a lot of times I'd come by and some would be visiting her.
There was one pronounced melt down. Apparently John had catered breakfast and hadn't included her. I sat in the chandelier room, I brought up a roll and doughnut, and did my best. I would be the only time there was a slight rift. I must say the crew was tight. Whenever they'd order dinner in they always chipped in.
At one point they started to clean and did some kind of improvements. Short lived. Apparently they had an inspection coming up. A couple little bugs here and there. Again no real concerns.
I'd bring food from home when I could. Unfortunately money was extremely tight. Besides the usual extras she still wanted from Sunday shopping. There was always the snacks and soda before I came up. It sucked.
She had considered starting the next round of chemo while she was there.
I left you the other day going on about an argument that I had once or twice with the B.I.L. Now not at all sure that I covered it. So here is the challenge. If someone asks I'll post it. Otherwise I'll just continue with the ramblings.
September passed easily enough. Did the encouraging of both parties. Never missed a day. Although it was irritating to constantly make sure we never missed the smoking time. And of course I noticed more than once she'd take 2 and not smoke 1 and take it with her. According to Eileen she had her secret spot. What could I actually do about it?
Sadly the game nights and karaoke no longer garnered any interest with her. The games sort of petered out with the last visit. A lot of the people that were there we no longer there. Karaoke was always the same.
But it went along. We'd always stop by and visit her people. It was kind of nice. And a lot of times I'd come by and some would be visiting her.
There was one pronounced melt down. Apparently John had catered breakfast and hadn't included her. I sat in the chandelier room, I brought up a roll and doughnut, and did my best. I would be the only time there was a slight rift. I must say the crew was tight. Whenever they'd order dinner in they always chipped in.
At one point they started to clean and did some kind of improvements. Short lived. Apparently they had an inspection coming up. A couple little bugs here and there. Again no real concerns.
I'd bring food from home when I could. Unfortunately money was extremely tight. Besides the usual extras she still wanted from Sunday shopping. There was always the snacks and soda before I came up. It sucked.
She had considered starting the next round of chemo while she was there.
Saturday, May 23, 2015
Who me?
Well hello there. Still here somewhat. Let's pick up
I've given you the lay of the land and how things worked. Honestly I cannot say much more than that. Not that I can't but that there is no more to detail. So we'll just start to the point of getting to the end. Damn, remember when this was a blog about me? I'd even get pissed that their bullshit bled in here. And now I'm coming to the conclusion of my sisters' life.
There were as in all places like this, little viruses. They edge in now and again. Are cleared up and such. She had a few bouts. Nothing overly serious. And rarely missed smoking sessions.
Now I know I've given fake names to her friends. But now I say screw that. I'm not going back to read and such. Sorry.
The kid John. Good nature d, a tad wild. He'd brought an interesting atmosphere. I remember one time she called when they were outside racing his little remote controlled car around. She'd had a ball. Cosmo was a work also. Nice guy. Just weird. I thought he was in his late 50's or 60's. Nope his 40's. He had some addiction issues. I never quite figured out why he was there.
The guy Michael in his wheel chair. There's been an accident and he died. Said he met Jesus and was told he could go back but he would have to learn to walk again. Personally I would have checked my ticket right there. "What I'm in?!" He had good family that would take him out time and again. Friendly but not to friendly if you understand. I've already covered Eileen, I know I named her Ellen but to Hell with the name changes I told you. Was happy Patti and her got so close.
There were other secondary characters. But I'll not go into that. Food really sucked there. The place was going to Hell. A lot of times she couldn't eat the dinner and would ask for the sandwich alternative.
I told her at one point that the lawyer I'd gotten for her Social Security dropped her. All because she didn't sign something. Oh well.
I was also very close to bankruptcy at this point. Since the beginning of the year my credit score dropped over 100 points. Yup. B.I.L. stopped giving house money declaring that he had nothing to give.
I can't blame him entirely, wasn't like he was spending it on anything other than beer and smokes. And the added expense of the daily stuff brought up to my sister. Just on my days it added up to $50 a week.
I ran completely out of cigars so my stress was through the roof. Work was wild. Very hard to see people going. And I was incredibly busy. It sucked. I had no refuge at all.
I came very close to pawning my dad's ring. I'm sure it is worth something. I didn't. Instead I got cheated, my opinion, on some coins at a dealer.
I think it was late August or early September when I approached the B.I.L. about having to send the bills to his trustees. I was told we'd have to talk about that.
I've given you the lay of the land and how things worked. Honestly I cannot say much more than that. Not that I can't but that there is no more to detail. So we'll just start to the point of getting to the end. Damn, remember when this was a blog about me? I'd even get pissed that their bullshit bled in here. And now I'm coming to the conclusion of my sisters' life.
There were as in all places like this, little viruses. They edge in now and again. Are cleared up and such. She had a few bouts. Nothing overly serious. And rarely missed smoking sessions.
Now I know I've given fake names to her friends. But now I say screw that. I'm not going back to read and such. Sorry.
The kid John. Good nature d, a tad wild. He'd brought an interesting atmosphere. I remember one time she called when they were outside racing his little remote controlled car around. She'd had a ball. Cosmo was a work also. Nice guy. Just weird. I thought he was in his late 50's or 60's. Nope his 40's. He had some addiction issues. I never quite figured out why he was there.
The guy Michael in his wheel chair. There's been an accident and he died. Said he met Jesus and was told he could go back but he would have to learn to walk again. Personally I would have checked my ticket right there. "What I'm in?!" He had good family that would take him out time and again. Friendly but not to friendly if you understand. I've already covered Eileen, I know I named her Ellen but to Hell with the name changes I told you. Was happy Patti and her got so close.
There were other secondary characters. But I'll not go into that. Food really sucked there. The place was going to Hell. A lot of times she couldn't eat the dinner and would ask for the sandwich alternative.
I told her at one point that the lawyer I'd gotten for her Social Security dropped her. All because she didn't sign something. Oh well.
I was also very close to bankruptcy at this point. Since the beginning of the year my credit score dropped over 100 points. Yup. B.I.L. stopped giving house money declaring that he had nothing to give.
I can't blame him entirely, wasn't like he was spending it on anything other than beer and smokes. And the added expense of the daily stuff brought up to my sister. Just on my days it added up to $50 a week.
I ran completely out of cigars so my stress was through the roof. Work was wild. Very hard to see people going. And I was incredibly busy. It sucked. I had no refuge at all.
I came very close to pawning my dad's ring. I'm sure it is worth something. I didn't. Instead I got cheated, my opinion, on some coins at a dealer.
I think it was late August or early September when I approached the B.I.L. about having to send the bills to his trustees. I was told we'd have to talk about that.
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