Highly Discouraged--Small Rant, Kitchen Shortcut Bible

 I need clothing, warm clothing. Big Box was where I was going. Last month I found a sweatshirt and a jacket of same fabric and bought one of each. I wear the sweatshirt over my nightgown because the covers slide and I get cold. The jacket is sort of like a housecoat for me because I don't have one. I had two that were lost.

This house has a breeze! It is not too cold, but there is a constant breeze. It could be because there is a quarter inch gap around the front door. AND, the storm door does not meet the door for the last 18 inches. Right now, I can see daylight around the front door!

I could wash clothes often, but it is a trip outside, down the ramp and up a steep ramp to the carport to the utility/laundry room. I hate being nasty from cooking or eating...lol. it happens! So, Tommy has to do the laundry. He gets anxious about washing every other day. I don't blame him. 

There is no room for my sewing machine yet. I know it does not take much room, but even a tiny bit is not free. So, I buy clothing! Cheap clothing! 

How can a person bring home 9 pieces of clothing and only one piece fit? I have no idea but I cannot get into the dressing room and back and forth! 

Now, it all has to be returned on Sunday and I must do more shopping. No, I cannot stand up long enough to shop in a thrift store. I am very demoralized right now. 

In Cullman I had the friend who was druggy to help me shop. She never tried to encourage me to get or "just try" anything I did not like. Oh, she cleaned for me, how I met her. I need her. 

I could spend the money on weatherizing the doors on this house and would not need so many things to wear to stay warm in this breezy house. But, Tommy wants no improvements to happen, just keep paying high utility bills.

Really, I don't even like buying clothing. AND, I cannot afford this expense. Even cheap clothing is expensive. 

Right now, even though my feet are well off the floor, there is a strong breeze about two feet from my feet and legs to the floor.

On the upside, Saturday was a beautiful day even if it was cold and had biting wind.  The ride was pleasant and people were not driving crazily. That is always a plus. Sunshine makes any day great! 

Okay, I was so discouraged by the events of Saturday and this rant, I did not publish this. Really, the weather, the sky, it was all so pleasing on Saturday! 

But, it is Sunday, so I will visit this bummer shopping trip on you. I needed to complain beyond Tommy. 

Sunday has been a terrific day. I only slept 5 hours but my body said to get up. I did. In 1.5 hours, my body said to go to bed. I did. So, at 2:30 I began the day...lol. Since then, 2 hours ago, we have emptied dishwasher, filled the dishwasher, watched seals/lids for glass containers, put away lots of things out of place. While Tommy was washing pots and pan and lids and crock pot, I was busy.

There are two large square table, one on each side of my recliner. They are basically where they were when I arrived. The one on the right side was in front of the sofa/love seat. It has since been sort of pulled back beside the recliner. 

Underneath was a cardboard box full of stuff. STUFF! I have been hanging over the edge of the recliner and pulling things out, one piece at a time. I found treasure. This is where the clothespins were placed. Much of the stuff belongs to Tommy. Obviously, I stashed stuff on top. I found my round mirror, the kind that has the little metal legs that fold flat, can be hung, or opened up to sit on a surface. 

The best thing is a book, never even opened, it appears. I wonder where I got this--free books, gift, was it here? I was pleasantly surprised to see it was published by Little, Brown and Company. Teh Little, Brown Handbook is a standby for English language type students who want to learn or perfect spelling, grammar, punctuation, and usage. 

I think I got this at the free book place. I have been perusing the contents, recipes and pictures. 

Now, if I only had a bundt pan. 

Sunday is a beautiful, warm day. I have been inside, either sleeping or catching up on things we should have done. It feels good to have gotten such a lot of decluttering done at once and have dishes done. But, here at 4:45, there is plenty of sunshine left to enjoy going out to water the paperwhites. Maybe we can take a short ride. We need nothing at the store. 

After we come home, we make soup. "We" because he will scrape the carrots. He can chop them, too, because my hands still hurt from cutting carrots from last week. At least half this soup goes into the freezer. A turkey or breast still has not been put into the refrigerator to thaw! 

How has your Sunday gone? Snow? Good food? Company? Happy with the little things? Plans? 

I really wish the weather where you are can be so beautiful like it has been this weekend and for the next five days. 

Monday Dinner Out and Handyman

 We were invited to my new friend's house Monday night. We had so much fun and she was saying how much she enjoyed us coming and we would have to do it again. She bought three chicken breasts from Publix, a package of potato salad and one of slaw. Smart woman. Before dinner we had strawberries and peanuts. This is my kind of hostess. My kind of friend. My kind of woman. (Okay, dinner out was without a mask inside of a friend's house.)

We met her when I insisted on stopping and talking to her as she was in her yard. I make friends everywhere! 

Her home is a small unassuming brick, with a beautiful yard. Inside, her home is well-appointed, stuffed full of very nice furniture. I was surprised. She had to downsize and kept what she could. 

She was so thoughtful in that she put her dog in the bedroom for the evening. That is a plus. I had a very good friend who allowed her dog to lie across my feet over my objections. I did not say a word, just moved my chair back until I was six feet from the dining table. Dog owners are one of the reason I "don't like dogs."

We talked about everything under the sun! She is funny and interesting, and not a bit shy. Tommy had a good time, too. Of course, we let him talk...lol. He seemed to really enjoy her company. 

This is the first time we have been with anyone without our mask, in someone's home, or with a person while eating. We did meet our friends in Cullman in the park, but they are in their 90s, and the weather has not been fit on the free lunch day. I don't know if they are up to cold weather. We would sit outdoors and just bring a blanket to wrap in while we eat, but I am not sure how they would feel about this arrangement. 

Tuesday, a friend from Cullman came down here and cut a tree and suckers that were going to ruin Tommy's roof. The suckers were  20 feet tall. Then, he cut a 20 foot tree that was right next to the house, within 6 inches of the foundation. Tommy and I fought bitterly as to whether these two trees would ruin the roof. He also cut some firewood for himself! None of the trees or limbs were over 4 inches in diameter. 

Then, he climbed on the roof and used his leaf blower to clean out the gutters. I have never heard of anyone using a leaf blower for gutters, but I suppose  it works. And, he walked carefully so as not to damage the roof. This guy is a jack-of-all trades, retired military. I have known him for well over 20 years. No, he did this for me and he is not a handyman. But, he is a handy man. 

He said the last time he climbed on a roof or up a tree, forgot which, he ended up in the hospital. He told me he wanted to go to UAB. So, with that settled, he worked steadily. He also said his wife did not want him to get on the ladder. Yikes! 

I have something he wanted to trade for. So, that deal was done. Plus, I gave him $30 for gas. He  objected and finally put it in his pocket. 

Today, I drove my car and put gas in it. Well, I drove and Tommy pumped the gas. Dinner will be light tonight, something I do not have to prepare! We have a bag of salad and there is ham I bought to feed J. And, there is fruit. 

We had a busy and fruitful twenty-four hours. Today, I think the predicted temperature was 74F. It has been very warm and pleasant. 

I have other things J wants, so he might do the things that need to be done around here. 

Solutions

 A friend from Cullman came by today as he left his VA doctor's appointment. He will cut two trees that are hanging onto the house roof, trees that are ruining Tommy's property. Tommy has forbidden me to try and cut the one growing 6 inches from the foundation. It is already 10 feet higher than the roof and has branches fanning out over the roof. 

Since Tommy swears the gutters don't need cleaning since he cut trees 20 years ago, my friend is going to do that, too. Tommy has one huge tree in his back yard that is about a yard in diameter. So, huge and tall. Tommy yells at me to mind my own business, but acquiesed when talking to my friend. He just won't admit that I, a woman, knows anything. Plus, he thinks I am taking over. And, he is cheap. 

He may be getting better at all this macho stuff because he never looked at the huge and deep cut in his tire, just bought more. He is really not into macho acting, but this doing things the right way is getting to him. He is cheap. Formerly, he would not believe the tire was not so bad as I said. 

At any rate, I have lots of tiny things for J to do besides cleaning the gutters and cleaning tree limbs from the roof. The kitchen has the hole under the front of the counter still, the one that let some critter in to drag potatoes over to the hole. Plus, a hornet, wasp, and camel cricket have been found in the same vicinity. It still gives me the creeps. Either of us could have done these things five years ago. Like I said, I can get down there but I cannot get up. Well, it takes time and effort for me to get off the floor, Tommy. too.  J will be cheaper than hiring someone else or multiple people to do things. And, he will do them right. 

When J got down on the floor to look at the critter hole, he said that there was a patch on the hole. No, not so. So, he found the hole I was talking about. There must have been another hole that had to be patched before this one. 

I was proud that the sink was clean and shiny, nothing in it. At this point, that is the best part of the house! I hope J noticed...lol. 

Friday night, Tommy is having more soup, the last big cup and zucchini. I am having a small salad, the kind you get at the grocery store. It was given to me. Earlier, we had a chicken breast from Publix as we sat in the park. Chicken breast or turkey breast is better than desserts to me. 

What is the cleanest/shiniest/straightest of your house? the part that needs no more. It can be as small as a shiny clean sink.

Strawberries and Two Pennies

 Dinner on Monday night was a ground chicken burger with feta cheese and red bell peppers, slaw, and tomatoes. I diced two three inch tomatoes on top of the slaw. The burger was delicious. We decided not to put it in a deli bun since we had brownies, too. Dinner involved putting the burgers in the oven and mixing slaw and dicing tomatoes. I could handle that much "work."  I think I might try to make some. 

I had bought slaw mix. But, when I mentioned slaw, Tommy told me he found  part of  a bag, so I used that Monday night. If he had not found it, I would have opened a new one and wasted the old one.  So, it is finished.

Finally, even though I was weak, I did exercises, two 30 second sets. It just about killed me. It was not hard, just made me faint and weak. 

Tuesday

Tommy got up earlier and showered. I got up at 8:30, washed my hair, and we were out the door by 9:05.  My hair is dry by the time we get there. When we got to Cullman, I was so anxious to get my birds. I paid for them and then realized they were wrong. Then, to the PO. I returned the birds and got a note saying I had paid and they needed to be fixed. 

I went to my lot and found a hose from the house next door to my yard. WHAT? Last week, there was a gas can and a load of rotten wood. The week before that, the guy decided to use my yard for his own and had parked his car in my driveway. I really don't know what it takes to make him understand this is my yard not his. Okay, maybe I am overly sensitive, but I have had so much stolen from my yard. Plus, this family always pushes boundaries. I dragged his hose to the road. 

At the farmer's market, I found strawberries for $16/gal. Yes, we bought a gal. They are the best and sweetest strawberries I have ever had since I was a teen and we bought strawberries from Alabama. This guy is my favorite farmer, the one who grows sweet potatoes. He told me why these were so sweet, juicy and red all the way through. He is a great guy, a great farmer! 

We started eating strawberries and came home with fewer strawberries...lol. These were sandy, of course. But, we did not let that stop us. So, now I need to get out the colander and wash them well, and trip top. Tommy only leaves the green leaves. I do leave a bit more. 

The main reason we went today was so I could pick up more records to save me paying $175/hour to attorney. Well, the word was the records would be brought to Cullman so I did not have to drive a 130 one-way trip to Huntsville. But, the records were not there. Later, I got the news that a courier had been sent with my records. We were getting on the interstate in 5 minutes, so this was good news. 

When Tommy got out to pump gas, I saw a penny and got out to get it. He had stepped right over without seeing it. However, the penny he saw was close by. He has to hold onto the luggage rack to walk around the car. At the back of the car, he just leans on the tailgate. I DID offer to pump it. 

So, we arrived here about 4:15.

Do you grow sweet strawberries? Or, do you buy them from the market? How much do you love strawberries. 

Whistle Stop Cafe

I had insurance when the roof was damaged by tornado in 2008, I think. After that, it was not insurable with unrepaired damage. Lots of people were cursing roofers who would not show up after the whole town was torn up. FEMA would not repair my windows blown out, saying, 'her family can do that." Well, neither of my three children lived in the town and neither were capable of making those repairs.

I have no 401K. Let's leave it at that. I do not have to explain the minutiae of my life.

Many people thought I was foolish going to UAB and finishing degree I started years before. They thought I was foolish to work on two degrees and one time and foolish to get a MA. I do not regret doing what was best for me instead of doing what others thought would be best--get a job a Tyson cutting up chickens, working in sewing factory, getting job as grocery clerk. The list goes on. One person said sarcastically, "What are you going to do with all those degrees? Paper the walls with them?

My mother would be proud of me. She was proud I owned a home!

I did not blame anything about my house on anyone and I cannot imagine what that person means. When you call roofers every week and mine was a small job and no one comes when they promise, that certainly is not my fault.

Sunday, when we went to the Birmingham Public Library, Tommy took a bad fall. Two men started to grab him and pull him up, but I shrieked not to and he just need a chair to pull up onto. His walker broke! When we had to go to Cullman on Tuesday, he had a prescription called into N.A.R.E., a place that has durable medical supplies. $163.00 later, he had a nice walker. He has bruise on his hip about 8 inches in diameter, a cut inside the bruise that is four inches long and nasty looking. He has a chunk out of his arm and shin. He says the new rollator is much lighter to put in the car. So, I got up way too early.

I told him I would bring him anything he needed at the time he had no walker. He came to my door, TURNED ON the light and told me his coffee and cereal were ready for me to bring to him. UGH. When I fix lunch and dinner, I bring that to him in his recliner, but at least I am awake!

Today, I had a dermatologist appointment. He took a little nodule off my neck. I tried to cajole him into taking a little bit more skin from my neck. He was funny, but, of course, would not. I insisted on knowing the names of all the various growths that have blossomed on my skin!


Several years ago, like five years, I was bitten by a mosquito on the crook of my elbow. I scratched it so, the place became thick skin and still itched. Finally, the thick place about 1/4 inch across started sprouting black hairs. Doc said that scratching intensely would cause black hairs to sprout. I wondered if I could scratch my head and make my hair grow thicker. He is bald and young. He laughed heartily and said, "Well, if that were the case..."

Afterwards. I asked Tommy if we could eat at the Whistle Stop Café in Irondale, the restaurant from "Fried Green Tomatoes." Fannie Flagg wrote the book from which the movie was taken. The Irondale Café is the actual restaurant where we ate. The mac cheese was nasty. The waitresses were efficient and curt. But, the place was packed. A meat and two and tea for both of us was $30! He insisted on tea. I could have drunk water. At least the tea was wonderful.

Anne, maybe others, will know this road. We drove a long ways on Georgia Road, a scary place. Maybe it is only scary at night. I have driven it at night and had to dodge the ladies of the night and drug dealers. Finally, my friend moved so I did not have to go there again. Well, except when I worked in Gate City, a place where cable guys refused to go even with two men in the truck.

I had another doctor appt tomorrow back in Cullman, but I cancelled that!

Tommy's house is nice and cold and evenly so. That makes me happy.

Comments

I really, really like feedback, but not mean things or untrue things. You can comment, but comment are moderated. I finally have internet where I am. I am so tired I cannot write anything now. Tonight, I will write more.

Sorry

The water line was fixed, Kim.

Silver was daughter's. I offered to sell it once and she said not to.

I do not know my children's telephone numbers, but they know the problem.
I am not delusional.

If I fail, you can all say I told you so.+

Sitting in Mcd parking lot and feeling gutted by the meanness and lack of confidence In me.

Thank you for those who are supportive, and the rest...well, never mind.

Gotta go, ho6 here even in ac.

Tired

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Sitting outside mcD typing.


started GoFundMe. Yes, I can build a house or give it a good try! Too tired to speak to comments.

I had other things to say, but forgot what.

Here

I called agencies who gve me other agencies' numbers. City officials are giving me numbers. One place had 8-10 month waiting period. was doing things all week, making calls and such.

I won't have internet until We night. Tommy pAYS $86 for spectru, tv and adding internet and wifi will bring his bill to $84! ???

I do not qualify for nursing home. I own land.

At the moment of crisis I had land and did not qualify. If I sell, ex made e sign he would get portion of sale value> I signed it out of fear. Student loans has tthier hands out. So, I would have nothing at all.

I am going to start a GoFundMe campaign to get a house built, small, but adequate. I am looking into getting trailer on lot for time I can build.

People came into my house and ransacked it. I cam imagine what would happen if it was alone during building.

Remember black chickens.. Search.

I do not need to be in a nursing home. absurd and insulting.

Right now, I am in Birmingham Public Library. Tommies Rollator broke and he fell. So, a little stressed right now for that reason and my reasons, too.

I just asked Tommy and he said I did not need to be in nursing home or assisted living!

Definiiton of homeless varies, but not having a place of your own is one of the criteria, living with someone who just lets you stay there. Of course, I will still continue to have expenses of daily living and bills I owe.


I am still homeless.

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For Sale

I slept 12 hours and awoke feeling like I had been beat all over with a stick. Then, I stayed gone from here for many hours.

The men have just a little to do to finish the yard, putting dirt on it and compacting it. It is so sad. I cry a lot. I am just waiting for the rest of my stuff to be stolen. If you live near me, Cullman, I have things I will sale--bbq grill, swing, firepit.

The gas grill with propane tank has been used little even though it is about 20 years old. The swing is green mesh, metal swing with the frame it hangs on. The firepit has never been used. There may be other things to sell if people don't steal it first. Grill--$25, swing--$25, Firepit--$10.


Tommy is the one who bought the power cord for me so I could use internet to look for a place to stay. I broke down and asked him.


Tomorrow at 9 am, I have another barium swallow because I am choking so and complaining to doctor on Wednesday.

I was surprised to see that the city did not remove the twisted chicken pen. They just shoved it aside, it appears. It is a chain link dog fence that is free for the taking. There is a lot of hardwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa I just now got my little finger nail stuck between keys and could not get it out. That is a first for me. There is a lot of hardware cloth and an expensive large tarp with it. Let me know if you want anything. Don't just take it because the police are watching my house. lol

Being homeless is hard. I have literally had to beg for food! I don't look like a substance abuser. Agencies who know my problem say to go to food banks. That does not work. I begged a place to give me a hamburger! I cannot sit on cubs and beg because I would never be able to get up!

Tonight, I decided to drive 4 miles to get a Coke. I locked key in room and had to get one by ringing bell. I got back and the key did not work. So, I had to put down my stuff, unlocking the car so I could see if I had used a loose key in my purse or key he gave me. Finally, I dropped the loose key. I found it but promptly dropped it again and could not find it. THEN, I had to get him up again. I told him the story and said maybe he needed a flashlight. He got another key, found the one I dropped and tried the door. I was correct. The key would not open the door. So, he opened the door and gave me the good key. Of course,, I handed it right back, telling the key was in the room. Whew! I hate to be so much trouble. I thought he did not like me because he had had a perpetual frown. Tonight, he had a pleasant look and told me not to worry. Maybe a ditzy woman causes him not to frown. ???

Tonight is my last night in motel unless I can scare up $60. Churches do not return calls. I could be prospective member! I just leave my name and phone number. Even places for the homeless do not return calls. I guess they have all the businesses they need.Going to bed.

Even a homeless person can help someone.

One church gave me Maruchen (sp) Noodles flavored like beef. One night, I decided I would try at least a few bites and not eat the rest/ Well, when I saw I needed boiling water, I nixed that. There was a clear drink that was strawberry flavored. I tried it not realizing it had carbonation. Tommy wanted none of it. There were snack cakes I did not need but ate one.

I hate throwing out food, even if it is nasty food. When I came back to the motel this evening I saw a young man about 22 with shorts and flip flops on. I said, "Last Tuesday I became homeless when the city pushed down my house and a church gave me food I don't want. Will you take it?"

"YES MA'AM! I just became homeless two days ago. I will take anything."

He moved here from a depressed county to live with his sister and her husband to make a better living. He said, "This is a blessing!" And, he thanked me profusely. I felt really good about being able to help someone who needs help even though it was just a bit. He and his bil did not get along. When he got home from work, his bil told him to get out now. At least he has a job and sounds like he wants to do better.

There were POP TARTS that I love, a box of 12. I kept those but am going to give most of them to him. He was lean, so maybe he can work it off. Okay, there were Diet Mountain Dew that I kept for me. I am going to give them all to him. I am such a pig. But, I have come to my senses this time.

Well, the house is down and gone to the dump. I cried.

I took the last of the publix gift cad and added 22 cents and got a cooler. Tonight, I will fill the quart freezer bags I bought and make ice to keep stuff from spoiling.


Right now, I am eating some sort of pork dish that Publix cooked and was serving. She gave me extra pork and covered my plate quickly. There are green beans, corn, and red peppers (Bell type). When I get through with this plate, I am going to microwave Brussels sprouts. I have quite a little stash of food from two stores, but little from food bank.


Yesterday, at the food bank where I can choose, I chose coleslaw mix. I had Miracle Whip I bought with gift card. I took a sample of wine vinegar, pepper, salt, and mustard. They weren't samples. It is the area where you get condiments for your deli sandwiches. I need a bit of pickle but this will be okay. I can put some of the slaw mix and put it in a freezer bag, season it and squeeze to stir it.

I spent too much money eating hamburgers. Besides, I was ready for real food!

Everyday, I have to take my laptop to Office Max to charge it. Today, I broke down and got a generic cord. I actually need to use the laptop to try to make this all work.

With my strong encouragement, my remaining items have been wrapped well in police tape. Every time someone says, "Oh, I don't think anyone will take anything," I remind them of the same thing being told to me when they stole for five days!

Monday Doings

On Monday morning, I awoke at 4:30 and could not go back to sleep.

The first thing I do is to go and check and see if the last four things have been stolen--huge wire chicken, swing and frame, huge swing frame, and old rocker. I think my metal wheelbarrow is gone, too.

Today, it really dawned on me that my house had been ransacked as soon as he city left. Things were missing inside.

Today, I went to two different stores and presented my dilemma and received $25 in gift cards from each store and promptly spent it all. Now, I am not spending all this on food. I got paper bowls, storage bags, and Dawn, in addition to milk and other food.

I cancelled Spectrum internet. But, I had to call and get a letter stating the house was no longer standing. Tommy is coming tomorrow, so he can drive me there.

I looked for clothes to no avail. That tired me out.

I called about someplace to live.

Three more times, I checked my yard.

I forgot to check the mail, so I will go do that even though it is 9 pm. I will go tomorrow to have them stop the mail.

This is my second post today, so you can go backc and read the other.

A place to Live

I go to places and call people I am told can help me. I talked to woman who takes care of getting homes for the homeless. I must be in the condition of not having a place to spend the night that very day. I can get no confirmation until Wed afternoon. That frightens me.

Nothing else has been taken, I think.

My foot feels a little better. I have two opioids left and do not dare use them as long as I can stand the pain. Of course, back pain is always there.
I may have to go buy boots if I sit out in the rain and watch my home carried off. Maybe I will get a sheet of plastic to sit under, just throwing it over me. It is supposed to rain. I think I have a broken umbrella in the car, so I could use that and put the plastic over the umbrella.

Speaking of umbrella, my umbrella and base were stolen, too.

It makes me so mad and sad to realize what is gone.

I know there are other things that have happened, but I am so tired. I can barely see. I will rest now, first time all day and write more later, maybe.

Saturday

Last night, I took an opioid for foot pain and it did a number on me. The doctor did not want to give me any last year. But, I betted for a few. The prescription bottle has '5' written on it. So, I got five pills. two were gone. I am not a druggie type. And, I do not take otc pain relievers.

The only thing left in my yard was a swing set, a tall swing frame where the swing broke, a fire pit, a two foot metal chicken, live trap, and old rocker. I went by today and got a chair, metal that is used in sewing factories. I used it for commercial serger I had. Tomorrow, I will put it in the unit if I can find someone to help me. if not, I will put it in this room. Then, I will get the chicken. I cannot lift the firepit.

United Way gave me a coupon to PANDRA EXPRESS for two egg rolls. They were hard, small, and nasty. Last night, I baked a potato in the microwwave for way too long...lol. I am needing real food. I got a box of cookies from a food bank and have been eating those.

Red Cross has done nothing.


Medicare would under no circumstance help me get more med for diabetes. The lady pharmacist from Wsalgreens spent hours explaining what happened and got me more vials. Now, I need all the other supplies. I actually went to two doctors on Friday trying to get this. All the talking and explaining is exhausting mentally, emotionally, and physically. I am drained.


As soon as there was light in the sky, I went to see if things were gone in the yard. I think everything that was left was still there.

also, the pressure cooker Patti gave me and CUISINART ICE CREAM MAKER THAT WAS A GIFT, AND A JEWELRY BOX WERE GONE.

I WENT TO Dollsr General and got pants and one tdhirt to sleep in. A customer helping me said she would wear the pants out. So would I. They were nylon and big legged. Cute.I asked her to help me since I could not hold onto the cart for dear life and get things off crowded racks. She said I was too picky and it was hard to help me. If I had not needed help, I would told her to go away. She thought long sleeves would be fine. it was 98 today, I think. No, I did not want a camo shirt or a purple shirt or a very, very sheer shirt or a tank top that would show side boob! I also got a dress of knit that I would neve wear as a dress as it is short. I am using it for a gown and am wearing it. I hate it is not laundered first. At least, I can step outside to caror drive somewhere without being indecent.
The only gown at Belk's was $30 on sale, and I got it so I would not have to sleep in the one outfit and wear it in the day, too. I am taking it back tomorrow. Cute but too expensive.

I need someone with me when they load the rubble. I need moral support and soeone to yell to get things I see going away. Tommy cannot walk, cannot sit in chair, and is not assertive enough. He would say in a soft voice,"Excuse me. sir..." I would bellow, "Hey, I need that..." I guess he is nicer than me. He has a deep voice but always softens it and his words and it never turns out well. NICE guy, though.

I need to cut off internet! Spectrum has no way of knowing I am destroyed.

Dedee, tried 3 times to email you.

More later.

More Stolen

I went to my house and looked in on the yard. My large glass table and small bistro table are gone. Two metal benches are gone and the matching table for one of the benches. My PLANTS in pots are gone. My turtle pot is gone. This is along with three chairs from yesterday and other stuff.

I am sick about this.

I actually know the chief of police, so I called him today. There are lots of places with cameras near me. Anyway, a policeman let me on my property, on this morning and one tonight. Now the two swing sets are the only things left besides my expensive picnic table. Plus, someone took my sterling silver, about $5000 worth. Think what I could have done with that. It was for my oldest daughter, but not now.

I still have the clothes on that I had on Tuesday, only with a shower! A woman bought me two pair of pants and four blouses. None fit. I went back today and picked out four more things and brought them here. None fit.

My foot is killing me. I awoke at 4 am and did not want to take one of the narcotics I had for the foot. I would still be groggy did during the day. So, I will take it early tonight. The doctor did not want to give me anything strong, so I got maybe 8 pills. I promised I would not ask for more. I told him that if I stayed awake with pain, then the foot would never heal. I don't take otc for pain because I like my liver and kidneys. It is almost 8 pm and I am exhausted from being out and the heat. It was 98 here today but with low humidity. I am not complaining about the heat.

This morning, I went to a food bank. I got eggs I can scramble and cook in microwave, potatoes I can microwave. When I told them what happened, the woman rushed around and the man said he would help. I got forks, bowls, plates, and plastic red cups. So, this is better. They let me come into the food room and I asked for Miracle Whip in the squirt bottle. It was out of date by six months. It was okay tasting. She kept piling stuff in my box. Other than canned stuff, I got milk, eggs, and bread.
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I went to another place and only took the tuna and was happy, then I was sad and said to no one, "but I don't have a can opener." He said, "Yes you do." and went to the church kitchen and gave me one of theirs. `

I went to the Farmer's Market and called for my favorite guy and the only person who I know by name. I asked to buy one tomato and told him what happened. He did not have tomatoes but went to another farmer and got me one. I made it clear I wanted to pay. He said, "Just come back and shop with us."


So, I had tuna mixed with MW on bread and tomato sliced on it. I guess I will bake a potato and put cheese on it for dinner.

When my diabetes injection froze, the pharmacist said not to take it. I decided to take the pill morning and night since I did not have morning injection. The doctor wholeheartedly approved and the pharmacist suggested I do so after I had. It took hours and an act of congress to get it replace. The pharmacist yesterday tried. The pharmacist explained about my house and how it froze. So, I got the Victoza. I went to two doctors trying to get my med. The first would not write a Prior Authorization which led me to second who did write it. Even then, he and I talked to people on the phone forever!

I need fruit. I will have to go through the one box where the woman just kept adding things. Oh, I asked for a roll of paper towels, which they readily gave me. I guess I am set for a few days.


This was something I never told you--every time it rained, water came through and onto my bed. So, I spread plastic there and sometimes slept under plastic. I did turn and put my head at the foot of the bed where I did not have to use plastic. I try to be tough, but it is hard. It is humiliating, but I would do anything to have my own place. I had not had hot water for almost two years! The new dishwasher could not even work!


The house was appalling when the guys came in. However, one guy came over to me and said he could tell how nice I decorated it at one time because of all antique chairs in one room and the pictures on the wall. I think maybe his opinion of me rose.

Everyday, I take laptop to a business and they charge it. Now, they come out and get it and bring it back out because they have seen how I am limping.


Well, it is about 8:15 pm on a Saturday night. I think I will take that pain pill and turn off the computer. I am going to eat and then maybe come back and read blogs. My day has been hard, very hard.

Homeless

This is hard. I have been homeless for 24 hours. So much of my past is gone--my toybox Daddy made me that holds my childhood, pictures, My son's little coat and cap, toys, furniture. I feel gutted. My daughter's silver baby cup. A jewelry box holding memories. Gone. My silver. The house is rubble. And, someone came and stole lawn furniture. That makes me sad. I imagine the lawn mower and other things will disappear by morning. I don't know how to handle all this. No, I don't need advice because I know the sources of help, but I don't fit the categories. Well, I need a house rebuilt on the lot that I own. I cannot sleep even with melatonin and valium. Consequently, I face hard days and near wrecks. Plus, I have been diagnosed with another condition, even worse to me than a heart attack would be. Later.