Let’s see, have I mentioned all the crazy stuff with son’s job – well, for now, let’s just say he’s back where he was this time last year, where he started right in the middle of the move, when they were going to get the house then but because of this very type thing they just rented instead until not long ago; should have known about the time they signed the papers the same thing would happen again; anyway they have a whole new crew at the place and the guy who basically caused all the issues – an ex-cop, fwiw – is gone – and apparently the main guy didn’t really have that much of a problem – I just wish they’d stand up more for the situation but guess that’s what they hire managers for; not really sure how you can have a manager for more than one place but is somewhat what I’ve gotten the idea so he may get to go back to being manager, like he was, supposedly, at the other place, at least until that owner retired – think maybe they just need to get their new shop built or started, at least – anyway was supposed to have happened here before as well until the ex-cop came on the scene, which I’m not exactly sure how that happened but anyway just like before and at the other place, gave them business, went down there – yes, both of us this time – and had oil changed in youngest’s car – one thing, they do have good prices, can hardly do it ourselves any cheaper and with hub not been feeling good; scheduled for surgery this week, on Wednesday – did some other things as well – and got jeep cleaned out and up after the melted crayon incident – maybe I should have been the one coloring, which do need to get all of that together for Monday/Tuesday when will be taking dil back to doctor, though not really sure why –
this was the appointment scheduled way back for her diabetes – in the middle of all this other – when he said that if it were out of whack he was putting her in the hospital – where/how? since he’s said since then the local hospital won’t let him…anyway,
since then, yesterday she got a call from the local hospital to schedule her gall bladder test for Tuesday – even as we were on our way out there to the ER – after her eating a big ole cheeseburger at our new little local bistro – after needing to eat because her blood sugar was bottoming out since she hadn’t eaten –
partially having to do with the whole job situation, lost days, etc.; tried to work out something about the house payment but seems to be different since no renting –
was hoping could have with something in her system, could find, but no, has to be their glow-in-the- dark stuff so basically couldn’t get anything done except something to hopefully help her get through the weekend, then….
she goes and has pizza – oh well,at least she hasn’t wanted to go back to another ER