Friday Lite edit

Bobbie’s smiling fifties mannequin.

Himself is going in to the doctor’s office this noon to get a Shingles shot.  He’s considered high risk tho not quite old enough.  He called his insurance company, and they actually approved it for just the office copay.  Normally it is a very expensive shot if you are under sixty.  This is all very exciting stuff.

Bobbie called to tell me that United Airlines lied and did not approved the whole of Mickey’s Pension  as she had said before.  She still has the insurance arriving, but her lawyer will "call them in the morning."

Naps.  I could discourse for an hour about taking naps.  With me, unless I have an alarm, I will sleep until some crashing sound wakes me.  I really don’t mind being forced to take naps.  My scenario is simple:  Eat lunch, grab book, sit down, fall asleep.  Frankly, I don’t really like this at all.  Duck used to put on PJ’s, nap for an hour, shower, and get going again.  Me…I’m like a bobble head doll, and yesterday was a really long , long, nap.  Still, I slept almost eight hours last night, so maybe I needed it.

Books.  I’m having so much fun reading the first volume in the series, “Mrs. Tim Christie.”  I still haven’t found the years during the war…”Mrs. Tim Carries On” for under forty bucks.  This first volume of the four is a clear vision of how life in the Regiment was lived pre-WWII.  D. E. Stevenson had a wonderful talent for seeing a person right through a façade.  I’ve been known to guffaw out loud while reading this quiet book.

We are failing a bit with our foods.  The triumph of getting out of Costco for under a hundred was mitigated by our eating pizza.  We had steak to celebrate my birthday….at least it was a small one without the mashed potatoes.  Tonight is Italian night with Dr. Jim and Jim to again celebrate my birthday.  I’ll have an antipasto salad, Filipe’s is the best, and a bite or two of some form of pasta.  I can feel the guilt rising.

He trained, up the coast, through the traffic, the last two days to handle total losses.  He isn’t at all dumb, but he admitted that he couldn’t understand the how of it all for the first few.  It appears that unlike subrogations where you spend the day being a detective on the estimate, here you are playing detective with the total of what’s been paid out.  He will be going up next week for more training.

I lasted two and a half hours at work Wednesday.  Who ever was filling in for me is still doing the work.  I checked Tuesday morning and had asked the manager to tell the guy not to do our work.  By Tuesday afternoon someone priced and shelved all the books.  This is the second week that I had to call Joan and tell her not to come as someone did all her work….and mine.  Communication on my part needs to be mucho better.