Thursday, Tommy found two packages of meat in the back of the car when he opened the door on the rear of suv. He said he smelled something, so looked around. Two packages of rotten meat. He wiped the sturdy bed of vehicle, the sort of rubber bed liner. Then, he put the meat into the the garbage can. Now, I suppose the bags leaked. UGH
As we were leaving to get groceries, I ran out with Lysol and sprayed the liner until it was soaking wet. He left a scrap of a sheet in the car. I was hoping that was the place meat juice leaked. Now, he says the sheet scrap is fine because I sprayed it. He still has not washed liner because I sprayed it. I will have to sneak and throw out the nasty rag.
The result of all this? FLIES1 They can smell meat from 1.5 miles away. I am so disgusted getting in a car and flies coming in, too.
Today, after running one chore, we went to Publix to shop. Then, we both had prescriptions to pick up. Tiring and boring day, right?
I sat in my chair and promptly went to sleep for four hours. We will go to Pepper Place in the morning. This will be brutal.
Friday afternoon, the guy who may buy my serger for his daughter came by. I gave him things for her, sold him a book of craft patterns for $3. He carried in the serger so I could get model to determine what I paid for it. Hopefully, I can sell it to him. This is my version of a yard sale.
We went to DMV to get title to my car. I cannot get into the one here, so we drove to Hoover where I did not have to contend with stairs, steps, or ramp. An employee opened the door and ushered me in, taking me to proper window. I sat with him urging me on. I told him I would not go to window, that friend would.
The last time I was there for another reason, I was told it would be ten days to receive the title. I asked him, thinking maybe it would be sooner. Conversation betweeh him--h-- and Me--m.
m-how long will it take for me to get this.
h--about 2 and a half weeks.
m--last time I was told ten days.
h--That is what I said. Ten days is two and a half weeks.
m--no, ten days is not two and a half weeks.
h--yes, it is.
m--(holding up seven fingers) seven fingers is a week. The other three is a half week.
h--No
m--yes
He looked puzzled and left.
I wonder what are the qualifications for these positions.
When Tommy asked the woman who helped him, she said four and a half weeks. I have someone who wants the car NOW.
