So Tuesday I got Ron settled, went to Sam's, got the inventory, all $188 worth. They didn't have many bottled sodas and very few cans,and those with limits. Frustrating. I went to work and stocked, came home.
I had planned to take Wednesday off but a nearby branch of Ron's bank was open, this one near a Walmart. So I went. It took a while but I did the business and then walked over to the WM.
I couldn't find the hard boiled eggs anywhere. I don't think they are selling them anymore. Nope they are NOT.
So I got what I came for, more Voltaren for Ron, etc. It really works for him so I want to have some on hand. It took me a while.
Happily I remembered: "I need to pay the electric bill" before I had left. I went over to "The Money Center" only to hear they are not taking cash utility payments. I was not happy, ranted a little bit about the mark of the beast, and stomped off to think things over.
I recalled I did have enough money in my debit account to cover the payment so I did that. Then I had to make an additional stop at my bank on the way home to cover that. If I hadn't made the cash deposit I would have been short on my personal money.
So I did all that and came home, put everything away. I had bought some presliced meat from the deli. I am fond of the pepper turkey. It has swirls of black pepper in it and is lively but not "hot". I never ate spicy food growing up and I can't abide "hot" things like jalapenos, etc. I ate half a pound (laugh) for dinner and my pills. Gave Ron his pills.
It worked very good running through the drive through on the way home from work the other day, I bought a couple of double cheeseburgers the way Ron liked them. He had that for dinner, and breakfast today (Thursday).
I was pretty beat and went to bed early. Ron kept waking me up (Wednesday night). He doesn't intend to do it he is just thoughtless. And when I got up he wanted me to work on his computer.
Let's talk about Ron and computers for a minute. I knew how to use a GUI interface as my parents had an Apple Mac. Shockingly, I wasn't really "allowed" to use it but I did get the basics.
Ron was sent to a vocational training program which included computers and DOS back in 92/93. A few years later we were able to buy a used 286 with my tax return and he taught me DOS. It was a pretty logical system so I did OK.
But once Ron got a talking computer program he became relentless I had to help him at every opportunity. He would get frustrated and shout at me, demanding I repeat the same thing several times over and accusing me of not inputting the commands properly, etc. It was, and has been,an utterly miserable experience. He told all his friends I was a bitch who wouldn't "help" him, one guy (the one who instigated and led the gang rape, then bragged about it to me 20 years later) came over, Ron was very nice to him, asked me for "help" and then declared whattya know I was a bitch. "Do this" I did. "Do it again" I did. "What does it say?" Same thing it said the last 3 times. Etc. "Oh, you're a total bitch no wonder he hates you". This from a guy who said his victim "had it coming" (direct quote) because she was drunk. Trust me, if there had been a way to get the police on the guy I would have done it but the statute had expired and he knew it.
I was actually happy this year when Ron asked me to take over the accounting as that meant I wouldn't have that hanging over me any more "We have to get this fixed so I can do the report". He is on a first name basis with the computer guy as well. He fell on his computer/knocked it over several times during blackouts, I told him he was doing it but he didn't care.
Now he wants to use the computer again. I believe because it has porn (audio files dubbed off of talking books). It has been balky. So he is bugging me every 5 minutes I have to help him. I finally told him "We don't need this for work you are only doing this for porn" and he didn't deny it. Hopefully he will either get what he wants or give up. I am NOT interested in playing "fix the computer" today and will make that clear.
We may be getting more money, if he does he can get the computer guy on it. But the old days of me sitting over the computer for 3-4 hours telling him every little bleep of the monitor, several times over, stating the same thing AGAIN AND AGAIN to him, etc. are OVER.
Ugh. I still haven't decided if I am going to do housework today or not. I am doing some laundry. My urethra is irritated so I decided to rewash all my underwear in the "free and clear" detergent I have been sloppy about mixing it with chemical loads with washing soda, fragrance, etc. and that will not help. It's an easy fix but I put half my underwear in the drum and thinking "God I hope this doesn't break".
Ideally I will do dishes, finish the laundry, put it away, go through my medication and compile some stuff, sweep, and mop. Actually a lot of work!
I may make a list and just do half of it. We'll see.
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