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What a day already and its only 4:30!

Todays adventure begins with a little sleeping in and then, of course, the checking of the painted swatches...gosh...I am digressing already! Out go the dogs, feed the cats, make the coffee and then I decided to make the phone calls I have been putting off.

I call the mortgage co. to tell them no dough. Mike is nice and says he will patch me thru to collections where they will tell me my options, during which, I of course get disconnected and get to start all over. I get back to collections finally and get a sweet little girl voice with a major accent who is trying very hard to use her best english to tell me she will send me papers to fill out for them to review any options they may offer and they will be there in four days, she assures me, but offers no info as to what those options will be. Mike, in the earlier call, had also suggested calling this Hope place for help w/a pymnt as well. I hang up from the nice girl, call the Hope place and she tells me they perform the same function as the papers the mtg co is sending, they will look at my whole life situation and decide what they will do with me. Hmmmm, so if the mtg company will do the same thing as Hope, why is there Hope? Renee proceeds to tell me what the options are that they can choose from so I can be prepared. I decide to make myself feel better with this info and the fact that they will not foreclose for 150 days...good news or bad news? you decide

So, I drop my neighbor off at her appointment and go to renew my license, 2 days expired. I had armed myself with info from the internet, confident that I would get my renewal without much ado. The 12 year old little blond gwen stefani lookin' girl looks at my license and is all "like your license is expired." and I'm like "well, yah, that's why I'm here" and she 's all " well, I need your state certified birth certificate." and I'm like " well, its 2 days and it was a long weekend" and she looks at me like I'm 4 and says, "you can renew it 60 days before." and I, looking sheepish, smartly reply "well, I didn't know that." Then dude comes over as I am relaying all my internet research (which was all a LIE) and he says, "you can bring your passport too." To which I snarl, "my passport is 20 years old" and he goes "it doesn't matter, its a primary form of ID like your birth certificate." I say, "but it says on the internet that I can use my health card or my voters reg" and he's all "that is secondary ID" so I say "well, my 2 secondaries beats your one primary!" "He looks at me all exasperated-fatherlike and hands me a number and says call the OHP exam site and they'll tell you what they will take. Now I am crying and take the number , say thank you, it's not your fault, and leave (I am mostly always polite).

Ok, deep breath, dial the OHP # and ask the robot guy who answers "whasssup". He says the same thing tag dude said and I am laughing quietly when I ask him "so you'll take a 20yr old EXPIRED passport but not a 2 day expired license?" He says thats right. OK, I give up.
Lots of bad news...

Now I gotta go pick up my perscription and I am hopeful that my $25 transfer gift cert coupon will work...Y? well, because I trfrd a Walgreen script to CVS for a $25 card and then I trfrd it back to Walgreens for their gift card BUT since it was originally Walgreens in the first place. Not only did they honor the offer (wheeeeee, toilet paper cometh!) but the drug dude rings up my script and says $15. I look up from the store flyer (oooo I still have $5.00 what can I buy?) and almost yell "no" and explain that my co-pay is higher and I don't want to cheat them. Drug dude checks again and says "well,you got the generic" and now I am freaking because apparently I could have been saving $10 a month and they have withheld this life-chaing info! Drug dude checks again and says "it's only been out a month" "oh" I say "well, cool". So now I have saved $10 AND drug girl says "would you like to use the gift card to pay for the drugs?" Yeah! Duh! I am not saying anything else because just because its in writing on the net or the coupon doesn't make it so! I did read the terms and conditions and it specifically say the card could NOT be used on the co-pay. Sheesh...they either know their job or they don't. Everyone has made me tired today. I m done! I take my drugs, toilet paper and gatorade, oh, and my 2 for $1 snickers bars and go home. Good news? I guess it all evens out in the end but it all feels like the roller coaster is out of control.

BTW the mortgage company called when I got home and asked if I wanted to make a payment...

I am going to bed now...

Kisses

I have spent more time looking...

...for paint for my house than I ever did looking for a wedding dress. It is ridiculous that I have wasted DAYS looking for paint for my living room and bedroom! I had the house painted when I first moved in 6 years ago (really? has it been 6 yrs?). So, two years ago I bought the paint of my dreams and used it me dead mum's house to get it ready to sell...I loved it so much I bought some for me...so 2 years later, on one of my many employment sabbaticals, I decide I HAVE to paint! I get out the paint and it doesn't smell bad (that's what the paint dude told me to look for since it had been 2 years). OK, so far so good. I already have all the accutraments and since I learned from a prefessionul painter how to cut in, I don't need no drop cloths or masking off. (Ahem, did I tell you about the quart of school bus yellow paint I dropped in my entry way? now I just stand behind my front door with my umbrella and my Howdy-Doody lunch box waiting for the short bus...) But, I digress. So, only one of the colors looks right and the others, not so much. Back I go for a retint and more tint and ...I gotta start over (heavy sigh)

Anyway, after many trips to many stores for many paint samples and complete exhaustion from walking back and forth, day and night trying to see if I like the colors at all times of day and in all types of lighting, I decide today is the day or I miss the sale! I finally make it to the Home Depot, where I always check out the oops paint first...got Behr paint for my laundry room for $5.00! Well, as I turn the corner and start scanning the can tops, what to my wondering eyes should appear? The perfect color FOR FIVE U.S. American dollars! OMG! I tell the paint lady (and I use the term loosely) that if it looks wrong in the incandescent lighting I will bring it back and get the color I slaved over within a half hour. She says you can't return OOPS paint. LOL! I said, yes u will and she said OK...like I am the boss of her or something...whatever...I got it home and it was D-LISH! I propped it up with the different bedspreads (I have a winter and a summer) which Spike the cat wanted to play "fort" under and when I try to put him out of the way he starts to climb up my shoulder for his "hug" whereupon he can look down from on high and make the dogs jealous...again I digress...where was I...oh, yes, propped up and looking good...this gave me extra money from dogsitting and babysitting throw-up boy and his siblings...that's a whole nuther blog...so I got out my trust PURDY brush and started swiping some samples around and after watching the samples dry (kinda like holding your breath while waiting to see what happens after you pee on the stick). Well, like Rachel Ray says...YUM-O! It is soooo amazing it even works in the living room where the colors didn't come out right! I call paint lady back and ask how do I get more if I need it cuz the rip the color codes off for OOPS cuz the have no idea what they put in it the first time...hence the OOPS! She goes on to say if I paint some on a white card they will "scan" it and get as close as possible then I can mix them together! Oh glee Oh joy...howse that workin' for ya lady? Dilemma, shall I paint the bedroom with it or the living room and/or both, praying for the multiplying of its ala the loaves and fishes? or...let's see, I haven't hit Ace Hardware for samples, oh, maybe Walmart...

I see my time here is thru and Boomer Sooner, still smelling a little skunky, is currently staring at and growling at his food on a newspaper because Crazy Daisy won't eat out of dish anymore, and he is like Pete and Repeat so I better investigate...

Wow, if u made it all the way thru this in one sitting, I gotta know!

Peace out!