Socializing Monday

At least this socializing will be fun.  I'm anxious to see Corinne this afternoon. I think it'll be a good thing for both my mom and I to get out of the house and spend time with someone fun even if it's for an hour or so.  I wasn't sure if I would get to see Corinne this summer or early fall because they had some issues with their RV but they are up and running.  Yay.

My mom normally calls my cousin on Sunday nights but  my cousin wasn't feeling well.  She had a migraine from the news.  I get that.  It doesn't sit well with me that it's tied and I knew there would be no crushing anyone. It would be a close race and I dislike that the Trump people are amping up the hate and trying to scare people.  I can't believe an armed militia showed up when Fema workers were trying to do their job.  White supremacy seems to reign supreme in this country.  It's disgusting.

We still have the beep.  It didn't start again until yesterday morning.  We suspect that it's downstairs and it's their smoke alarm because I kept hearing low battery.  I don't hear it now but it is annoying.  We have changed batteries in everything thinking it would stop and it's nothing we have but we sat by the vent and it seems to be coming from there.  It's annoying.  Maybe we're wrong.  Sigh.  So much for having a good thought about the monster.  He's that lazy that he would not change a smoke alarm.  I don't want to have to say anything to the landlord but I may have to ask for his help in figuring this out.  It didn't happen for two days.  I kind of worried it was the wiring but why would it say "low battery?"  I don't know.  This is just stupid.

I am hoping today will be ok. I am feeling resigned that I'm stuck with the lurker.  I really do like my new assignment even if I'm overwhelmed by it.  It's a lot for anyone.  I took over for the person who left and I knew she had help with it because I see the lurker's name pop up from the past.  Me get help?  No way.  In a way, that's probably a good thing.

Ok, I think I'm on 2019 for text deleting.  I am getting there.  With my mom getting alerts for her stuff now on my phone, I have to be on alert. I did catch the message the following day about her prescriptions.  We just didn't get to Wal-Mart until yesterday.  

I just heard the low battery.  I'm going to look in a few desk drawers and see if maybe we have something that we forgot about that's dying a slow death.  I don't know.  We probably changed batteries on things that didn't need changing.  It's like a bad sitcom figuring out this situation.

Oh, well, have a good day good humans.  

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