Doug and I spent the early part of the day pulling together paperwork for the mortgage. Hoping we got everything but I feel like all week there will be asks.
I found out the water/electric are handled by the Title Company. My mortgage person said that the appraisal was supposed to have happened Thursday but she hasn't gotten any paperwork on that. She said hopefully Tuesday. Doug locked in our homeowners' insurance (and did the bundle with the car etc).
He did some research on what internet service we want, and will arrange for the account under his name so we can keep the house here active for Geoff for the time he's here and we are not. He has homework, school work, and heck - Roku WWE/AEW to watch for entertainment. Can't screw him over.
Around 1pm he said "I need to get the emissions done on the car, and I have a check to deposit. You want to come with or do you want to pack boxes?" He added, "you can always pack boxes tomorrow. We have the day off."
True. True true. Okay. Twist my arm, I'll go.
Now, Doug does not have an active ATM card because his expired and he never got his renewed card and somehow couldn't adult hard enough to get it. Geoff uses my debit card to buy groceries. Earlier in the week he used it, and left it on the dining table.
We got to the bank and Doug said "okay, can I have your debit card."
Doh. lol. hahahahha. No. You cannot. It is on the dining table.
So we left. Then we went to get the emissions done on the car at the 24/7 auto testing kiosk. We were fifth in line, and .... waiting. Waiting. WAITING.
We got to the kiosk and Doug entered the info on the car. "At this time, we cannot do an emissions test on this model of vehicle. Please go to the blah blah blah...."
So ... two big assed strikes.
I was regretting coming with. I thought of all the boxes waiting to be packed.
Next stop was a brewery we love, but for some reason it took forever and ever to get there. It was weird. 12 miles, moving the entire time, but it took an hour? Very surreal. But we got there, and they had a Pho/Vietnamese street food truck, and it was such a joy to roll up on the scene.
Live music from a guy named Ryan playing Grateful Dead songs (mostly) and some originals. He didn't know any Guster. We ordered beers and Bahn Mi from the food truck. I was planning on skipping the bread, but these dudes have some magical dough and it was perfect beyond belief so I enjoyed eating it! We had a nice chat with the beer tender who accidentally poured the wrong beer and offered it to Doug because it would be a tragedy to have to pour it out.
Guaranteed to get you a big tip. And we were generous.
We talked about our moms. Doug's mom called us yesterday and my mom has called several times this week. They have news that isn't news. It's sometimes exhausting. But he said we need to be thankful because they could be gone before the end of the year, or next year, or heck - they could be around 10 years. But we are here to listen and help.
Doug sometimes puts things into perspective.
We left the brewery and were home in a half hour. Hard to believe after all the driving over hell and half of Prince George's County we did to get there.
Thankfully tomorrow is indeed a holiday. Boxes will be packed. I've already put the bank card in my purse so tomorrow we can go drive to a different ATM and deposit it. We need a trip to the store for things like dishwasher tablets, and a couple other things.
Digits below. Here are some Morning Glories from the fence outside, these are going to be torn out by the property manager, so I am enjoying them fully and planning my next fence for next year at my own house.
Looking forward to that.
digits
exercise: 12/12 hours. took a walk while Doug & Dog snoozed, 20 min/.95 miles; 8k+ steps by bedtime
blood glucose:
9am: 154
-pm: n/a
10pm: 111
food & meds:
9am: jardiance (out of phentermine)
12 noon: pb & apricot jam on 647 bread
3:45pm: met+glip
4pm: bahn mi; 2 beers
6:30pm: pasta w/chicken "fra diavlo" Geoff style
white wine+diet ginger ale
10pm: met+glip
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