Harumph! The last thing hubby said to me last night was "Be sure I get up when you wake up to take the dog out." So I did. FIVE TIMESI tried to make sure. Because I am conscientious, when I got back in my bed, I listened to make sure he was getting up. Each time I told him to get up, he flipped the covers back like he was about to get up. I wanted to go back to sleep myself, because I was still (and am still) feeling very sleepy. The fourth time I none too gently put the alarm clock set to go off, at the end of his dresser so he would have to get up and turn it off. And he did, but he went right back to bed. By that time I was so disgusted, and could not go back to sleep myself because I felt so irked. I got up, got dressed, went out to get the paper, made my coffee and went out on the back patio. I did not make sure any doors shut quietly. Finally, about 15-20 minutes later he did get up. NEXT TIME he will have the alarm clock and be responsible for getting himself up.
I just HATE waking people up; I had to do it for my best friend at nursing school and she would never get up, either. I'd say "Put one foot on the floor!" and she would....but next time I went back to check on her, she still had not gotten out of bed. Only when I threatened to open her curtains did I get a response from her, "DON'T YOU DARE!" / "Okay, but if I have to come in here again, they are going to be opened regardless!"
Anyway, I lost an hour of sleep this morning while trying to "make sure" hubby got up, and it ain't happenin' again. Grumblegrumble.
So, anyway, it started raining right after I got through doing the puzzles in the paper. It got windy and I could hear the raindrops heading this way and got inside just in time. The newspaper forecast says it all: "Rain from Isaias".
Hubby went out to the bank to transfer some $$$ into our checking account because we still have 3 & 1/3 weeks until our first SS check arrives. The stupid bank is STILL stupidly sending payments to the insurance companies which are supposed to do an automatic payment withdrawal themselves. I thought last week (or whenever it was the last time I was over there) it had gotten straightened out, but nooooooo. When they do that it will put me in overdraft and costs me something like a $35 fee. I am not happy about this AT ALL! I am going to attempt to straighten it out myself, IF I can do it on line; that woman at the bank doesn't seem to 'get it' even though she has supposedly "taken care of it". Yuh. right.
But other than that....it's a day and I am breathing (sometimes with a little fire coming out!).
Perhaps I can actually get Part III of my room/closet cleaning taken care of? Maybe yes, maybe no. Hubby offered to get the few groceries we need, but I said no, I'd rather do it myself. Even with a list, he manages to leave some things out that are, to me, if not crucial, at least important.
And a BIG ALSO, he has to get those forms for DSS filled out, which involves me, as his hand shakes when he writes, and he has some dyslexic problems so I have to read things out loud to him. I guess my closet is going to end up staying as is, for now. It's always something.
Crab, crab, crab. I will try to improve my mood, and maybe come back later.
Ciao!
