Sunday, February 27, 2011

At long last...

Blogger is back up! I don't know what the problem was but any time I tried logging it I was redirecting to some other site.  So today it seems to finally be working again.  Maybe it was just user error.

Rather than recap what I might or might not have felt over the last couple of weeks, I'll just start fresh on this dreary day.  Dark clouds overhead but no rain.  Barometric pressure causing the usual spring head ache.

Beatriz, Gaby's sister from Peru, has been here a week.  We'll take her back to OKC this coming weekend. In the meantime, it's crazy house as usual.  Tonight we'll have the February birthday's at Mom and Dad's. house. That will be interesting. Mom wants us all over but she usually can't handle all the noise so we'll see how long it goes tonight. I hope she's up to it so we can all visit.  Dad is doing so much better. He's learned to navigate the power wheelchair from behind so is loading her in the van. He took her for a haircut on Friday.  I am glad they still feel like they have their independence a tiny bit. But man I wish he wasn't driving.  

The most stressing them for them this week was learning they had to pay in taxes to the tune of $15k. Why?  They have no money?  Well, they withdrew $$$ from their 401k to pay for drugs and the CNA that comes over during the week.  So now they have to take money out to pay taxes and pay taxes even on it. Double taxation without representation. I think maybe we should try to do a little TLC with our government as they are doing elsewhere in the world.

Speaking of the middle east, the price of oil going up is wreaking havor on our December trip to Peru.  Air tickets went from $870 on Friday to $1200 today.  We didn't buy them because I'm hoping things will calm down.  I got a hunch this destination wedding is going to require a loan.  Yuck!
 
And for me, I am having a midlife crisis about retirement. It freaks me out to think that I've passed through 47 years and haven't done half of what I'd thought I would in life.  My CPR # is 17.3 and should be below 4. So I'm at high risk for cardiac event.  Yay for me.  Not.  The doc put me on welbutrin to help with anxiety and stress.  I don't know if it will work and I really don't want to take the dose the doc prescribed so am taking 2/3 the dose... 1 pill every 12 hours instead of 1 every 8 hours. Maybe it's silly but I don't want to have to wean myself off a med later on and have adverse effects.

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