Good morning. Happy Friday Eve!
Still cool here but maybe a lot less damp.
In-laws had gotten a statement about a month ago saying they owned a gift card with a pretty good chunk of change on it. After a search we realized they didn’t have the actual card around. We did some work with them and on their behalf and finally got a new one sent. Turns out it was 7 quarters of medicaid refunds.
F-I-L had been sure it was some kind of scam to get him to sign up for a credit card that he didn’t want. I think he’s finally understanding that the card has money on it that he can spend.
Not a wise move to use gift cards to give refunds to octogenarians. Fortunately, the county had switched to checks a while back.
My fives are pulling ahead of my threes.
Wordle 467 5/6
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I’ll take the one on the right!
Good morning.
I hope the PTs for the sciatica allowed you to sleep better last night.
Nothing on the docket for today but pill sorting and filing.
The groceries will be delivered today so I need to get up from here in a minute and get dressed. OK. Maybe five minutes. (Speak of the devil...just got a text saying “there are substitutions” in my order.) Since I’ve marked almost everything with “No Substitutions,” I figured it was the water. Yep.
I think, as with Hurricane, there is mold in the taps here, so I prefer to buy bottled water.
When Igor was in Arabia, he had to get water from the souk because the tap water was so hard it produced kidney stones in short order. At the time, I had never heard of bottled water. Except for Perrier, of course.
I think I’m related to the red one—thanks!