It has been a busy week at my house. On Tuesday, I had to leave extra early for a 1:30 p.m appointment, then come back to do some meal planning and cooking for the week and month. My husband defrosted our upright freezer, and I am still reorganizing everything. I have approximately six pounds of chuck roast in the refrigerator that needs to be cut up and processed in jars for the pantry and ready-made meals.
I am hoping in the next few weeks to have enough money for an order of ground beef and/or chicken breast from Zaycon Fresh. They deliver, but only to a pick-up location not far from my home. If I can get someone to take me to pick it up, I would like to split the package that I order with that person in lieu of payment for gas and time.
My three year-old cat, Gracie is lying on the floor next to me on her back. She is so contented and happy. I love her very much, as if she was my “little girl,” and I know she loves me. It is amazing how big she has grown since she came into our lives. At Gracie’s last vet appointment, they weighed her at 9.2 lbs. She’s got quite a belly on her! They say she is healthy and doing fine. Gracie doesn’t eat a whole lot, but she doesn’t spend a lot of time outside either. Her treats are limited so she doesn’t get too fat. I wish there was a way I could get her to exercise a little. Maybe it is time to get her some new enrichment toys. Stories on Gracie will be posted later.
Sorting through and throwing away junk and old, worn out clothing has been slow, but steady. I have to take frequent breaks because of pain in my back and legs. I am doing this without much help from anyone, especially my husband. He finally caved and gave me “free reign” on making these decisions. If I am in doubt about a tool, I set it aside in a box or a crate and put it in the shed out back for him to sort. Clothing and most household decisions are strictly mine from now on. I had to do this because our house is a very small, two-bedroom mobile home, and it is overwhelmed with too much “stuff.” You’d think we were hoarders. Most psychiatrists would say that we are mild considering those we’ve seen on the TV program, “Hoarders.” Personally, it sure doesn’t seem that way, due to the size of my home. Every single corner is utilized with miscellaneous items; clothing included. It’s disgusting, and I am tired of it. My husband’s excuse is “our house is too small.” I’ve tried to convince him to get rid of things we really don’t have to keep. He cannot, or will not even try. As his wife, my health and safety should be a priority. So I have no choice but to do it for him; all of it! I have considered a garage sale for clothing that is still useful, but that takes a lot of time, planning, and a city permit. We also have to have cash-on-hand to make change. Our monthly budget is very tight, so the extra money from a garage sale would come in handy to help with the expenses. If this turns out to be a non-starter, then the only other option is to donate the clothes.
I am considering going back to work, if I can get a new desktop computer. Yes, I am using a laptop, but with the company I am hoping to be employed, my laptop does not meet their requirements. My desktop computer died a couple of years ago, and I cannot afford to get it fixed. Windows Vista 64-bit operating system is also not compatible with most companies who allow work-at-home employees. It isn’t the Windows version so much as it is the operating system. Don’t ask me why. I have asked, and they don’t give a straight-forward answer. Their lazy answer has always been “It is not compatible with our software.” They will not say why. I am currently using Windows 10 64-bit, but I would need a 32-bit operating system.