The more boxes are unpacked, the angrier at the packers I get

Up with the alarm this morning then fell back to sleep for an hour and a half. I found the happy spot in the raised head of the bed, quite a bit higher then I have been using.

Welcoming committee called, could they come over at 1? Sure.

Hgl still high, but lower than the last 2 mornings.

Banana and egg, which I remembered to eat just in time. Lately I have been setting them on top of the printer , checking email and internet, and forgetting to eat.

Lots of progress today in the guest room. Found my collection of my photo calendars randomly tossed into three different boxes. Put them in order and on the rack they came off of. Also in one of those boxes was the parental 78s and Broadway show 33 1/3 boxed sets, and LPs both parental and mine. They are now on the bottom tier of the rack where they belong.**

Also in that box was my Howard The Duck comic book collection (only the standard sized ones), which had come from a bookcase on the opposite side of the room.

Lunch was the other order of the worst chicken satay ever made. Even more salty and less edible.

Bob and Rocksie came over at 1, delivered a beautiful gift basket. Two cans of diet soda, cranberry juice, three small salty snacks, a packet of Swiss Miss, all in a very nice solid woven wood basket. We chatted for a while, they told me about a lot of the activities they have when there's no plague, said they would hook me up with a better handyman, and confirmed that Sandy the DDG neighbor next door, is indeed single. Bob said there were lots of single women in the park.

While they were chatting, Amazon delivered a cat brush, which Spook was thrilled to have me use on her. She also needs a serious claw trimming.

Watched Popsrockz until Gary came on with his ride home stream. No other people on my follow list so back to the guest room.

Found the framed ancestral photos in two different boxes, put them on the rack where they came from.

Recliner time to recover, brushed Spook until she got bored, watched Below Deck Sailing Yacht, more soap opera. The chef finally boinked the chief stew. The a-hole deck hand broke up with the 2nd and 3rd stews and invited his not-really-an-ex girlfriend to visit him there on Corfu. The married couple crew did not have the promised 3-some with 3rd stew. Very light on the guests this time, not a lot of air time. Probably had to do with the yacht being hired for a top model photo shoot.

Also watched/FFed through two rounds of NFL Live which packed 5 minutes of content into 2 hours. They are all ignorant of how very easy it can be to hold a virtual draft, with players and coaches in their individual homes. All these people have Skype and cams. Zoom is being used (big mistake, I think). It just needs a good video switcher and director at master control.

Shut off the Tivo recommendations feature, only 1 hit and 24 misses.

AG texted me that all Asians have 2% Neanderthal. I doubt it. None of those remains have been found east of Germany, and the DNA companies just tick that box when they see a person is from Asia or Europe.

Delivered was the short rack for the guest room. It was more cheaply made than the tall ones in the shed, but it fit in the closet and now holds my Penguin cases with camera gear, two boxes of dad's 8mm film reels, his projector, and a couple of portable Polaroid tripods.

I remembered seeing the slide projector in a box by the closet, but when I opened it the first thing I found was one of several photo slide binders, which went onto a bookcase, and then a few more of the parental Broadway LP sets. **and more calendars!!! Pissed me off so much I gave up for the night.

Meanwhile I flattened three boxes, and there is more guest room floor on display.

Final delivery of the night was from Bass Pro, a telescoping rod with pre-loaded reel, which will go into the car with the tackle (which is in the shed).

Watched Jennifer out in weather in Mississippi, I think. I just checked, she is now in Ohio - almost 2 am. Lightning.

No dinner, but a can of fruit cocktail for a snack. And Swiss rolls.

Plans for tomorrow:
More rain is due, so not going fishing
Maybe tomorrow will be the day the guest room is unboxed
Keyboard P/S due - I may make some music
Hope to hear from that other handyman
Call AG if I am up in time
Finish the Thai food - half a serving of combo seafood pot thai with peanut sauce. I should add curry.
 

It's only Wednesday...

Another day with almost zero unpacking. There were lots of live streams and things on Tivo and I stayed in bed till 10:30 this morning. Well, I got out of bed at 8, took a leak and weighed myself and went back to bed and the Samsung tablet.

Banana and egg. One more banana left. I found the apple peeler and corer but have no apples.

Unpacking project completed - spices moved from the 18" turntable on top of the 3-drawer towers to the 2-tier turntables on the rack. 18" turntable moved to the top shelf of the rack and loaded with canned foods. Much easier now to find the cream of bacon soup vs. the cream of mushroom, and the various baked beans. And all those sardine cans I didn't know I had, and the chopped clams which I thought were tuna.

Moved two Broadway LP sets from the wrong box to the lower shelf of the guest room rack.

Nothing delivered today.

Took a couple of breaks to sit outside and watch the thunderstorm, but there was no thunderstorm, just wind and scattered dark clouds. As soon as I went back inside, it rained a few drops on the windows.

I opened the window shades in front of the computer, and snuck one of Spook's furniture pieces in front. She tried it out a couple of times, but the screens are thick so it's not the kind of view she's used to.

She got very energetic for a while with her toys in the livingroom.

 Today's phone challenge was to get an insulin prescription without being able to find, much less see, a doctor. Cigna, my new Medicare provider, was no help at all. They said to find a doctor on Medicare.gov, which I have tried to do but who wants to go to a doctor right now? So I called Mutual of Omaha Rx, my prescription provider, and got their finance department (the only number on the snailmail). Tried again with the number on their card, and they said there was nothing they could do.

Called Kaiser pharmacy, and they were helpful. They said I still had 3 refills left on my prescription, I should just call a local pharmacy, give them the Kaiser phone number and the prescription info, and they would transfer the prescription.  Walmart's pharmacy was on the ball last time I was there so I called them, and after a long hold time, a very cordial, professional woman understood the situation, asked for all the numbers, set me up with an account and text notifications and said she would call in for the transfer, and also see if they will transfer all my prescriptions.

So now I wait for a text saying it's ready for pickup. I'm guessing a week. And $450.

About 90 minutes wasted, 30 minutes productive.

Lunch was PNB&J, dinner was the last of the combo seafood pot tai, except all the seafood was eaten in the first go-round.

More storm chasing, and Vegas_penguin was online early.

Tivo, watched TMZ and Andy Cohen.  Oak Island was a joke. Once again they find nothing at the bottom of "the money pit" extremely expensive core dig. And again they mistake two or three old metal pins for important finds, where there should have been hundreds.

Looks like they are done for the season, except for the platitudes. Duck-billed platitudes. And just when I thought we would be rid of the annoying narrator, he shows up on Ancient Aliens. (Both are History Channel offerings). His name is Robert Clotworthy, and he also was the voice of Charlie on the last remake of Charlie's Angels.

In other news, my fingernails are disintegrating.

Plans for tomorrow:
Run the dishwasher
Launder the shirts (which means taking the sheets out of the dryer from last week)
Other duties as assigned