Yesterday was a day that God sent my my Wife to test my patience and love. And my will power. The Wife was off work due to low census (not as many patients to see) and with needing to take care of stuff relating to the accident, she agreed. The day started off fine, I guess. I got up and was working through my morning routine, and started watching a movie. The Wife comes in and says she needs to go get her rental car. So off to Enterprise we go, and thankfully they are close to our house. Well, this was step one for me. Turns out they only have mid-size and larger, so it ends up costing us $5.00/day over what the insurance will pay (30 days x $5.00 = $150 out of pocket). I'm a little ticked about that - a ploy to get more money out of you, least that's how I feel about it.
Go back home and sit down to watch my movie once again. Now the Wife comes in and says she has to do some running around: see here PCP office for her Shingles vaccine shot, and she's been griping about getting her AZ Travelers license - you know, the one that has a star on it (really - that's the only difference) that allows one to fly from AZ. We had spent time and gotten her birth certificate awhile back, and since she was off, she wanted to get it done. So she is asking where does she go to do it and what does she need. Sigh. Go to the DMV, or one of their affiliated satellite places. Take your birth cert, one of the residential bills that has your name on it, and at the DMV it is like $79, not sure at the other places. So I get that paperwork together for her, and off she goes.
I finish my movie, and being tired of sitting here, I head up to the pub for a little reading time and water. The Wife calls. Well, they need two forms of proof of residency. I explained for her to go back home, on my desk was the stack of bills (paid thankfully) and to grab another one that has her name it, and go back. I swear, I am talking to a Kindergartner at this point. End of phone call. A little bit of time goes by, and she calls back.
Seems a repair shop called her, stated they were picking up her vehicle from the impound lot and taking it to their shop. But they needed her to come in and sign a form allowing them to look the vehicle over, and write-up an estimation for repairs to provide for the insurance company. Huh? With my accident, I never had to do that... So I called it quits on reading. Debated (seriously) about doing a shot of whiskey before I left, because I am getting frustrated that the Wife can't seem to figure out/do this on her own (as I would have had to if it were me - oh wait, I have had to do that). I go home pick her up, make sure I grab the envelope I have with the title, registration, and insurance card, plus my journal book I carry to make notes in. We have to drive over to Glendale (not terribly far) and go through downtown Glendale, which I hate: 25 mph, stoplight literally every block for like 8 blocks. No turn lanes, so you stop traffic to make a left. We get to this shop, and look over the form. I okay her to sign it. Once they get the figures to the Insurance, the Ins. will decide if it is totaled or repairable. I let them know I had left the second key in the car the day before when I cleaned it out. They double-asked if we had anything personal in it we need, I told them again, that all is in there now is trash (and a lot of it - the Wife did not do a good job of keeping her car clean).
So now I am a bit embarrassed at my Wife lack of skills in keeping the interior of her car clean (or at least not looking like the City Dump), frustrated I had to drive to this shop just to have a paper signed, I was already irritated from this morning with all the interruptions to my movie, and now, on the drive back home, the Wife starts in "Sorry I'm just a girl that doesn't know how to do anything for herself in this situation." I responded that I never once said that, nor implied that at any time. She mentions that she can tell I am a bit angry about things, and I admitted it. It is frustrating all the way around. This is different than my accident experience. My car was totaled almost immediately, because it had been t-boned, and flipped. Hers was more just front-end damage, maybe the frame isn't tweaked, and as long as there isn't extensive damage underneath from the impound lot using a fork lift to move it, it might be repairable. Which I thought she wanted. She had griped Sunday, that the vehicle depreciation value, she would have to get a "junker" now.
Eye roll. See how I feel now? Sigh. At least she is back to work today, and I don't have to drive her to/from. Maybe a week and a few days to hear from the insurance on the vehicle status. Life can get back to my normal (not saying a lot).
I need to call that Liver Specialist's office today. I have not heard from them to set an appointment. Yesterday the Kidney doctor's office called and said all the tests they ran last week have come back completely normal. But I still need to do them again in November. My PCP office called, said they received the information about my upcoming Endoscopy (Dec 3rd) and my PCP needs to 'clear me' for it, so I have a PCP appointment the 17th (or 19th? it is written down somewhere). Also the PCP turned out the referral for a General Surgery place about the umbilical hernia I have, so I suppose I shall wait a few days and see when/if they call.
Yesterday, I finally got the email from our Post Adjutant that had a copy of the Post Bylaws. He had mentioned to me a couple weeks ago, that since the House Committee (of which I am Secretary) was doing an Amendment to the their policy, that was some verbiage that could be changed relating from the Bylaws. So I printed and read them last night. Sigh. I am not a lawyer, and this stuff reads like legal paperwork. I see some stuff that probably should go into the House Policy, but will have to sit down at a large table and literally go side-by-side with these two documents to determine what needs to be changed, where it needs to be changed, and is it just re-worded, or actually a change. All this over one small change the House Comm wanted, just to exclude them having to participate every month in the inventory, as they want Auxiliary or General members to do it. Lazy asses. You volunteered to be on the committee, now do your job as a member. It all ain't just sitting there and saying yes/no to a vote. Besides, I am STILL trying to keep the Aux out of all this, as there is no need to mix the Aux into Post business. It just isn't really done. Yes, we mutually work together, but not being written into Post policy (or Aux policy for that matter). Sigh.
And while I am going off on my frustrations... VFW Rider Director ... enough said. This guy is literally going to make me lose it and tell him what I think about how he is trying to do this by just making decisions because that's the way he wants it to be. No, these are things the group is to vote on. No wonder the members are not attending meetings. I don't think we want to re-elect him for next year, but who else is going to step up? Sigh.
I just looked at my actual blog page just now. Seems my Goodreads tracker is not working so well. It says 126 books read of my yearly goal of 250. It should read 231. Are these places just making lousy widgets now?
Remember a few days back that I posted that this was going to be like a vacation week for me?
PeacE
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