Moving from this large
3-bedroom house to a small apartment so I’ve cleaned out every room as well as
the garage and yard. Some items left to sell include 4 small tables, 3 office
chairs, 1 office chair mat, 1 step stool, 2 lamps, wheelbarrow, metal garbage
can, 2 bird baths, Xmas lights, outdoor ext. cords, sturdy table for TV
w/turntable, 1 large fan, Xmas decos, various wrap, bags, ribbons, leftover
paint, lawn decos, sprinklers, some lumber, pillows, curtains, towels, mops,
pans, dishes, knickknacks, books, puzzles, flower pots, sewing things, large
wedge pillow for acid reflux, pedal exerciser for legs and arms, wrist weights,
harmonica with instruction book and
tape, portable police scanner, printer/scanner, USB turntable that turns LPs to
CDs, unique shower curtain, two ironing board covers, games, Johnny Cash &
Bob Dylan jigsaw puzzles, and several free items. Two friends have also decided
to contribute some of their treasures, as well.
Have I mentioned that this will be my last garage sale EVER?! I've had a lot of yard sales over the years. Mostly in Port Townsend, I think. Can't recall any in Kirkland or Hadlock of Sequim. Ironically, this is the first time my goal isn't to make money. Just want to see it gone.
I drove into Sequim to see this blood doctor today that my P.A, referred me to because my platelet count was low. His medical assistant was kind of rude. Not friendly at any rate and not wanting to pass pleasantries. Just told me I was 15 minutes late. Which was news to me. First of all, I couldn't find the place and then I stood in line to register for a bit. I seriously doubt I put him behind. She spent 5 or 6 minutes taking vitals, he came in ten minutes later, and spent maybe 10-15 minutes with me. Basically told me right off the bat, he wasn't real sure why I was referred as my platelet count wasn't that low to warrant attention. So much for that wasted morning.
Not only couldn't I find their building, once I did, I went into the wrong building and had to walk through a passageway to another. When I was leaving, I thought I was going back the same direction but apparently, I wasn't. I got out to the parking lot and was positive I had parked my car in this one particular spot. My very first thought was that my car had been stolen. I have this nightmare every now and again and it's always upsetting to me. I walked around the parking lot, looking here and there and then went around a corner to look in another parking lot. I was just about ready to head to the office and have them call the police. Because wouldn't you know....I forgot my phone at home. I kept looking first, though, to make sure I wasn't just a confused little old lady who was befuddled. I could hear them laughing about it afterwards and it did give me kind of a sad feeling knowing that I get confused easy these days.
So many white cars out there. I hunted and hunted for this orange knitted loop thingie that Hunter made for me when he was little. That's on my mirror and easy to spot in parking lots. FINALLY! I saw it and what a relief. Because it was hot out there and my hip hurt and my feet were even worse.
I was going to go visit Mary Norton but darned if I could figure out where downtown Sequim was.
I was so frustrated I was driving in circles. Eventually I came upon the backside of Walmart and realized which way was home. Which is where I headed as I was stressed out.
I stopped at Safeway in P.A. as I needed a few items and then went to the bank to get cash for the sale. Then it was off to the library to return five books before I headed on home. I immediately called my doctor to make an appt as my feet are giving me grief big time. A little edema but mostly pins and needles nerve pain and it is miserable! Kept me awake last night. I woke up at 3 and finally got up at 5 because I couldn't go back to sleep. Going to have to see what all I can do (besides lose weight) to nip this problem in the bud!
I didn't fast this week (too stressed and busy to mess with it) but come next Monday, it's back on schedule. Got to start eating better too. Story of my life and maybe story of my death if I don't get my act together. I couldn't get into my doctor until September. Nothing new there. My P.A. I couldn't get into for three weeks. The other P.A. I've been to doesn't work there anymore so now I'm seeing this guy P.A. who I've been to once or twice but I still have to wait two weeks. Yeah, there's a shortage of doctors these days and everybody knows it!
Meanwhile, I'm going to do everything Dr. Google suggests as I await my turn in the clinic. I could tell you that I'm starting this new regime today but we all know I'd be lying. I bought a couple maple bars at Safeway and they tasted sooooo good. Course I felt like hell afterwards but I'm willing to pay the price. And why didn't I just eat one. Because I'm a PIG with no self control, that's why!
Well, I did manage to do two loads of laundry and one sink of dishes today, but that's probably going to be the extent of it. Plan on sitting down to watch a little golf and put my swollen ankles up. Friday, Saturday and Sunday will be my worker ant days. And I'll be gloriously happy when it's over and done with. Off to find my compression socks now and put them on like the old lady I've become.
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