The laundry is laundrying, the dishwasher will be washing as soon as I get up and put this plate in. Half the fog is gone but I got a swim in while it was still sunless. I had the pool to myself and it was lovely.

My bank swap seems to be going well. I need the initial funds to show as available in the new Chase account and then I can close out Key Bank entirely. They are showing as pending now. Should be able to get it all done by Friday.

My return phone hit a bit of a UPS snag over the weekend but it, too, looks like it will hit Google tomorrow and, hopefully, I'll have my refund shortly thereafter.

I have the final episode of Hostage (Netflix) to watch. I could have watched it yesterday but I didn't want to rush it. Great little series. I do love Suranne Jones.

Now the sun is breaking through. So glad I already got my swim in!

I had a lengthy dream last night during which my left thigh from the knee to the hip hurt a lot and wouldn't stop. Then I woke up to pee and discovered that the thigh thing was no dream. It hurt. Lots. Then when I got up this morning, the hurt snaked down over my knee. I know it's my back and I had not been doing my back exercises and ugh.

I got up and got coffee and internetted and tried to interest myself in those exercises. And failed. But, it is another wonderfully cloudy morning so why not try swimming a few laps? I couldn't think of a reason not to. So I did.



Speed records were not broken but I did make sure my legs were working the entire time. I stopped twice for brief breathers but otherwise just kept going. I am sure it has been more than a year since I did any laps. It was really nice. The forecast shows some more cloudy mornings coming up. I might try it again.

But I really should do those back exercises.

Timber Ridge usually takes any excuse to shut down all the meal options and consolidate into one early afternoon buffet. Real holidays and faux holidays. Except for this year's Labor Day. For some strange reason, they are ignoring it. Very weird.

But baseball is on - one game at 1 and one game at 4.

I think I might go out and puzzle a bit this morning. But that's it for plans.

Charisma is such an interesting thing. I rarely run into it but, man, when I do... Jeff Jackson (the attorney general of North Carolina) has it. He posts videos online that force you to watch to the end. It's not so much what he's saying but the way he says it. His manner, his eyes.

I saw it again this morning. Maria has lived here for a long time. I know her to see her but we've never met. She's not very mobile. Her son, Chris, lives in Atlanta and comes about twice a year. He usually plays volleyball with us and is great fun to have in the game. This morning, mid-game, he showed up pool side to say hi. He is here this time because his mother is dying - 2 or 3 days. There were 8 of us in the pool at the time. He squatted down and explained the situation. I was on the other side of the pool so ended up in the back of the pack. So I watched and it was fascinating. He doesn't really know these people. And, yet, he spoke so kindly and clearly and patiently and answered all the questions and I'll bet you every single person thought he was talking directly to them. I sure did. Doesn't help that he's very pretty. I don't know what he does for a living but I'll bet he's spectacular at it. Really interesting. I am sure sorry he won't be playing volleyball with us ever again.

My Apple+ and Masterpiece subscriptions are up, so it's time for another month or so of Netflix. I have accumulated a lot of Nexflix titles I wanted to see so it was time. And, then, I discovered another round of British Bake off is starting soon! So okdokey! Last night I watched the first few episodes of a show that I didn't know anything about. I have no idea how it even got on my list. BUT it's fun. Leanne. I think there are 12 or more 30 minute episodes and it has a nice cast and some great lines. I literally laughed out loud more than a few times.

I need cucumbers and peanut butter so I might venture out today. The dining room is serving some fabulous lamb chops this week and some very good scalloped potatoes but their salads kind of suck. So I need something to go with.

Dick made meatloaf earlier in the week. He came down yesterday just as I was, out of desperation and poor planning, getting ready to have another peanut butter and jelly sandwich for lunch. He wanted some stuff printed and copied and as he was leaving he said "If you want some cold meatloaf for a sandwich, come on down." Honestly, it was probably not the best meatloaf when it was hot but damn that was a fabulous sandwich. And I have enough for a repeat today. I told him now that he knows the price mi printer es su printer.

Time to get dressed for Elbow coffee.

I've only been in a few orthopedic shoe stores but every one of them was WEIRD. This one was a little less weird except. There was a big yellow piece of paper taped to the front door that said YOU MUST SIGN IN. It was curling at the sides like it had been there forever. One step into the store there is another yellow sign repeating the demand and explaining it was because they were short staffed. I am so so so tired of hearing how everyone is so short staffed. Hire more people, people!!

Anyway, the kid who waited on me was about a 5 out of 10. But, he was a solid 5 and with attitude counseling, he could be an 8 or 9. But since they don't know how to hire people... I digress.

He shouted at me as I was doing the required sign in 'You don't have to sign in!' OK WTF?

It was a rocky start.

He listened, he measured, he recommended and his recommends were pretty spot on. I tried on about 4 pair and 3 of them were almost acceptable. I was hopeful. And then he brought out a pair of David Tate's (Evita) and put them on and before I even stood up I knew... Winner Winner chicken dinner.

I tried on more. Then I tried on a different size of the winner but, nope, perfect. Seriously my feet were just giddy. I told him I'd wear them out. He tried to put the shoes I'd worn in into the box and I said nope, I'd carry them. 'All sales final without the box! Also if you wear them outside.' You ain't gettin' these back, dude. Quit trying.

But he did have the last word... As I got out of the car at home and walked to the garage door, I kept hearing this noise. I looked down and that rascal had let me walk out with the tag still on!! So glad I didn't go shopping or a walking tour.



But, I have such happy feet.

This will not be an entry about my new phone BUT the first couple of paragraphs will be. The good news is... I love it. It's got a lot of updated tweaks and tricks that I didn't expect and are hard to describe in a meaningful way. But outside of the fact that it is not cracked like my old one, it's even way better so I'm delighted.

BUT... yep, there is a but. Audible. This has happened before to me more than once. I do not remember what fixed it other than maybe Audible did an upgrade. Unless you have the audible app open, the book stops every 2 or 3 minutes. It resumes again when you go back to the app but seriously. I think Audible hates Pixels. Reddit does back me up with this ongoing issue. Every year there is at least one, maybe two threads about the problem. This morning I started this year's by linking to last year's and saying my new Pixel 10 had the same problem and I'd tried all the tweaks in the linked thread. I got a fast response asking what OS and what version of Audible. Now... new Pixel 10 - what the fuck os and version do you think I might have?????

I am considering a divorce from Audible. My annual membership renews in September. I have no more credits to spend. Maybe this is a good time to call 20 years a good run. Libby gives me lots of books. I changed my membership to monthly for the time being. If they fix the problem, I'll likely re-up. If not, then, nope.

But, speaking of customer experience... Bonny went to Fred Meyer on Wednesday. She wanted to find some step in sneakers. And she found the perfect pair of Skechers but they did not have her size. She found a Fred Meyer person and asked if there were more in the back or a different store. She said English wasn't his first language but she finally understood that they did not have more and would not because it was an older style. She took a photo of it and mentioned to him she'd see if she could find it on Amazon. He asked for her phone, she unlocked it and when to the Amazon app. He found the shoes on Amazon in her size and asked 'buy?' and she said YES! And he did. And yesterday afternoon she discovered they had been delivered to her apartment and they were perfect. She was so delighted. And so in love with that Fred Meyer guy. And Amazon. I think she's only ordered from Amazon about twice in her life. It was pretty hilarious.

Today I think I'm going over to that shoe store the podiatrist recommended. I looked online. They don't have many non-ugly shoes but they do have a few pair. So I'll go give them a shot.

And maybe do laundry. Baseball isn't until 4. Both my teams play at the same time for the next few days.

Oh one more camera thing. It has the most amazing zoom I've ever seen.

I just took these two photos sitting right here at my table. See the table I circled in red?



I zoomed in on it.



Isn't that wild???

Just next to that table, last night, some folks were set up for a little outdoor dining. With my new zoom, I could tell what they were eating!!! That has to be a football field away from here. Amazing.

The phone came with a nice USB c to USB c cable but I don't know why. I'll just add it to my collection.

I just put the old phone next to the new one on the table and tapped a few buttons and done. sim card was even, magically turned into an esim. Even my wallet was set up with my credit card.

The only glitch. Really the only one was the watch. A Pixel watch. This took way too long and too many tries to get connected. Left hand right hand clearly the Pixel department has gotten too large.

Now my old old phone is packaged for return which I will do right now.

My new phone is very pretty.

UPS says it will be here by 11:30 and I can get it at 1, assuming Timber Ridge's delivery service works as designed which it most likely will.

We had clouds the whole time for volleyball this morning which makes for such a nicer game. Sadly, for the first hour, we also had TheAsshole. But he left after an hour so the second hour was great fun. We didn't have that many players so those of us who were there got lots of exercise.

A resident just drove into the parking garage in a gynormous pickup truck. The door opened automatically which means it read his license plate which means he actually does live here and the truck is not borrowed or rented. It's pristine, like never used. And it's huge. Now, what the fuck would an old retired guy who does not own a home need with a giant truck and why does he not use it. I have actually seen it parked in the garage and it is way too big for our parking spots so it sticks out. I'm surprised one of these other old people haven't rammed into it.

At the RUM yesterday, the facilities guy announced they are going to rename our parking spots. Right now, everyone's spot has their apartment number on it which is very handy if you are nosy like me. Very handy. But, alas, if you are trying to manage assigned parking spots, it's a stupid system. Like with Myrna. She gave up her car and so her spot. They gave it/rented it to someone who needed another spot. Then she died and they sold her unit and they had to kick out the one who had been parking there so the Dick and Jan could park there cause it had their apartment number painted on it.

Anyway, they are going to a much better system of name/assigning spaces and are going to clean up and repaint all the garages. This is going to piss off the half of the population who still drive and the other half don't care. There's a middle group, not small, of people who have cars and don't/can't drive them. On my tiny hall alone, there's Joan, Jim, John... None of their cars have been driven in months. Batteries RIP

There were no other giant revelations at the meeting. The boring people were as boring as ever. The best ones are always the Director of Housekeeping and the Facilities Director. They are always interesting and entertaining. And, they were yesterday, too. Smartly, they put them at the end so we all stay.

I've got one more episode of Code of Silence (Britbox) and I need to watch it this morning to find out what happens. But, probably, I should get dressed first.

None of the three pairs of shoes that I got yesterday was a winner. BUT, I am probably keeping one pair because I love them. They fit nicely and feel good but have no arch support and don't work with an insert. But I do love them. I guess I need to go to that shoe store after all. But, no rush.

I returned the other two yesterday and stopped by QFC to get a poke bowl. The raw fish counter is at the front of the store. It was as good this time as last. I do need to get some poke sauce. The sauce it comes with is too spicy hot for me. But, it's a winner for dinner for sure.

My new phone arrives tomorrow! I'm giving serious thot to no case. Naked carry. With the fancy insurance. The only issue is my Timber Ridge card. We have one card that gets us inside from some of the outside doors, into our apartments (I never keep mine locked so no need there) and, into some places outside of business hours - like the pool. Bam. So I have to carry it. It's now tucked between my phone and the case. But, I'm thinking, I'll glue a magnetic sheet onto it and slap it onto the phone. Or try a magnetic wallet. I've got ideas. But I also bought a cheap case just in case...

Today we have our quarterly Resident Update Meeting (RUN). All of the department heads report on what's been happening and what's planned. Mostly they just stand at the podium and read the words on their power point presentations. But, sometimes, you get a decent nugget of news. It's worth an hour.

John is still hanging in. Hazel was just here for an update. Things are kind of getting into a regular routine. And she got her hair cut yesterday so she even looks less frazzled.

Halloween production has begun.

I'm still looking for my best shoes. Shoes that I can pop on any day, wear with socks and walk whereever/whenever I want that are NOT athletic shoes or sneakers. They need to fit well so I don't walk out of them and look decent (and my 'decent' gets broader and more inclusive every day). I have two pair of sandal-y shoes that I can actually wear every day all day and walk a fair bit in. I wore a pair of those the other day with socks and it worked out ok but not great.

Amazon is bringing me some more options later this week. And I still have one shoe store - the one my podiatrist recommended - that I haven't tried yet. If this week's Amazon selections don't work, I'll be heading over there to that store.

Otherwise, things are kind of on a good keel right now. I'm not on hold because of anything outside of my control - like SteveTheLawyer or the IRS. SteveTheLawyer has yet to settle the now 3.5 year old very simple trust. His last promise was to get it done by early 2025. Whatfuckingever.

The IRS still owes me money but it is clear that the chances of my living long enough to get it are growing slimmer every day. I went on their website this past weekend to check my transcript to see if there was any progress (none) and they asked me if I would take a survey. Sure. First question. Based on your visit today, how much do you trust the IRS. Hahahahaha. That was my giggle of the day.

It was a year ago that I switched financial advisors from the outfit I had used for more than 25 years to a new one. I am still delighted about that decision.

Two ballgames today - this afternoon. Aqua yoga this afternoon. I'll probably go out and puzzle some this morning and see if I can capture any hallway news.

Every once in a while, I find a mindless phone/computer/tablet game that sucks me in and won't let go. Most of the time, I can amuse myself by one game of majong solitaire and a couple of rounds of spider a day. And I can go years without getting sucked into anything more. But, not, apparently this year. I'm deeply, madly, irrevocably sucked into this stupid tile matching game. I cannot quit playing it and just that fact is driving me nuts. I will not be controlled by a game, except when I am. Sigh.

Last year, when I was having to feed the cats that overly pricey cat prescription food, I bought it mostly from Chewy. Amazon would run out and/or fiddle with their delivery processes and the stuff was so expensive it easily cleared Chewy's free shipping hurdle. But, then, when we got to go back to cheap stuff, that free shipping hurdle became an issue. And I get 5% back off Amazon purchases. And toilet paper, toothpaste, kleenex, cat stuff... subscribe and save. And I let Chewy go. Really out of laziness. They each have about the same number of items on the 'Pro' list - where one is good, the other is not - and not too much on the 'Con'. So Amazon wins because I'm lazy.

But, then yesterday. They sent my brother flowers and a lovely note.

I immediately cancelled all my Amazon subscribe and saves and set up everything for autoship on Chewy. We are now, officially, Chewy all the way. No regrets. No second thoughts. Flowers. They sent flowers.

Yesterday, I ran into Hazel and her son and his wife in the hallway on their way down to get something notarized. BUT I'm a notary until the 3rd of November. So I did it. Hazel has never liked her daughter in law and now I get it. She was all consumed with setting up Hazels sad old Samsung tablet with audio books. Except. Hazel will never be able to use them and won't enjoy audio books at all. But there was no dissuading her. Also, she had no idea what she was doing. I showed her how to log in and why it was set up with no password and no credit card (so Hazel can click on anything she wants and not get charged). She had no idea how to overcome that obstacle so I just left her to it.

They left and Hazel sat down to chat with me. It was nice. She said she had been stopping at Joan's every day to report which I know Joan just loves and it's so nice of Hazel to do. She said that Dick and Jan (who barely even know her) had been popping their heads in every night to check on her. She said that John was ready to die and hopes it is soon. And noted that it probably will be since he's not eating. She said she was so grateful for this time that they have now. We've just been talking and reminiscing and visiting and it's really been nice. We haven't even had the TV on. She's very calm and cool and together about it all.

I was going to get up and swim this morning but, when I got up, I remembered why I stopped doing laps in the mornings. The fucking sun. There is a 20 foot floor to ceiling wall of windows at the pool and they face east. The glare is exacerbated by the water. Dark goggles help but not much. It's just not fun. I could go later but even now I already for 5,769 reasons why not. Sigh. So I'll do aqua yoga at least one more time tomorrow.

Biggie is not a lap cat. He wants to be on my lap but will not settle. He walks back and forth and back and forth and back and forth. I give him 3 times and then put him on the ground. Once in a while, he tries to sneak on. Very very very slowly, he starts with one paw and then just as slowly, he adds another. It cracks me up. He did it just now so he's now standing on my lap with his belly on my arms while I type. Oh Biggie, you are a weirdo.

I have a podiatrist appointment this week but I am to cancel it if everything is working. Both issues are clearly better. The peeling hard skin feet with ugly ass nails is totally on the mend. The nails will take 6 months or so to get 100% but they are on the way for sure. The other - the nerve thing - I'm not sure about. It's way better but still twinges now and then. But, I think I'm going to cancel for now and then go back if it gets worse.

The Phils play at 10:30 and the Mariners at 1. And there will be laundry doings. And probably some puzzling.