Sunday, September 06, 2020

A Variety

I finally got around to filing my mountain of paperwork and completing--I hope--my nifty new filing cabinet. I probably keep much more than I need, especially in light of electronic "filing," but that's okay, as long as I have room. Hard-boiled some eggs for my salad protein since I'm out of fajitas and crab meat.
I emailed Mike to tell him I had received--actually, my tenant, Eileen, had received at my house--a notification from a mortgage company (he owns property here and there). It said he had been sent a check three years ago and had never cashed it. The amount? $740,930.
Oh, wait, maybe I mis-typed...
Yep, I added some zeros; he's actually owed $74.93.  
Anyway, for that piddling amount, they won't start sending it until 2021 and then they wrote it would take four to ten weeks. I competed the document, changing his (my) address and forged his signature. When I get the check, I'll deposit in his account, for which I have the info.
I thought I'd walk to Wal-Mart, maybe, but when I stepped outside, I noted that it was very hot, so I  jettisoned the idea of a three-mile (roundtrip) walk, and went to the post office, instead.
I came back via the Von's shopping center, which takes me past a bakery where Janelle, who was also in the Fractured Actors show (she played my granddaughter), works. I stopped to chat for a few minutes, then walk on. Betty called and told me again about the screen door, plus thisa and thata.
Got romaine and pretzels at Von's
After lunch, I took the 10 to the mall, then the 6 to town. Stopped at a thrift store and bought the DVD of LaLa Land, plus a kind of tapestry turkey banner for Thanksgiving. (Of course, I need it like a hole in the-- .)
My grandson posted on Facebook this picture of 13-year-old Tristan. His Dad didn't feel well and "T" was making him dinner. He's a sweet guy--well, they all are:
I was just finishing dinner when Ellen called to say there was a power outage in Ojai. What a drag, considering the temp was close to 100 over there. We decided she would stay over here (Greg would have been welcome, too, but he called and decided he'd rough it there.) 
El came with her Thai salad dinner (she likes spicy--ugh!), but had just gotten here when she got a text that the outage was--well, out. In other words, electricity was on.  I regretted that she didn't stay over, but she came in to eat. I poured myself a glass of Chardonnay, and I caught up with her busy school life.  
After El left, I Watched the rest of Good Will Hunting. Went to bed after ten, which for me is 'way late, but I didn't care, it was so good to see her.   
Unbelievable: For the third time, I received a text telling me my COVID test failed. Okay, that's it: I'm not going back.

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