Stink eye

Olive was over work yesterday

Not sure how, but I finally got pictures to load from my cell phone.  Weird.  I WFH yesterday and Olive was not wanting me to,  She was all about the cuddles 💕.

There isn't much going on.  It's my busy time for work with our annual update and year end close out stuff so I haven't a lot of time to do much of anything.  It also looks like I'm not going to get to deploy for the latest hurricane either because one of my very self centered co-workers extended a temp duty so we will be down a planner.  That sucks because I could really use the money.  Speaking of, I have been trying to cut back on spending a little but why is it so hard around Halloween?  I want all the spooky stuff.  I bought a water bottle a few years ago that I really liked.  For some reason I never really used it besides for dance and used the cheaper ones for everything.  When I went to NYC I picked it up to take with me and that thing never leaked and held up better than any other bottle,  So I bought another one.  They had a banner on the website for the bellow bottle and I HAD to have it.  As luck would have it Owala is the next "it" water bottle (I guess that is a thing now?) and you have to que up online to get the special 'color-drop'. I just happened to be on my phone at that particular time and was able to buy one but it apparently sold out in 10 minutes.  So, I used all my luck for the year on a stupid overpriced water bottle that I don't really need.  I saw that people were already listing them for sale online for $100 so I guess I can call it an investment, lol.  I also got a StitchFix box and loved everything in the box and Dennis took me for $200 at Costco (yeah right lets go get cat food he said).  So much for cutting back.  At least we don't really do Christmas anymore. I will get stuff for my mom, sister, a few cousins and Dennis but that's it.  Nothing for his family at all.  

Spooky bottle

 

Speaking of the in-laws, I don't think he has heard from them in a few months.  I think I talking about his mom selling FIL's car with Dennis's help. It was a '17 Charger, I think, with maybe 10K miles on it and always kept in the garage.  She ended up getting $18K for it, kind of shocked me but good for her!  As far as I know, the siblings don't know about it.  Dennis is very much not taking money from her for that kind of stuff, even though he was the one that did most of the work to get it gone.  He doesn't want wild accusations from the rest of the family.  They have access to the bank statement so if they look they will see the money that was deposited and know it had to come from somewhere.  I really hope this shit doesn't happen when something happens to my mom.  Things went really smooth when my dad died but they don't have the kind of money and assets the in-laws have.  Plus, my mom was the one that took care of the finances where as the FIL not only took care of the finances, but was a little controlling over them (which is how they had the kind of assets they do) and MIL is going apeshit with  her new found financial freedom.  From what I have heard she has already dipped into the principle, which is exactly what FIL didn't want and makes Dennis feel extremely guilty.    

My family drama is pretty calm for now in comparison.  My cousin from San Diego is planning on moving back next month.  We will see if that actually  happens.  If she does she will live with my mom and it will take some of the burden off of me!  The issue is she has very little money and lives with her mother (my first cousin).  Her mom is and always has been abusive and just down right crazy. There is a long list of unhinged crap she has pulled.  The one that always comes to mind was when she was still in high school she lived with us, she came down with mono and was really sick.  I remember she was out of school for what in hindsight seemed like a month but you know how that is.  It was around Christmas and I saw her take a piece of candy, lick it and wrap it back up and put it in a dish.  She is that kind of psycho.  Not to mention she dropped her 6 week old daughter off at my mom's and just disappeared for weeks at a time.  When Heather was 13 she moved her to CA and decided to torture her there where we couldn't interfere I guess?  Anyway, Heather moved to OK and lived after she graduated high school and lived here for a long time but decided to move back to SD about 10 years ago.  It seems she has finally had as much as she can take but I will only believe she if leaving when it actually happens.  I told her I would help her, as moving will cost roughly $3K if she rents a truck but I can rent a van here and drive there and back for half that.  Another cousin, crazy cousin's sister, has a large SUV and she is supposed to help as well.  BFF said she would go with and we can make a girl trip out of it, which sounds like it could be hella fun.  But, it's anyone's guess if the move actually happens.  You know how those kinds of relationships go.  My dad's mom was a lot like crazy cousin and my dad never stopped trying with her.   I remember when she died my mom called and said that if I wanted to see her I needed to do it.  I was like nah, I'm good.  And when my dad got sick he told my mom that when he died her mom would be there for him because his mom for sure wouldn't be....and now I'm crying.  DAMN IT.  

I didn't mean for this to get so deep, lol.  I really had nothing to share.  My therapist was out of town so I guess this was my session for the week.  

My rheumatology appointment went well last week.  He wants me to make sure and get my steroid filled and handy because I have had some knee and hand issues.  My knee started when I had covid and it felt like it was giving out, kind of like I was kicked in the outside of the knee.  Not sure how much of that was from being sick and walking 2,149 miles in NYC and how much was the RA.  It has come and gone a little but not enough to take the demon pills.  My hand on the other, well, hand, is starting to lock up and pop.  He said he didn't feel comfortable doing injections in the hand as there are too many tendons and stuff involved.  I told him that it is still tolerable.  If it gets worse he will send me to a hand specialist for injections.  I hope it doesn't come to that.  My weight was just a tad over 101.   

Well, I have to go into the office.  I have a meeting and we are having an end of year pizza party.  With any luck I can escape the mandated fun.