I guess it's official

 

  TUESDAY 5/31/22 12:13PM-when we went to Home Depot yesterday, I, for the very first time, used a scooter, if that's what they're called. It wasn't so bad. I guess it's official, if it wasn't already-I'm OLD.
      This morning I went to the podiatrist--apparently I saw him a long long time ago. He fixed my feet as much as he could and gave me a prescription for some foot goop. I had it filled right away.
   I have no plans for this evening, and I'm fine with that. Had a somewhat late breakfast so I'll have a rather late Lunch.
10:35PM-I may have a fair amount of work coming tomorrow; including making the attempt to actually get Diabetic shoes. I'm really nervous about that, especially if I have to pay for them all by myself.
WEDNESDAY6/1/22 11:27AM-I got the SSA money! That has improved my day significantly-so far. And I went thru the UHC mail. Most of it was Monthly statements--where the money went and how much was it. But I'm not picking up my new Diabetic  shoes until I make the appointment with Hanger.
1;11PM-gonna go upstairs in a few minutes...
7:20PM--I got the paperwork ready for tomorrow morning's visit with Dr. Gold. The daily blood glucose level record, and My Meds List. After the appointment? Dunno what's happening yet...
11:23PM=Dianne wants to go with me; I think that's good idea.
FRIDAY 6/3/22 10:20AM-just paid the minimum on my Visa bill--$94!!!And a bought a new pair of shorts and new bedroom slippers--I used up my Amazon Gift Card. 
       I was sound asleep when Dianne woke me up to take Muzzy to her WEEKLY morning visit to the doggie "playground". I'm kinda tired of being late EVERY WEEK, so I adjusted my cell phone alarm. As long as the phone is in my bedroom, I should be okay.
 10;40AM--I'm tired or sleepy, but mostly I just don't feel like doing housework. 
 1:35PM--I fell down. Of course it was in public, in front of the house no less. And the next door neighbor was a witness. Dianne split the scene for some reason...I just wish I knew what I've done to deserve this.
7:31PM--For a Friday, it has sucked. And now Dianne has lost her housekey. And is mildly implying that *I* lost it. We're allegedly going to Dairy Queen in Germantown. Dunno when we'll be back, because we haven't left yet.
10:27PM--We got home at about 9:45 or so...
10:43PM--there are TWO flea markets happening tomorrow...Dianne  wants to leave for the first one at Six-fifteen in the morning.. I'm not happy about that, but I'm not in charge.
SATURDAY 6/4/22 10:14AM--we went to the church yard sale...saw Barney and Pamela...and fell down on our way back to the car. Hoping the day gets better...
2:13PM--it has gotten a bit better...I got my new bedroom slippers. Dunno how "anti-skid" they're gonna be, but I'm gonna keep 'em. Or not.
2:45 PM-I’m considering going to the Lock Jam tomorrow, don’t ask me why. I think I’m just gonna take my acoustic; a lesser amount of hassle. I hope I can carry it without having a “problem.” I’m not yet optimistic.
5:15PM--up until about 15 minutes ago, I thought I was going to the Lock Jam...tried to put new strings on the acoustic...f**ked that up...spilled ketchup on myself--so much for clean clothes...decided to say to hell with it...and MAYBE this is what's supposed to happen--the Jam is on Sunday...it starts at Noon, today is still Saturday. A fucked up weekend so far IMO. Could I BE any more depressed? No, don't answer that.
9:19PM--So I washed the shorts...the catchup didn't quite come out. So I sprayed some stuff on them and am washing them again, along with some other stuff. Like I say it's been a sucky day-and it ain't over yet.