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 Eventually I will stop doing this.  Really.  Going from walking pneumonia straight to bronchitis was not my best plan.  I'm feeling much better, but I keep waking up in the middle of the night, coughing my head off.  It is not fun.

Updates from recent posts:  

Back in May there was the whole shit storm about throwing her things away and moving fabric.  We finally have all the fabric washed and folded.  Not quite 2 seven foot bookcases worth of fabric, once it was folded neatly.  Or, neatish.  And it is not sorted very well.  But I can now at least touch all of it without gagging.  And, yes, I threw some away.  Anything smaller than my hand (and not an obvious quilting project), mouse eaten, or piss stained was snuck out and burned.  Because EW! My MiL every once in awhile will make a "subtle" comment to see if I threw something out.  Will mention a large piece of green cloth that used to be in the sewing room, or large safety pins, but she doesn't know where they are now.

DH LOVES his job.  He is basically the problem solver for a company that prints off bank documents.  So, tax forms, notices that they are not going to penalize you for a late payment due to the hurricane and flooding, that sort of thing.  And his bosses love him, so that's good.

He is currently on a low dose antidepressant.  He's been on one before, right after he got out of the Army.  It did not work then, but that was before his knee pain was effectively treated.  This time,since he is not in constant pain, it is working much better.  He doesn't feel as short tempered and doesn't feel like a shoe is about to drop.  So, that's all good.  The psychology appointments have not worked out so well, though.  He's supposed to be doing Skype type appointments, only the doctor he was assigned to can't get her system to work...

The House was appraised today.  (And Now My Kindle It Capitalizing Every Word.  Why?)  It went well, I think.  The appraiser basically said that we would easily appraise for the refinance amount.  So, yay.  

And the, Eldest put his foot through the ceiling while putting Christmas boxes away.  Again.  He did it 2 years ago as well.  Youngest did it last year.  So...  I have a hole in my ceiling, because I could not deal tonight. I'm going to make him fix it, because skillz.

Oh, the other thing that happened (and now my Kindle is not capitalizing things, but if I type too fast it adds letters and won't take them away.  Kindle and the DW dialog box do not get along.) is that the fridge downstairs has possibly bit the dust.  I'm honestly not sure.  It's only 2 ish years old.  But the freezer portion is not getting cold enough and the fridge is freezing things.  We are defrosting it tonight and I will try again tomorrow.  This is after the water filter in it cracked and flooded the basement kitchen.  So...  Yeah.

Oh!  Insulation is up in the basement room we are remodeling.  The difference in temperature is amazing!  Once the sheetrock is up, we plan on shuffling the boys into that room while we do the same to their bedroom.  Because it makes that significant of a difference.  

(And now the Kindle is not auto capitalizing after periods and the autocorrect feature is just the options of s, d, and this...  Every time I switch to a different tab for a moment, to check to see what needs an infodump update, the quirk between Kindle and the DW dialog changes. Or Possibly When I Click OutSide Of The Dialog Box.  Seriously?!?!?! 

now im going to play with it.  this is one click outside the box.  obviously autotcorrect has failed.

Next, What Is It Going TO Do?

ThirD Time?  This Thing Is So.Weird.


Forth.  Wonder What Will Happen If I Go To A Didifferent Tabout For A Moment.

Let's See, Shall We?

Yeah, kindle And Ew Have Issues.)

Oh!  The cat that had kittens.  We ended up keeping 2 of them.  This means we have 6 cats in the house, which is way too much.  Good thing we have a 5,000.square foot house...  We kept the black girl, who is Luci Furr and the boy, who is Loki.  Both have been fixed already.  After the holidays I will get their mom fixed.  

Also, sorry for tbe crazy spellings, capitalizations, and randomness.  I blame it all on the quirk.


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 So, I have this interesting friend, met through DH during his Army years.  He calls me a cuss leech because he has to throw a morality check any time he cusses in front of me.

Of course, he also publicly posts about his sexual kinks, is proud of both his wife and their sub...  

Interesting friend.

I like sending him dick jokes and pictures.  Because I can.

He posted this today:

In case no one has told you today:

You're literally the only person who remembers that social fuck up that kept you awake last night.


And...  I know this, of course.  Everyone knows it.  But seeing it written down is sorts mind blowing to me tonight.  Possibly because I have been remembering the social missteps I made in Italy several years ago.  Random, I know.  But, the fact that I ordered an eggplant parmesan pizza, not eggplant parmesan, and basically stole someone else's dinner and confused the very nice waiter, still makes me twitch.  (I would have paid for the mistake and taken the pizza back to the room if that had not been our last night in Rome.  I couldn't take it on the bus the next day.)

Yes, these are the things that haunt me.

In other news, we have demoed the room in the basement that has the worst water issues.  Used water proofing paint on the cinder block walls and waited a week for rain.  It is MUCH better now.  DH is going to frame out new walls at some point.  Then insulation, some new wiring, and then I think a break before sheet rock.  

We have got to get the electric taken care of...


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