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March 7th, 2019

Getting their ashes in gear

I already was up (Spook did her dance on my body to let me know she wanted treats now) and was medicated, blood pressured and breakfasted when AG called about an hour later than usual to remind me today was the anniversary of us being laid off. He got a job within a month, and is still there. It took me a lot longer. March to December. And here I am again, December to March. Boo hiss.

Fired up Oak Island on the bedroom mini Tivo and ironed all the Hawaiian shirts on the pile. Watched the in depth episode in the livingroom.

There were some laundry things I needed, so I went to Target, bought them, took them to the car, grabbed my laptop gear and went back to the very large Starbucks inside. Checked email, watched the storm chaser, who was an hour early, and the metal detector - who wasn't interested in digging trough snow to frozen ground so he took us to the top of a state park with a gorgeous panoramic view of the upper Hudson river valley.

Mia (blue- eyed girl) found me - she was there with one of the park women. The one who hosts the monthly birthday parties. Mia apparently used to be a model.

Next stop, Great Clips, a very cute hairdresser trimmed my fur.

On the way back I went through the new McD's drive-thru. Fries and a shake. Brand new building, just opened a couple of weeks ago, replaced the shit hole across the street, which is now rubble.

Home, put stuff away, filled a small bowl with about a dozen ketchup packets and ate the fries with the shake. Lunch?  The fries were good, and Spook begged for one, knocked it about a bit but didn't eat it.  She is having some issues with her newly not-sharp claws. Puzzled why the sponge ball doesn't stick. But she whacks it a good ways.

Fading, tried to take a nap but Spook was having none of it and walked on me again.

Put the sheepskin rug into the dryer inside the dry clean bag with a newly purchased cleaner cloth.

Watched PTI. Spook planted herself where the rug had been. The rug came out cleaner but not as clean as it could be.

No real dinner. Beef jerky & Thai tea. Ice cream sandwich.

6:30, went to the park club board meeting, dropped off the checks for membership and the dinner. Woman from Target was there but not Mia. Shirley is the woman - she told me Mia is autistic, which explains a lot. She also told me that Mia's mother is even more beautiful. Hmmm.

The board meeting was strange, the prez got all hung up on the $50 bingo license, as if that was a big part of the club budget - not at all. She suggested setting aside some of the card fee instead of handing it all out as prizes. Bingo lady objected.

Home, watched the Bachelor talkback session, which I thought was premature since there are two more episodes to go, and they revealed a major spoiler by bringing Him onstage. The last episode we thought he had quit. Bad news is the annoying immature narcissistic midget was hinted to be the next bachelorette. That's a train wreck waiting to happen. But maybe not - she's annoying when she's competing, maybe she won't be when she's the prize. I hope she gets her heart broken again.

The porch sensor had been  triggering all afternoon so I removed it from the app and added a different one.  It isn't available - looks like the battery needs replacing. Done, now it won't pair. Grrr.

Got it, set up the alarm, put it on the porch railing facing across the landing. It seems to work.
There was one possible job lead - contract at Hitachi.

Plans for tomorrow:
More job hunt
Get out

Impulse Buy

Up with the alarm and then told Google to turn off the bedroom lights and didn't get out of bed till 10. BP was way high, as it has been most mornings. Pulse is high too. Email from my cardiologist - she wants me to re-do the labs because my kidney results are nasty. Actually it looks like they ran creatinine twice, once for the cardiologist and once for my regular doctor, and the first one was significantly higher than the second. Same sample.

The usual breakfast, but late, so no real lunch. Went to the Target Starbucks had a latte and a piece of banana bread. Not much eye candy and the women who work there are not attractive and argue with each other a lot. Kind of a shame because it's the nicest one in the area.

Bought some TP, mixed spring salad and canned corn and a clearance ($6) big bottle of Gallo white wine. For fondue. And marinating.

Drove out to my old haunt in Santa Clara, 99 Chicken, Korean place which used to have the best breaded chicken anywhere, paid $45 for 10 each of wings and fried. Took about 20 minutes.

Home, delivered was undies from Jockey and ink for the Epson printer.

Changed the litterbox cartridge, put the TP away. Replaced all the color ink cartridges.

Ate one wing - it was not breaded, just skin. Good but not great. Zipped the rest into bags with 3 pieces each. Most went to the freezer, some to the fridge. Also in the box were two tubs of diced daikon and two small cups of seasoned salt. All that went down the drain.

Watched an episode of Mysteries at the Museum, and PTI. And two of Ex On The Beach. The latter was a much better show for women, shirtless men everywhere. Only three of the women had nice figures, and one of them got kicked out for punching a staffer. Another one is heading that way - she goes nuclear for everything.  The MC can't say a single sentence grammatically, and he slurs his words.

Cooked up a can of corn - not creamed, just normal sweet. Tossed some to Spook but she wasn't paying attention. 50-50 chance it will be gone in the morning. Made a small salad of the leaves. Ate one more piece of chicken, but even the fried was not so good. Thin mints, ice cream sandwich and grapes. I used to start every dinner with salad, got out of the habit, figured I need more roughage.

Ordered two sets of 2019 America the Beautiful quarters (one for baby sister). Also sent in $ for a May the 4th Star Wars night at the San Jose Giants.

Plans for tomorrow:
Job hunt
The Orville
Early chicken soup dinner
Movie night
Pizza night (?)

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