Sleeping in! My friend, Ivy, just loves it here. One of the best things for her is that she has the opportunity to sleep until 10, if she chooses. After managing five children for years, and having a very busy adult life, she has earned the right to sleep until noon. I think most people here are up about 5 and rarin’ to go. There aren’t many lights on after 8:00 p.m.
Two days in a row the fire alarm has gone off. Now, let me tell you, there is no mistaking what this is. It’s deafening and whoever burns the toast has to be very embarrassed as they shout out the room number and there is no mistaking who the culprit might be. The smoke detectors are very sensitive and I can only hope no one decides to pop corn in the middle of the night. My particular apartment is built like a concrete bunker and rejects all noises except the fire alarm that is imposed by necessity.
I’ve had an adventuresome time since I moved in. Last night Frankie Zeman’s daughter, Judy I think, popped in with a big smile and welcome while inquiring about my C-PAP machine and order from B&K. I’m not sure what her role is here, but it was nice of her to stop by.
Then a B&K delivery man hand delivered an antibiotic to me from a script written by my Ellsworth doctor, Jerzy Slomka. It cost $22 and I didn’t have to leave my room as I really didn’t feel like it. This morning, another B&K man brought me $12.99 from insurance rebate. So my script cost $9.00 including the personal delivery.
I picked up my mail downstairs and found another order of antibiotic from Clelands…same thing, also $9.00. Miscommunication on my part. Better to have two than none, in this case. I’m feeling better.
Clide from maintenance fixed my living room air conditioner. It’s tricky and now I know how to fix it myself…shut it off, count to ten and turn it on.
I missed the ladies’ monthly breakfast this morning as I’m not yet up to speed with the activities that they offer….well, beside the on-going effort to work a jigsaw puzzle in the lobby. There are lots of things to do here, if I choose to participate, but right now, I want to get settled in.
My friend, Shirley, who is in assisted living, came for a trip around my apartment and a short visit.
Then my realtor came by and we made plans for staging an open house in January, as we scheduled last July. My house is on the market and available for purchase, contrary to local rumors.
Cunningham Floral brought me a beautiful bouquet of daisies from Ally. Deliveries come straight to my room which I find very nice. If I want to subscribe to the Journal, they will place it in a spring-loaded device on my door since picking up objects off the floor is difficult for most of us. Management thinks of everything to make living here as comfortable and pleasant as possible.
Dan, the Cox man, came to connect my phones, TVs and computer. He had a lot of challenges with all my equipment that would have caused an ordinary installer nightmares. He was great. He even helped me with my Christmas chair tree.
Todd and Karen took me out for dinner and I think a plate of good food was what I really needed. My appetite has been “off” for a week or two and I felt a lot better after dinner tonight. Another three days of pills and I’ll be fit as they come.
We have a box of things that is missing from the move. It had my family pictures, the Christmas ornament from my first Christmas tree that belonged to my paternal grandmother, my favorite “gabberoffthefloorthingy” that I use with regularity… and who knows what else. It just isn’t here, or at home, or in my car, or in the moving van. They will look for such things among the boxes I sent to Mosaic, but I don’t think it’s there. I wish it would step forward. It’s confusing how it could be missing.
My move is complete. Cindy, Meredith and Claudia put everything where they thought best. I could not have managed without all their help. I’ll do a small amount of rearranging and a lot of discarding. I love my apartment and it will be even better once I get all my paintings hung. My apartment is very comfortable, airy, light and so sound proof that the only discernable noise is the flow of air from the air conditioners and my sighs of contentment. I have a nice view over the entry and to the southwest over Salina. I’m a very happy camper.
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