Seems like I've always got a story to tell. Here's a couple for this week:
My house was almost HIT by a car! In my neighborhood, the house directly across the street has only been lived in for about 2 years out of the 10 that I have lived here. The house next to that has always been empty. And the house directly beside mine has only been occupied 3 yrs. during all this time. Since the city has demolished the block beside me, the owners of these empty houses have finally been working on these homes. I figure property values are going to be going up around here (living beside a brand new school) so these guys are fixing up their houses to sell them off before they are stuck paying higher taxes for empty buildings. One afternoon, the owner of the house caddy-corner from me, was out doing yard work. As he worked in the front yard, he bumped into his car. Obviously his wreck of a car had alot of problems since his bump knocked the car out of park and sent it rolling backwards across the street directly toward my house. The man quickly jumped into his car (after whacking down the mailbox of my next door neighbor and scrunching one of my front shrubs) and guided it between my house and the one next door. Whew! Although the dogs were totally freaked out (they LIVE out on my screened-in front porch), no one was hurt and I was able to push my shrubs back into it's original place.
Of course, nothing can be easy in my life; and trying to get my meds hasn't been any different. Although I thought my prescriptions had been faxed in with the paperwork to sign me up with an Ohio program that covers the cost of some of the meds, of course, the rep from Family Services DIDN'T send them in! The rep claimed that it wasn't her job and she wasn't allowed. I had to bitch at her and explain that if my dead father could come back to life, HE could fax them in. Since I don't have a fax machine at home; but she has one at her work (which, since I am still working, MY tax dollars pay for!) and we talked about sending in the scripts to facilitate the whole affair, I was really pissed. So after waiting even more days (during which, the thrush has re-occurred several times, and I have gotten sicker), the prescription company has finally called and scheduled a delivery date: of NEXT Tues! So finally, after waiting forever, it seems, with just a little more wait, I should finally have my new prescriptions. (Although, that also means another week of getting sicker until help arrives.)
Some pictures of my shrubs and plants growing in the beautiful Spring weather.
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