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Woke up Saturday morning with my ear hurting worse, so I went to the local place that sees walk-ins on Saturday. Met a super nice nurse practitioner, who said both my ears were obviously under pressure (though the one that hurt was worse) and I had a sinus infection.
She gave me one of those Z-pack things and a script for some over-the-counter stuff that you have to show ID and sign for because folks use it to make meth. I hate that stuff, but I was desperate.
Helped the brother-in-law move out this weekend. We gave him our leather couch and chair because my hubby insists that it is horribly uncomfortable. He's hated them since we bought them, but they never caused me any problems. Still, we got the in-laws' sleeper sofa in a trade, and that will be handy. Also, we got rid of a bunch of electronics and things, with plans to give other things away when we leave. It's nice to be getting rid of stuff, though we still have mounds of things to sort.
The Realtor came by and we have a lock box on the door, but we won't be showing it until we're out almost entirely. I think she thought the disaster area appearance of the place after juggling couches and things was the way it usually looked, with stacks of boxes lining the halls and such. In any case, I know it won't show well until we're out, just because there is too much to do before we go.
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I did something stupid. I was playing that Pirates game on Facebook, and some guy offered to join my crew (you need a certain number of people on your crew to do some things). I said okay, and now he's kind of flirting with me and trying to chat with me a lot. I've been very plain and clear in my profile and other interactions that I am happily married, so he should know better. I don't think he's dangerous, just annoying. Srsly. The first time he tried to chat with me, he asked a question about Pirates and then said, "I just use it as an excuse to meet pretty women." "Oh, thanks and all, but I'm married, with kids." See, I thought that would do it. He's stepped back a pace, but still circling. I should know better by now than to underestimate the desperation of men on the internet. *headdesk* Stupid, stupid.
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I may be completely loopy on medicine, so there's no telling, but I think I've done well with the writing. I'm trying not to let myself get overwhelmed by the idea of everything I have to do in the next three weeks. I hope we'll have time to sort out the stuff we really want to keep, and find a suitable way to dispose of what we don't want -- much of it still quite serviceable.
She gave me one of those Z-pack things and a script for some over-the-counter stuff that you have to show ID and sign for because folks use it to make meth. I hate that stuff, but I was desperate.
Helped the brother-in-law move out this weekend. We gave him our leather couch and chair because my hubby insists that it is horribly uncomfortable. He's hated them since we bought them, but they never caused me any problems. Still, we got the in-laws' sleeper sofa in a trade, and that will be handy. Also, we got rid of a bunch of electronics and things, with plans to give other things away when we leave. It's nice to be getting rid of stuff, though we still have mounds of things to sort.
The Realtor came by and we have a lock box on the door, but we won't be showing it until we're out almost entirely. I think she thought the disaster area appearance of the place after juggling couches and things was the way it usually looked, with stacks of boxes lining the halls and such. In any case, I know it won't show well until we're out, just because there is too much to do before we go.
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I did something stupid. I was playing that Pirates game on Facebook, and some guy offered to join my crew (you need a certain number of people on your crew to do some things). I said okay, and now he's kind of flirting with me and trying to chat with me a lot. I've been very plain and clear in my profile and other interactions that I am happily married, so he should know better. I don't think he's dangerous, just annoying. Srsly. The first time he tried to chat with me, he asked a question about Pirates and then said, "I just use it as an excuse to meet pretty women." "Oh, thanks and all, but I'm married, with kids." See, I thought that would do it. He's stepped back a pace, but still circling. I should know better by now than to underestimate the desperation of men on the internet. *headdesk* Stupid, stupid.
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I may be completely loopy on medicine, so there's no telling, but I think I've done well with the writing. I'm trying not to let myself get overwhelmed by the idea of everything I have to do in the next three weeks. I hope we'll have time to sort out the stuff we really want to keep, and find a suitable way to dispose of what we don't want -- much of it still quite serviceable.