Tuesday from the Underworld

Cranky Prognathodon was very cranky yesterday. Started in the morning when something went “pop” just above my right ankle, with extra pain from the foot to the knee. Reminded myself that if I’m debating going to the ER/acute care, then I should stop debating and go. Decided on the acute care that’s part of our doctors’ offices. X-rays showed nothing, pre-x-ray the nurse said he thought it was tendon-ish. Shoes help, I think it’s better today.

Monday night my dinner fought me, badly (mechanical/restriction issues). Tried breakfast on the way home from the acute care yesterday and it was definitely Not Good. I think my throat and a bit downward are very irritated and swollen from Monday. So I did liquids the rest of the day yesterday. Just tried some applesauce, that wasn’t as easy as liquid, but working. In a bit I’ll try some yoghurt.

So, yesterday, I’m at home with my leg up, and there’s a knock on the door about mid-day. It’s the neighbor with an armful of happy naughty puppy. I hadn’t been too concerned about not seeing Gimli for a bit, as it was fairly nice out. The dog walker came shortly after, the boys really like him. In the afternoon I took the boys out with Gimli on the 50’ rope and started checking the fence. Unfortunately, I started with the back fence line, which is the most challenging to get to/painful with my leg. Turned out to be a tunnel under the front corner. Blocked with broken concrete that was nearby under the porch.

I sat on the back porch steps and watched the dogs play for a while. Came in, Tommy stopped in the kitchen to wash a paw. Settled back on the couch, eventually realized I hadn’t seen Tommy (the dog door was closed, not up to chasing dogs, even just around the yard). Call, hear him rustling. Call some more. More rustling. More calling, more rustling, and eventually he appears from the kitchen. With blood on the paw he stopped to clean some more. He’d broken a claw off short. With much flailing around, Tommy and I leave for the vet, figuring I’m going to have to call and tell PeaPod I’ll be late for my pickup. Being bold, stupid, and not up to facing the stairs, so leaving Pippin and Gimli loose in the house (dog door extra-barricaded).

By the time we were heading toward the vet’s office I realized that the bleeding had stopped, and Tommy didn’t seem particularly uncomfortable. I decided that although it was worse than a claw-clipping accident, we could skip the vet visit. Got turned around, and picked up PeaPod. Tommy was riding very nicely, until I opened the window for the PeaPod Pickup. He *is* a beagle, after all. 🙂 Pippin and Gimli were good while we were gone, and as I’d ordered PeaPod after my acute care visit, there was only one load of stuff to bring in. Although at that point I didn’t know I’d be needing liquid food for dinner, sigh.

Got home, ordered egg drop soup for dinner, with a wonton soup for today. Ate a little more than was advisable, but not problematically. The dogs were fairly well-behaved for the rest of the evening, especially since I kept them in and Tommy on his cable when he was out. He’s been rather obnoxious barking at the two back-neighbor dogs lately. I think he wants to play, but he says so loudly and at length, and Gimli has started joining in. Growf.

Stopped on the way to work for applesauce, yoghurt, and squishy soup – cream of chicken and chicken & stars. Not sure if wonton soup will work tonight, we’ll see. And some chocolate may have also followed me, because it melts and your mouth, no problem, right?

Long Weekend

Last Thursday evening when I went to bed I wasn’t optimistic about the amount of snow we’d get. But last Friday morning when I listened to the traffic and weather reports and looked out at the world I determined that the weather gods had listened to the prayers of me and many schoolkids and it was a SNOW DAY! Too bad it wasn’t an officially-work-declared one, so it ate a day’s vacation, but my sanity in regard to driving is worth it. Ron was in Green Bay last Thursday night and headed to Iowa on Friday, missing the vast majority of the snow. Friday morning about 10 am I went out to ask the neighbor to plow the driveway, and he and I were the only signs of life on the street.

Ron came home Saturday and stayed until Wednesday morning – took an extra couple days to try to loosen up some stubborn muscle soreness. Robin got in to Joliet about midnight last Friday night/Saturday morning, but didn’t ping me for a ride until about 5:30 am. I got a quick shower and set out for Joliet. I briefly took Mongo out of 4WD, put it back in to get going from a stop, decided to see how bad the expressways were, got onto 53 South at Euclid, got off at Algonquin (the next ramp), and circled back home. Checked the IDOT-reported road conditions around 9:30 while picking up PeaPod and decided the answer was still “No”. About 11:30 I looked again, things seemed encouraging, and off we went.

Robin was home about 24 hours – long enough to do laundry, get groceries, some minis, and start work on said minis. He left earlier than necessary on Sunday (although not as early as he’d have liked, due to having to replace the Kia’s battery, which had not-at-all-unexpectedly completely died), so that if there wasn’t long-term parking for drivers he could come back home and we’d figure out an alternate plan. But he didn’t have to do that, so now I’m done driving to Joliet, barring unforseen circumstances. Yay!

Monday was a state holiday (Lincoln’s Birthday), more yay! The dog-walking service came over in the evening to meet the boys, discuss details, etc. They’ll be starting next week Tuesday, since I have Monday off for President’s Day. Yay!

Had Ying out Tuesday night while cleaning up an epic deposition of metabolic end products. She’s gotten to be quite the big girl. I can hold her with one had . . . briefly. She also seems to be getting a little less head-shy, which is nice. Mite wars are back on in force, with the discovery the previous weekend that they’d gotten to Tanami. Not seen any on Moresby, who has the other half of the divided cage, but he’s been soaking enough that it’s a possibility. Ron checked Ying and Mau Xanh over Tuesday and didn’t see any on them, either. *All* the reptiles are being treated at this point, regardless.

Just finished another round of cleaning up Nyar’s toes – stuck shed on toes (and tail tips) is capital-B Bad. Worked on them Thursday, applied Neosporin, and Nesporin again last night and tonight. I think I’ve got them about shed. Also got his nostrils cleared, shed tends to clog them, or else he’s like a marine iguana and sneezes out excess salt/minerals. Either way, when they get blocked he stops eating. I expect he’ll chow down tomorrow.

Blah blah blah natter-cakes

The Kia was towed to the garage on Monday. It ended up needing more than the clutch, so ended up costing $1800-ish instead of $1200-ish. Also still needs a battery, as the current one is reported to be marginal, but Ron and Robin can do that. It was finished yesterday, and paid for in combination by Robin’s credit card and Bank of Mom.

Ron spend the night in Palatine last night, so I stopped where he was parked for the night, picked him up, and then he dropped me off to retrieve the Kia while he went home and let the dogs out. Picked up dinner at Kosta’s, and then I left him at his truck for the night. After this morning’s drop off he ended up at the industrial park a mile or so from my office. He wasn’t sure if he could leave for lunch while he was being loaded, so I picked up lunch and brought it to him. Two meals together in two days! Woo hoo!

The estimate from the dog-walking service seems reasonable, but have not made a decision yet, since the increased cost of the Kia repair was likely going to require a loan from the Bank of Mom. I’m thinking soon, though. If nothing else, I need to get set up as an occasional customer for days where I have to be gone longer than normal.

Ron’s elbow continues to improve. So do my back and ankle.

Still Falling

Still falling off the internet.  Well, not the internet so much as blogging. I don’t think that it’s a coincidence that said falling to some extent commenced with Robin going off for training.

Anyway, Robin got home for a week over Christmas, and Ron was also home. Yay! We didn’t do anything in particular, but it was nice.

Robin finished training and got his own truck about . . . um . . . three weeks ago. Yeah, three, since he’s been home twice now since getting it. He’s working out of Werner’s brand-shiny-new Joliet terminal, doing regional, home on weekends. He’s doing night runs between the Joliet area and Indianapolis, with lots of the loads being Amazon trailers.  When Robin comes home he gets snubbed by Gimli for about a day, except that Gimi isn’t actually good at the whole snubbing thing, especially when Robin scoops him up and snuggles him.

The day the bitter cold spell started earlier this month Ron slipped and fell, bashing his left elbow. It was bruised, swollen, and sore, got a minor infection where he skinned it, got that cleared, then earlier this week it got really really sore, still swollen, and has kept oozing fluid (plasma). He got to our doctor Friday, who sent him for an X-ray. No obvious fracture, seems to be all soft-tissue injury. Yesterday the swelling was better, and it was less sore, yay.

I’ve figured out that when Ron’s home we need to do something together besides go to the grocery store and sit around the house. Doesn’t have to be a big deal, but something. Yesterday all three of us went to breakfast, before the inevitable grocery shopping. Inevitable shopping because it’s much cheaper for Ron and Robin to stock up while at home rather than truck stops.

Robin’s plan is to get the Kia towed over to John and Scott’s for repair this week (although I’m the one who’s actually going to invoke the towing, since I’m awake during business hours and have keys). Which will be nice for me, Joliet is a solid hour from home, and an hour and a half from my office when we left at 4:30 pm. I really need to poke at the GPS in Mongo the pickup and see why it keeps trying to send me on daft routes (as opposed to the sane ones suggested by Google).

Got a quote from a dog-walking service for coming by once per day to give the boys some exercise. Now we have to decide if the budget is ready to start adding things like that back in. I’d really like my cleaning fairies back, but the dogs have priority.

Oops, Fell Off Again

Yes, I kinda fell off the internet again.

Robin is still wandering the country in training. I hear from him, usually a short Facebook post, about once per week. He’s on trainer #4, and I’m hoping will be done soon. He’s spent a couple weeks waiting for trainers, but at least he’s been being paid for the waiting.

Two weeks ago Ron started orientation with Schneider, half of last week was kinda flail-ish with getting his truck and getting it fixed and cleaned, so today starts his first real week. He left stupid early this morning, and will be back Saturday, so home Saturday night through Sunday night. So far he’s happy with Schneider, and his shoulder is enjoying not dealing with tarps.

The dogs are Not Pleased with being crated all day. Once we settle into a more predictable pay schedule and pay off some bills that have accumulated, I’m hoping I can get a daily service to come and let them out around the middle of the day.

Thanksgiving with the extended family-by-choice was fun. 8 of us total, which meant we all had “real” plates and flatware, and the house was pretty much full.

Last weekend we bought a Charlie Brown Christmas tree – Peanuts brand and everything. We were at Ace Hardware, and saw a pre-lighted 18” tree, and we considered it. I wandered through the aisle of holiday stuff and found the Charlie Brown tree and snagged it. It’s a proper straggly thing, crossed-boards base, one red ornament, and a “Linus blanket”. It’s sitting on top of the living room water bottle (to be fairly safe from toppling by playing dogs), and Christmas presents are being piled on/around the “Christmas Chair” nearby.

Natter about craft shows at the local high schools can be found on the Otter blog.

Yesterday we went to the storage locker for a couple Otter-ish things, and cotton duck from my fabric stash. In the afternoon we made an apron for Ron from said duck. It’s fairly long, and the bottom turns up and is attached at the sides, and the edge stiffened with some leather, so it forms a big pocket to catch chips when he’s woodcarving.

I also shopped the stash for upholstery fabric, and made new slipcovers for the bolsters that live on/around the couch. They’re 2-3 couches old, and an icky faded blue that do not match the blue couch we have now. Once I had the covers done (which didn’t even take too long), we decided to pull the old dead foam out of the bolsters, and re-stuffed them with fiberfill from Sweet Potato, Ron’s co-driver bear, who has developed holes in multiple seams. So now we have a pair of cylindrical bolsters that look nice and are actually useful again.

The Water Resources Christmas luncheon and staff meeting is on Thursday, so last week I made myself a new shirt and vest. Both had some issues, but were solved. I just need to put a hook and eye on the neckline opening of the shirt. I should consider ironing it, too, but I don’t know if I’ll get that far.

Didn’t Mean to Fall Off the Internet

Oops, I seem to have disappeared for a while.

On October 22nd I took Robin to Indianapolis. Actually Robin drove down and I rode shotgun, with Gimli in the back. I-65 down was a mess with on-and-off construction all the way. So I took something-or-other west almost to Bloomington/Normal, had dinner with Ron, then took 39 north to get home. Which made for a loooong day. Gimli was not happy with driving away and leaving Robin, and even more unhappy when we left Ron.

Robin is still alive, I got e-mail from him today. Not sure where he is, other than probably the continental US, as he doesn’t have his passport or passport card with him. Nor an ATM card, because Chase no longer does the instant issue thing any more, and the one that should have arrived a couple weeks ago is still AWOL (but has been cancelled). Fortunately, Robin is getting paid on a company debit card, so he’s not wandering the country without fundage.

Three days after dropping off Robin (ie: that Wednesday), I went to Gary and picked up Ron and all his stuff. Ron enjoyed the flatbed work, but two weeks on the road at a time was too much, and some other things, and the upshot was that Ron resigned from Roehl. Good thing I didn’t take Tommy to pick him up, Mongo the pickup truck was full, both back seat and bed.

Ron did a little flailing around, and then early last week we got a resume finished and job-hunting commenced in earnest.

JB Hunt seems to have a lock on all the local (as in home every night) jobs, and they want some more experience. And there are a metric boatload of headhunters looking for bodies to fill those jobs – Ron quickly got to the point that early in a call he’d ask if they were calling about JB Hunt positions.

However, last night he got a call from a guy who was much more helpful, and thought Ron would do well with Schneider, and if Schneider didn’t work out, would keep working with Ron to find something.  Local jobs are desirable, scarce, and can have issues with having consistent loads, so Ron and the recruiter decided to look at regional jobs (which Ron had already been looking at).

Schneider seems to be working out. Ron’s scheduled to start orientation Monday the 27th, since they’re not start an orientation class next week. The general schedule for a typical week would be leave Monday, come home some time on Saturday, off the balance of Saturday and Sunday. And they have a “Chicago” terminal, so we don’t have to keep renting yard space (although depending on exactly that is…).

Our current yard space is paid through the end of December. We decided to hold onto it, as we weren’t sure if Ron was going to need it, and Robin might need/want it depending when he finishes training and gets some home time vs. when Werner finishes work on their Joliet terminal.

We’ve been working on giving the snake enclosures thorough cleanings, and Ron’s been playing with woodcarving, so the living room floor is more or less coated with wood shavings. It will be clean by Sunday, as we’re having people over for a Thanksgiving dinner.

Ying showed her appreciation for her clean enclosure by leaving a large pile of metabolic end products, and then being cranky about me trying to clean it up. Bruce just curled up high in a corner on his jungle gym and sulked (yes, snakes can sulk. It’s a body-language thing.)

Eventful Week

It’s been a busy week.

As noted on Monday, Robin passed his CDL exam.

Tuesday I stayed home sick (cold). Robin went to the DMV and got his temporary paper CDL. Shortly after he got home Wolf called with a paperwork oops. In the afternoon, the Werner recruiter called. Orientation starts Monday (as in tomorrow)…

…AAARGH!!!

Ahem.

The dogs seemed very snuggly the rest of Tuesday.

The first thing Robin did after talking to the recruiter was to institute a fix we’d come up with for the edge of the linoleum at the kitchen/dining room doorway, but hadn’t gotten around to. I love him so much.

Wednesday I made it to work, Thursday and Friday I stayed home sick and tired, while Robin ran here, there, and everywhere getting ready to go and I worked on doll clothes. Being sick I forgot to call a dog-walking service to arrange mid-day trips outside for the dogs.

Orientation is at Werner’s terminal in Indianapolis. They’d have sent him a bus ticket, but Gimi and I are going to take him – they don’t have space for parking/storing personal vehicles. Werner is building/enlarging a terminal in Joliet, so when that’s done Robin will be based there.

Friday night I didn’t sleep, between too much naptime during the day, coughing (drainage), and being unable to get comfortable – both temperature and propping myself up enough to minimize coughing. About midnight I finally got something like comfortable and fell asleep. About 3 AM I woke up (hack hack hack) and tried to poke my iPad to see what time it was. No iPad. WTF?

The sticky holding the metal plate to the case had given way and it had fallen off the wall, fortunately no damage, thank you Otter case. Turning on the light to find my iPad meant the dogs woke up enough for Gimli to demand a trip outside.

I took a blanket downstairs and spent the next couple-three hours on the chaise. I’d considered doing that while it was still Friday night, now I know I should have. Fortunately, I improved enough yesterday that I could sleep with only one extra pillow last night, which my back highly approves of.

Ron is on the way west to Peoria, depending on where he stops and how falling apart I am about my baby bird leaving the nest I may detour to see him on the way home this afternoon/evening.

Excitement, with Dogs

My sister’s closing got re-scheduled *again*! AAARGH! Current schedule is Thursday, and she has the paperwork and it appears in order; so Robin is driving to Escanaba tomorrow, helping her move Thursday, and coming back Friday. Robin should be starting behind-the-wheel training for his CDL once he gets back (currently out getting his schedule, then coming home to pack).

Friday morning Ron took Tommy to the yard to visit his truck and put groceries away. Tommy enjoyed the trip, especially sharing Ron’s breakfast, despite twice attempting to hang himself.

And then there was Gimli . . . Gimli figured out how to escape from the yard on Friday, and did it multiple times over the course of the weekend. In order to find the escape route, Robin started clearing brush from the south fence line Friday evening while Ron and I piled the cut stuff up. And then Robin and I continued Saturday morning, after Gimli broke his collar and escaped again and I made new collars for both beagles. So the yard is effectively much wider now, except that it isn’t a yard so much as a series of brush piles (even without dog escapes the brush-clearing really needed to be done), which the plan is to run through a chipper.

Meanwhile, we had not actually found the prime escape route, which Sunday night Gimli demonstrated to be the east fence line. All 60 feet of it. Headdesk, headdesk. We’ve formulated a plan for dealing with it.

Ron left Saturday morning, so he missed most of the excitement of me trying to impale my foot on a small stump/spike (only a bruise and lump on my left arch, thanks to good hiking boots), Robin getting lots of minor scrapes and scratches, both of getting minor sunburn, and me clipping a couple Pippin claws too short Sunday night, so now my light blue skirt is liberally blood-spotted. Fortunately, the skirt was already spotty (bleach, I think) and disreputable. And Pippin was very good about us getting the bleeding stopped (time, pressure, and super glue).

Sunday morning about 3 am my body announced that the UTI I had a couple-few weeks ago was back with a vengeance for round 2. Eventually I got back to sleep. The acute care associated with our doctor’s office opened at 9 am Sunday, and I was there very soon after. More or less uncomfortable the rest of the day, improvement started overnight.

I was not up to the MuseCon wrap-up meeting/party Sunday evening.

Baljeet the baby rat snake did not eat last week, dammit. Trying again tonight, will try what I did last time I got him to eat (annoy him into striking).

Meanwhile, Ron’s temporary crown came loose yesterday morning. A Google search determined that real dental professionals say that denture adhesive can be used until you can get to your dentist to get it re-cemented. Then in the afternoon-evening yesterday, Ron ended up sitting an a highway doing a parking lot impression while the mess from a semi having its fuel tank ripped off was cleaned up.

When *that* was done, and Ron was therefore in violation of his allowable drive time and trying to get to somewhere to park, he discovered that Kentucky has some badly-designed off-ramps, and he got hung up on a guard rail. Apparently this is not an uncommon occurrence, and other similar ramps have been modified, but not this one. Headdesk, headdesk. After a chunk of guardrail was removed with a cutting torch, he was pulled back onto the road by a wrecker and sent on his way only needing two new tires, some tie-down straps, and a bungee or two. The officers at the scene were very nice about it all, and even invoked pizza.

But I was a stressed, Tommy was baying at various things out the window behind the couch/right next to my ear, Gimli really doesn’t grok this out-on-a-cable thing, and I was up too late plus not sleeping the best the last couple nights (see above, re: UTI), and still off this morning, and took a mental health day.

So I was home when Ron called and said he’d probably be sleeping at home tonight, as he’s got a bright and early appointment with the dentist tomorrow morning, as he has now, it seems, *swallowed* the temporary crown.

Robin just got home to retrieve a piece of paperwork the CDL school doesn’t have, which is needed before he can drive their trucks. Yes, he’s taking his binder of all relevant paperwork back with him.

In better news, the bruising and swelling on my foot is going down. Most of the above chaos is chaos, but not crises. And most of all, we don’t live in SE Texas.

Quiet Week

Not a lot to report since the last blog post. I do seem to be settling into a routine on the weekends: Work on Otter Necessities-related stuff on Saturday; and on Sunday I change water in the aquaria and while doing that eat lunch, fold laundry, and clean Baljeet’s tub; around the water change I do dishes and continue work on Otter stuff.

Sunday afternoon/evening, Robin went looking in the refrigerator for feta. Didn’t find any we were willing to eat, but he did clean out a lot of other things that had been lurking in the depths of the ‘fridge for far too long. While he was at it I stayed out of the way and emptied a bin that had, at some point, migrated out to the dining room and was mostly just wasting space. The bin itself was badly cracked, and the few things it contained were easily put away in more sensible spots in the kitchen and pantry.

The eclipse was, of course, really cool, what could be seen through the clouds (and I didn’t have eclipse goggles). Ron was in central Illinois, and it was also cloudy. Sounds like traffic heading north wasn’t too bad for him.

Ron was originally going to be home Monday evening, but they needed a load taken to Green Bay. That wasn’t happening due to Ron’s available drive time, so he dropped the trailer off near Milwaukee, and came home Tuesday morning. I had a routine doctor’s appointment mid-afternoon, so I got to spend part of the afternoon with him, yay. The dogs snubbed him for a couple/few hours, but were done with the snubbing by the time I got home.

Robin is going to Escanaba, MI . . . at some point. My sister is buying a house, and had moving covered until closing date changed, and she asked if Robin would be willing/able to help. And then it changed again. And again. Kiely is Not Pleased, and I don’t blame her! Not sure what the moving plan is now.

More natter on the Otter blog, I think that’s about it here.

MuseCon Report

Looks like I last posted on Tuesday of last week.

I’d been on the MuseCon Board for about two years. If you recall a previous post, we had an un-planned ConCom meeting back on July 1 to deal with some bumps in the road. Over the last couple months I’d come to the decision that it was about time for me to be done, with changes at home and whatnot. More than once Ron convinced me that I should stick out the last bit of my term, until elections in September.

On Wednesday, dealing with things directly or indirectly related to said bumps in the road made it clear that my I’d developed too many differences of opinion to other board members to make my continued tenure useful. So I resigned. And if you see my Facebook posts, completely ran out of fucks.

Anyway, Thursday I finished up MuseCon signage and sent it to be printed, finished up Otter Necessities stuff, getting all the merchandise I planned to take into the Point of Sale (PoS) inventory and tagged (except I couldn’t find my tiny safety pins to tag doll clothes, so the tags were just tucked inside kosode).

Friday morning Robin helped me stuff the dogs into a truck, I dropped them off of the vet’s for boarding, stopped at JoAnn to get a dress form-shaped pincushion to display doll clothes on, forgot little safety pins, stopped at Kinko’s for signage, Then to the hotel. By then I was slightly less devoid of fucks. I got signage either put up or distributed, talked to some people, ordered dinner, and was very happy to see Ron when he finally arrived – he went from Iron Mountain to L’Anse where he swapped trailers, stopped at a drop yard south of Milwaukee to swap trailers, then home, without running out of 11 hours of drive-time in 14 hours of on-duty time.

Saturday Ron and Robin both helped me set up two tables and a triangle of gridwall in the vendor’s room, and I theoretically supervised the room. Since there were 5 vendors in total, it wasn’t a very hard job. Sales weren’t bad, but I’m not used to doing such a small event any more (I think attendance was in the 200-225 neighborhood).

Yesterday we packed up, checked out, Ron and I headed toward home had breakfast, did some grocery shopping, picked up the dogs, were glad to see Robin eventually get home, started dehydrating vegetables, and marinated skirt steak for jerky. Dogs were very happy to see us, and we were very happy to see them.

Today we did even less: Dehydrated the jerky, ran to JoAnn to pick up an American Girl doll clone I’d ordered on-line for store pickup, and Robin and I took stuff back to the storage locker.

I’ve reserved space for Otter at the Fremd HS holiday craft fair at the beginning of December, and will probably also get space at the Palatine HS version the Saturday before Windycon. Fremd is the other HS in Palatine, and both are one-day events. I plan on taking no more than I can cope with myself – purses, satchels, buckled belts, doll clothes, books, and maybe potion bottles.