When I wished I still drank. Started at 11:30 am with the manager coming to the door for an inspection of the apartment. The Boyo, who is still hanging around because he has a cold, was supposed to be up and out of here before they showed up, but wasn’t. The floor was supposed to get cleaned, but didn’t except in the kitchen and bathroom because he slept all day with his cold. (I use a Hoover Floormate, which is the only way I can get these floors clean.) Yes, I had two weeks notice, but there was no use doing it until the snow melted and they cleaned up the sand in the street, trust me. So I expect to get a letter about people not on the lease being in my apartment. If it was up to me, I would just put him on the lease.On the other hand, I’m used to living alone, and I”m about ready to chuck him and his detritus out, after he’s been here two weeks.
Then to add insult to injury, they presented us with a letter saying that HUD was cutting our utilities subsidy by $6, down to $50. It is true that due to the fact that Seattle generates it’s own hydroelectricity, our rates haven’t gone up as much as Snohomish county to the north, where they got caught in the Enron scam. (Snohomish county also busted the traders that were bragging about grandma freezing to death as they manipulated supplies and costs of energy. ) However, our bills have gone up, but our subsidy hasn’t since I moved here six years ago. I guess they figure since all our heat isn’t going out the windows anymore, we need less of a subsidy. So instead of my rent going up $9, it’s going up $15. I really must go and apply for the $14 I’m entitled to in food stamps. Which come on a debit card these days. And yes, I did apply to have my rent reduced due to my medical costs. Not holding my breath.
My bill for my health insurance came with the wrong amount specified, so I have to call them tomorrow, and get that straightened out before they start charging me a deductible, which I can’t afford. And order the (expensive) meds I need before the New Year. Did I mention I totally hate January? It has no redeeming features at all, as far as I”m concerned. Our highest electric bills come in January, too, because of heating costs. Thank goddess I have budget billing this year, that splits the total year’s costs up into equal portions instead of getting huge bills in January. Of course, you get those same equal portions instead of the tiny bills in July.
I do have one thing to look forward to in February. I’m going to be spending Valentine’s Day with my Dad. I figured since he had sent me a big check, and (unnamed airline) was have a sale on super-cheap fares, that it might be nice to go see the old boy. The fact that he seems to be in severe congestive heart failure also was a factor. They put him on morphine for his breathing, and I guess he has huge edema, so I don’t think he has long. Of course, I’ve been thinking that for the last ten years, so, who knows? But I think he will be lucky to make his 90th birthday in July. Of course, that’s also President’s Day weekend, when my sisters have been known to converge on Denver to see Dad and visit with each other. But I booked first, so there!
Booze? Chocolate? Mindless TV? Don’t think I can afford booze, so it’s a good thing I laid in a good supply of 50% off Christmas candy. And there is always mindless TV. OK, I’ll quit feeling sorry for myself, people are starving in other part of the world. It took me a long time to figure out, though, that my eating all my dinner didn’t really help the starving children in China unless we exported sewage as fertilizer.