After the smoky lunch, I was so smoky smelling. My hair still is! I may throw a sheet over the railing outside the door and spread my sweater on it. To make matters worse, one of my major prescriptions for asthma is out. We forgot to pick it up yesterday on the way home.
We went to bed shortly after midnight on Wednesday. I slept soundly for about seven hours, only getting up for the bathroom once. Miraculously, I am feeling better than usual. There are no lung problems, no allergy problems so far this morning, just smoky hair and sweater.
Wednesday night, I reminded Tommy I had a doctor's appointment today. We both checked our daybooks and he had nothing for me for today. Between both of us, we had recorded four appointment days for this one doctor for me. This has never happened before. When he finally reached the doctor's office, the appointment is not until the end of November!
I loaded the dishwasher with the new dishes and there was not enough room for the dirty dishes in the sink! So, I decided it would be easier to hand wash them. They are out and now the stuck-on, really dirty dishes can go into the place that handles those well.
Since I have been calling one hairdresser off and on for a year, and her husband, the plumber, does not return calls, I found someone else, I thought. I could not reach the shop or personal number, so I was becoming very discouraged. So, this morning she called back. She is just my kind of operator.
She has a separate price for a dry cut, no shampoo. She always leaves customers facing the mirror. I have been turned where I cannot see and had hair cut too much in the wrong places! She cuts with scissors, so no sliding a razor or scissor blade down my hair! That makes my fine and thin hair too thin and damages hair. I like my bangs longer on the sides and not straight across like my bangs are cut in the picture when I was about eight-years-old. I just hope she does not insist on styling my hair or using product! It has been over three years since I had my hair cut. It has been that long since I used product-- hairspray when I went to my 55th hs reunion.
On SAM's blog, I mentioned a woman friend I just had to let go. I literally scraped her off my plate 15 years ago. She lived in a very old, small trailer with an old dog. She removed the cabinet doors in the kitchen to place over the holes in her floor so she could walk. She used her food stamps to feed chicken and other goodies to her dog. I offered her help, she took it and then called me screaming. She embarrassed me in public numerous times. I did not tell her to leave me alone, but eventually I just did not speak to her when we happened to be in the same place. She was pathetic but refused help unless it was on her terms, not always a bad thing.
Well, yesterday I found out she developed dementia, and died. Once she was diagnosed, she went quickly into memory care. She was almost 75 when she died. Before dementia, she managed to build a very nice home. HOW! She received money from one of her many dead husbands, something she had been due for years. I have no idea of the cause of the delay, but she finally found a home without rats running over her in the night.
While I don't feel sorry for the demise of our friendship, I am sorry for her. I knew she was bipolar and had schizophrenia, and I did know what to do except escape from her abuse. I could work on her behalf for days, getting her the help she needed, always with her permission and she would rail at me for finding a source of help, all without revealing her name to others. Okay, I have to stop!
Thursday, I awoke having slept seven hours with plans. We set off and ticked off everything and added another stop. Then, the good day turned hellish. There is no way I can relate it and keep my sanity. Right now, I have to get dinner in the oven. Tomorrow, maybe.
We got into the car at 7pm after three hours in one business to get the transaction cancelled. No luck. Have you ever just wanted to get out of a bad situation instead of facing it in the morning. Well, we have to go back. AAACK!
I am too ill with feeling bad, not a sickness, I hope. So, dinner cooking is cancelled, and I turned to the freezer for protein and Tommy will have salad with broccoli, carrots, tomatoes, and cucumber. He will probably put the ground beef on top. I am having a bowl of oatmeal. He could have had taco salad but preferred I thaw cooked, chopped, ground beef.
Oops! I posted this too soon and it is has been up for a bit. So, I will leave it. Tommy ate and I am going to microwave oats and call it dinner.
