Treasures

I spent the morning pondering things.

We have to find a whole new Chinese restaurant to order delivery from. Yesterday when the guy came, he said "oh! Where is your dog? I'm used to her barking when I knock on the door." He's been here enough (which actually isn't all that much because we don't order delivery a lot) to know about the doggie doorbell. 

We'll need a new vet.

We'll need a new mechanic.

We'll need all new everything from market to gym to nail salon. 

We will probably change banks, which means a whole new change all the ACH deposits and auto-debits to a new account. 

There will be so many change of address things to do.

I will have to arrange the accounts for electric, water, internet. We close on Friday the 12th, I would like internet at the house ASAP if Doug and I are going to be up there starting the 16th. I now feel like our initial plan was right, to move on the Friday, that way I can get all the utilities lined up during the week. We may not be able to get someone to the house on the 16th to do the internet. Hmmm. 

I don't think we're dropping our insurance during open enrollment (which is coming up fast). This means we won't be changing doctors' offices necessarily. Where we are moving does not have a Kaiser Permanente location locally and the nearest one is almost 30 miles away.  The bigger medical center is 45 miles, and the one we currently go to (which is 2 miles away from our front door right now) is 65 miles. 

This dictates we will have to be more mindful and planning to do bloodwork, and appointments. We'll probably have to change doctors to a different doctor in the practice, or, keep her and just plan a day off work to drive down here to keep seeing her. It isn't like we see her every month (both Doug and I use the same doctor) and we could do virtual visits. But still. It's far. At least I can get blood work done, but only between 8am and 5pm, as opposed to our current location which opens at 7 and stays open until 8pm. The big medical center location is 24 hours 7 days a week so I could go on a Saturday and make a road trip about it. 

Maybe I could go to a lab out of network? I have to look into that. But 30 miles is not that far. I just have to be far more mindful of things medical, I guess. 

This morning I woke up before 8am. Doug was already up, dog fed, coffee brewing. We sat on the couch until 10:30 and he said he had errands to run. Go to the bank, deposit a check, deposit a giant bag of coins he rolled over the winter. He was going to get the emissions done on the car, and go to the orchard to get some apples, maybe some peaches. 

He asked if I wanted to come and I told him no, I was going to start putting stuff in boxes. So. I did. Committed myself to doing it. I had Geoff bring the storage totes downstairs. 

I feel like this always happens. We start our packing/moves completely organized and then by the end it is throw shit into garbage bags and run. He got back from his errands and I had indeed accomplished things. I started to pack books and stopped because I thought he might want to purge some things to the little free libraries of the area. He said nah. Go ahead and pack. 

There were two big boxes in my bedroom from my office. In 2020 our facilities team packed up our desks, and at some point in 2021 I went in and picked my stuff up. It has been sitting in my bedroom ever since. 

The boxes contained a lot of swag, things from conferences and stations. Business cards from people long since gone from their positions. There were some really cute memories, something about A.I. from some company that was just getting into gear (and now I say oh fuck you and all your A.I. buggery, you shits). 

I sorted through things, purged a lot. Got down to one small box of keepers. 

I was excited to find the Bee Gees nesting doll. And the pokemon Bulbasur stickers my friend Angela designed. And so much more. Everything into a box, and set aside. 

In the new house, I hope to have an actual office and a really nice set of bookcases, and will unpack some swag so it'll be like a right proper fun workspace. 

One of those boxes has become the Guster Keepsake box, and I have a lot of things in there. Holy Shit do I have a lot of Guster swag. And not a single piece of it is worthless, I tells ya. I also have a lot of posters, I need to decide what to do with those. 

There is a shoebox of beer stickers and coasters, another shoebox of more miscellaneous stuff.  

After doing this packing/organizing Doug decided the dog needed a bath, so we took her down to the basement and plopped her in the utility sink. We do not have a utility sink in the new house. 

She behaved wonderfully, and then she took a giant nap. 

I was working on something else and Doug called me outside, our neighbor J and Toffee's best friend Meg were in the yard. We had a nice visit, and decided we need all the possible fun playdates over the next two weeks. These two are going to miss each other horribly! 

Well, this is going to be our basic kind of update, minus the dog bathing, over the next couple weeks. Fun. Here's a picture of the stuff I found. Memories, man. Memories!

digits

exercise: 12/12 hours. Inside walk, 15min/.71 mi; 10k+ steps by bedtime

blood glucose:

8am: 192
4:30pm: 133
10:15pm: 144

food & meds:
8am: jardiance (out of phentermine)
1pm: apple w/pb; low sugar yogurt w/crushed granola bar
2:30pm: met+glip
7:30pm: kielbasa, green beans, pierogis
white wine+diet gingerale
8:30pm: mixed nuts
9pm: met+glip