Well, you win some and you lose some. I didn't walk Kimball because it was raining (incredibly for here) and because I was going to T.O.P.S. I'm not going to beat myself up about that; in fact, I made the decision to skip Fridays.
I was delighted that I had lost some. Plus, it was a fun meeting with Sharon, Michelle, and Bob dressed up in costumes. Also, I had a good talk with Margaret, the nutritionist, and she said she wanted me to meet Steve's boss (Steve is on medical leave, I'm not sure for what). Steve is the director at SCAN and I had approached him some time ago about my acting course, but he decided it wouldn't fit into it's--well, whatever. However, Margaret disagreed and introduced me to Marsha Meyer, to whom Steve reports. She was very interested, questioned me about it, and gave me her card, asking that I send her some information. We'll see how this works out, but it gave me a lift.
Called manager Patti when I got in, to ask about the phone. She said she had called AT&T and they had to check the outside equipment. Later, she came over and said somebody called in sick, and it wouldn't be until Monday. She did send Bob over and he carefully checked both jacks, took them apart and tested with his device and said he couldn't get a dial tone. Okay, I'll have only the cell until Monday, but I'm reconciled.
Saw Suzanne, who told me the young woman upstairs is moving because they're raising her rent. Too bad, as she--I think her name is Donna--had introduced herself to me and she's very nice. Donna left a box of books for Suzanne outside our doors and Suzanne invited me to take any I wanted, although, she said, "They're mostly religious." That's not for me, but I did take one called Journalistas, a book of essays by women writers. Don't know when I'll get to it, as I'm still plowing through the huge Sinatra tome and reading Postman's Amusing Ourselves to Death: Public Discourse in the Age of Show Business. It was published in 1984 (shades of Orwell), but is as relevant today--or, considering the Internet, more so.
Changed the bedclothes and immediately took a large wash to the laundry place. Did the back and forth thing, of course, but it's now getting so routine I think nothing of it. In fact, I try to get more walking into my day and that helps.
Got a call from Primary Medical advising me that they changed my Monday morning appointment to Tuesday afternoon. Why? Because they want me to see my regular, Dr. Jennings, instead of a sub. Since I had been told she wasn't available in the first place, I wonder.... Oh, the hell with it, I'll see Jennings.
Took my suction cup bathroom thing back and got what I wanted in the first place: a metal stand that holds two hand towels. Looks pretty good and I got a refund of eighty-four cents--whee!