Saturday, January 9, 2010

oh what a week

I can't even remember most of it. Which is probably good.

Lets see... the more memorable parts-

JM spilled my entire cup of coffee on my computer this week. Because he was throwing a fit that he wanted more juice. Which my answer had been "no" about 100 times already.

The computer is now awaiting a new keyboard with me hoping it will fix it.

Luckily it was my "old" computer. We had recently purchased a new computer from my (super cool) computer brother, but since it wouldn't work with the hard drive Larry bought for it, the new computer had been sitting on a shelf waiting for me to HAVE to use it. Larry was planning on taking my old computer to Afghanistan with him. So I was going to have to start using it sooner than later. He was planning on taking it because thus far it has been indestructible. Truly a match made in heaven as far as computers go. It had been dropped countless times. Once on it's power cord so that it pushed the little thing in the computer in at an odd angle and bent the power cord tip. A new power cord and a little fixing from Larry and it still works. Several hits from table to tile floor chipped the case but it still runs (tho occasionally the battery could fall out for a while). The keys had the letters worn off several of the buttons and the paint was worn off on the mouse left click button and the scroll side.  I loved my computer like a comfortable pair of shoes. 

And I'm not a fan of change. Especially when it involves me trying to remember all those pesky passwords the computer had been remembering for me for the past 4 years.

So here I am using an unfamiliar computer and can't figure how to get the font from the microscopic to a font I can actually read.  In buying Larry sunglasses for Christmas, I tried on a pair of those reading glasses. And I refuse to admit that I could actually see a little better with them. Refuse.

As far as my vision goes, I retract what I said about military medicine. They have a civilian neurologist who I call a genius and has seemingly fixed my vision in about 2 weeks. Well..About 80%. Which is phenomenal. With a silly little pill that causes drowsiness and weight gain, but dang it, it fixed that burning in the back of my head and the double vision, which my best guess right now is from that odd migraine variant which if I was a real Nurse Practitioner I'd know the answer to. Since I only pretend to be one these days, I can't remember the name.. But..I'll call her genius. But it doesn't seem to halt the normal vision aging process. Waiting for a magic pill for that.

Hey.. if you go to the right hand bottom corner and click the "plus button with 100%" next to it, you can make the font bigger. Ah. I can see clearly now the font is bigger...

OK. now that that ADD stream of conscious moment is done..

Back to the past week.  The counter-top went in. Took 2 days. The guys who first came started sweating and talking really fast in spanish and while I couldn't understand them well, I got the message pretty clear that the counter they carried in did not fit where it was supposed to. The ground a bunch of it down in the front yard and some of it then fit, but the rest they had to bring back to the shop to re-adjust. They called English-speaking boss man (who is the guy our contract was with..) who came to explain they'd be back the following afternoon with the counters after they fixed it. I had the vision of the Grinch telling Cindy loo Who he was bringing the Christmas tree back to fix as he was saying it. Probably because our dealings with the company we bought the counters(and carpet and tile) from has been nothing less than a major nightmare.

So much of a nightmare there is a lawsuit happening and Larry is being subpoenaed to testify.  I snorted it will be hard to serve him a subpoena in Afghanistan, but he seems to think it will happen before he leaves.

But basically the sales guy/contractor we worked with sold us product and arranged the contractors to do the work under the umbrella of the company but not through the company so that we paid the sub-contractors directly to do the work. Apparently he was supposed to do it through the company, the company was supposed to get paid (more) and then they'd pay the sub-contractors(less).  So the company fired him, citing conflict of interest.  We got a call from the company and the guy almost simultaneously telling us this news.

And the story probably would have ended there...  Cept owner of the company called all the subcontractors and told them if they still wanted to work for him, they could never work for sales guy/contractor(SG/C) again. So SG/C filed a complaint with some governmental agency citing racketeering or something and oh, by the way owner is really a drug dealer... of course he is innocent until proven guilty.

If only I was making this stuff up.

Anyway.. we're still dealing with this company. Who installed bedroom carpet in the living room and then ran short of carpet for bedroom. Their tile subcontractors also installed tile so that the smaller tile is substantially lower then the larger tile, so the floor is uneven. Very uneven. And without pulling up all the smaller tiles and re-grouting the entire thing it won't be fixed. And I really can't see that happening. And it will really put a kink in our trying to move in this week.

The laminate floor we bought was misprinted so cherry was bright orange and the pattern didn't run along the board, it was printed at an angle. So he just went back to bring it back and they have to replace it. It's been ordered, they'll let us know when it's in.

We bought it all the same week, or else we would have took warning from our first dealings with the company and subcontractors and gone elsewhere.

I have pictures on facebook, so if you want to see pictures, mosey on over to there and look in the "under construction" album. If you're not on facebook and/or not my friend on facebook you'll just have to wait. I can upload pictures straight to facebook from my phone camera and until the computer situation is settled, I don't see me messing with cameras, camera cords and the computer.

Anyway... we had to tell our landlord that we weren't going to be out on the 10th as we thought. And there's the disagreement on what date our monthly rent should have started on. The contract originally signed was the 1st. However... he wasn't ready until the 9th. Actually the house wasn't really ready then since the house was filthy and the carpets were soaked.  And 10 days of rent is alot. But the signed paper work is the 1st, so I think we'll be SOL on that one.

And then he offered to lower our rent by $700/month if we'd stay. Of course we'd already bought our house at this point. And I'm SO ready to move into a non-nasty carpet house. And our mortgage with taxes and everything is still less than what rent would be.

And then there's the sticky point that he stopped paying his mortgage in May. and we're getting all his foreclosure notices. He's been in pre-forclosure since Nov 1st. He should have 91 days from then until when the bank takes the house. Which makes it Feb 1st, I believe.

Really. I couldn't dream this up if I tried.

JM's EGD esults came back. The good news is his pancreatic and other enzymes were ok, no sign of celiac disease, but his esophagus was inflamed and he demonstrated significant reflux during the EGD.  So.. they're starting him on a PPI for the next 12 weeks. Which doesn't solve the diarrhea issue. So they're going to try some Flagyl to see if it fixes things. And put him on some strong pro-biotics.  So. no, we still don't really know what's wrong with him. But we do know if you hang around as a patient in chidlren's hospitals around Christmas, you will get gifts from people dressed as Santa. We're still dragging Shamu around since his EGD. We haven't actually started the meds because the dr at Balboa can only prescribe in Balboa so unless we want to drive an hour to wait a few hours there, she has to email one of the peds who has seen him to put in the prescription up here so we can go and wait for a few hours here.

fun times, I tell you.

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