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I got a cool BCD clock -- the one with blue LEDs, natch, since red LED's are so 1970s -- from ThinkGeek.com in today's mail, with nothing on or in the package indicating who ordered it for me. I can make a reasonably educated guess who sent it but I wish whoever did would write and tell me for sure. For now I'm going to leave it in the box it came in until at least Christmas, and possibly till my new apartment's ready; I like it but I don't really have a good place for it right now. I guess there really are only 10 kinds of people in the world; those who understand binary and those who don't. *** My daughter emailed to say she was the one who sent the clock. I felt pretty sure she was but it's nice to be sure. |
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Contributed by Bill Faith on November 30, 2007 at 11:00 PM | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack |
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The eye problem seems to be getting better but it's still distracting enough to keep me from spending as much time online as normal. I'm on a strange sleeping schedule right now. The only place in the house where I have a place to write with decent lighting is the kitchen table, and the only way I can get a reasonable amount of uninterrupted time there is to stay up late. I've spent the last couple of evenings redrawing the floor plan for my new apartment with finite-thickness walls to get a better idea how much of the back yard I need. I have two alternate designs done. One of them takes up more room in the part of the yard where the swing set is than I really like, the other extends farther west than I really like. I'll spend a little more time thinking about the choice then before I actually have anything built I'll dump the decision in my sister's lap. *** I think staying up late last night and getting up about normal time this morning is catching up with me. I won't have any trouble at all sleeping as soon as everyone else goes to sleep. I think the solution to my apartment either being too far east or too far west is to shorten the apartment. I don't need as much room between the bed and the bathroom, or between the bed and the west wall, as I was trying to allow for. My new plan calls for not using any of the space behind my sister's room (the area where the playground set is now) and only calls for going about 6 feet west of the end of the garage; not much farther than just far enough to be able to see up the drive from a window in the northwest corner of my place. My sister's going to try to get Caleb, the contractor we're considering using, to come by someday not too far into next week so I can give him a copy of the plans I drew up and ask him some questions about a couple of things. If we can get a clear enough written definition of what he's going to do for what price I'll probably gamble that he knows more about carpentry, which is what he spends most of his time doing, than about building temporary pens for horses. *** Don't even think of scaling the drawing. Click it for a bigger version if you want to. Here's a rough idea what I have in mind. The house and garage are already here. "My place" and the short hallway connecting it to the garage are what I intend to have built next spring. "My place" will be a self-contained apartment, complete with bath and kitchen. Water, and possibly electricity, will come through the same meter(s) as for the house. (I may or may not end up with my own electric meter.) Paying to have an apartment custom built and then living out my years in it makes a lot more sense to me than paying rent to someone else. After I'm gone my sister can rent the place out and/or, eventually, live in it herself with one of her sons living in the main house. *** A follow-up on that last post. My sister talked to the gent who owns the field between us and the highway and he's not interested in selling or leasing it. That doesn't necessarily mean we can't still go into the miniature horse business but it means we can't have more than two or three (if one's a colt) at one time. It also complicates the question of who gets which part of the pasture. Sunshine's good natured enough that I don't think he'd ever intentionally hurt another animal, other than a dog trying to bite him or something, but with his vision problem he could hurt one accidentally; obviously we'd have to at least isolate him from any newborn colts till they were getting around well enough to stay out of his way. A lot's going to depend on how much money I really end up with and how much it costs to do and buy some other things I consider more important. My sister thinks she could make money in the long run raising and selling colts but I don't know how realistic that really is. |
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Contributed by Bill Faith on November 30, 2007 at 03:06 PM in Around our place | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack |
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Contributed by Bill Faith on November 28, 2007 at 10:55 PM in Around our place | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack |
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The Zoloft was making me sleepy.
I haven't had one since yesterday morning and this is the farthest into the day I've made it without a nap since Friday; I started the Zoloft yesterday morning. We took Sunshine out in the big field for an hour or so; not as long as we have in the past but the weather today was far from ideal for it. I learned something else I'm better off not trying to do on the way back to the house; I tried to tighten a clothes line I'm tired of ducking under and immediately had blood floating around in my right eyeball. I checked my blood pressure after I'd been in for a few minutes and it's not up, but apparently it went up for at least a little bit. Now I know. We talked about barns and watering tubs a little while we were out with Sunshine and decided against running water and electric lines to the barn when we build it. That will save some money but mainly it'll save walking to the barn and back in bad weather. Instead I'll have whoever builds my apartment put a freeze-proof hydrant and an outdoor electrical outlet in the edge of the yard right next to the pasture. Sunshine gets around a lot better than I do and it won't hurt him to come up to the fence to get water like he has been all along. I've also rethought the floor plan for my apartment again. I've been trying to allow for a queen-size bed and a hide-a-bed similar to the one we have in the front room and there's just no way to do that without making the whole apartment bigger than I want to. I asked my sister -- I knew she'd know since she did the shopping for a replacement sofa after that fire we had in Feb. of '06 -- and she says hide-a-beds don't have to be as big as the one she bought then. I can't find any online but she says they also come in love seat and easy chair sizes. I'd had it in my head that I wanted Heather and Ryan and Ian, and Amia and Imbri, to be able to sleep in my room when they come up but I think it makes more sense to just say if I have to pay for motel rooms to get them to all come up I'll do that. They were all here Labor Day weekend and I want them all back next year, to see how much Sunshine's calmed down since he's been here and how the place |
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Contributed by Bill Faith on November 28, 2007 at 04:38 PM in Around our place | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack |
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It's still not exactly toasty out but it's really not all that bad if you dress for it. Still no word from Publisher's Clearing House. --- I'll sleep better once I have something in writing saying I won my Social Security case. I guess in a way they're doing me a favor by not moving faster. Every month I don't get my money is one more month added to the back-settlement. In the mean time I keep getting my Veterans Pension. Christmas isn't going to be as nice as I wish it could be but between the money my ex still owes my sister for taking care of Sunshine and some money we're going to borrow against my brother-in-law's life insurance it's not going to be too bad. I won't have money to send my grandson much of anything but I'll make it up to him when I go down there next spring. We've redesigned Sunshine's barn again. It occurred to me when I caught a few seconds of an animal rescue show my sister was watching earlier that in in the summer he'd be better off without walls so the air can move through whatever we build him. As it stands now, I'm going to put up an 8' by 12' roof with no walls, then when it starts getting cold next fall I'll hang canvas tarps over both ends and two thirds of each side as wind breaks. Then come spring we'll take the tarps down and store them someplace safe (the old barn?) till spring. ... ... Even if I had the money to do it this fall my hired muscle's in Indianapolis helping remodel a motel. ... ... I think maybe the best way to store the tarps in the summer is to roll them up and hang them from the sides of the barn, maybe without even unhooking the top edges. I have plenty of time to think about it. ... My best guess at this point, based on an Excel spreadsheet, puts the total cost of a barn like I have in mind just under $700. My sister's already starting to dream about having more than one horse around here. Specifically, she's thinking we should start raising miniature horses for income. A decision to be made later if I still have any money left. We might try it with the understanding that if they don't get along with Sunshine he stays and they go. *** It's unreal the amount of sleep my body thinks it needs recently. It occurred to me this afternoon that the problem seemed to have started about the time I started that Zoloft prescription. I'm off the stuff, effective right now. If I don't feel peppier by the first of the week I guess I'll call my doctor in Evansville and arrange to have my blood pressure and potassium checked, as a minimum. I don't really have a lot of important demands on my time between now and when I get that Social Security check but if I've developed some new health problem I want to get it under control soon, before it turns into something major. I realized a couple of hours ago that with Sunshine's vision problems I need to make the walls on his barn permanent so he's more likely to realize the posts supporting the roof are there. I think I'll stick with the tarps for walls anyway; they'll be easier to put up and softer to run into if Sunshine forgets they're there. Having walls year round will also provide a place to hide from blowing rain or hail, and if he wants a shady spot with a breeze the old barnlot will still be there. |
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Contributed by Bill Faith on November 27, 2007 at 02:43 PM in Around our place | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack |
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Contributed by Bill Faith on November 26, 2007 at 10:24 PM in Around our place | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack |
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Contributed by Bill Faith on November 25, 2007 at 12:44 PM in Around our place | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack |
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Contributed by Bill Faith on November 24, 2007 at 02:09 PM in Around our place | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack |
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Contributed by Bill Faith on November 23, 2007 at 12:56 PM in Around our place | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack |
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Not so much for me -- I'm just doing my best to stay out of the way -- but for my sister. Thanksgiving is the one day a year she and her oldest son insist we have to sit around the dining room table and eat a big meal together. Since the dining room table is in my room, that involves clearing a bunch of clutter. My sister's youngest grandson is sick so I guess the only people here this year will be people who live here. It's not as cold yet as I expected it to be. I actually stayed outside for about half an hour after I watered Sunshine, sitting and trying to plan out the canvas roof I'm going to hang over the barnlot. -- Scotty still has the check I gave him for his help with the fence project and said this morning he has no intention of cashing it till closer to Christmas when he's ready to go shopping. His promise to hold on to that check till after the 1st of the month frees up enough of what's left in my bank account to cover the cost of Sunshine's roof, so maybe we can start on that sooner than I thought; otherwise it was going to have to wait till the 1st. *** Blew off my diet for a day, ate three times as much as I should have for supper. Tried to sleep it off but got a leg cramp just as I almost drifted off; probably due to the bending and squatting I did in the barnlot yesterday but why the delayed reaction? Sitting here feeling stuffed and drowsy but I need to stay awake until Mom's in bed; my sister's had a bigger day than I have and no nap along the way. In the process of clearing out clutter so we could sit around the table we got things cleared out enough around the through-the-wall heater in the corner of the room that I can run it at night without starting a fire; I woke up this morning feeling like I hadn't slept well because I was chilly but tomorrow should be better and I don't have anything in particular I need to do beyond watering the horse. *** Still spending some time sitting around thinking about my apartment I intend to have added on next spring. If the numbers on Wikipedia are to be believed, an 802.11g signal has plenty of range to reach from where I'm sitting now to where I'm most likely to want to access the internet in my new place. Our cable modem and VoIP box sit on the top shelf of my computer desk and if I could afford it I'd add a router to the stack last week. We have one ethernet output from the modem, which goes to the Vonage VoIP box, which doubles as a router. The problem with that setup is that when Vonage has problems neither of the computers connected to the Vonage box can access the internet; I can bypass the Vonage box to get one computer at a time online but not both. The better arrangement would be for the cable modem to feed a router, which would feed the Vonage box and both PCs. The logical thing to do when I get my Social Security back settlement is to buy a combination 802.11g/ethernet router and connect the VoIP box and both PCs in the house to it via cable, then access it wirelessly from my place. If I feel really energetic I might try to replace the cable from here to the PC in the other end of the house with a wireless link as well but everyone's gotten so used to the cable being there that I may not bother; I could end up walking a lot of steps back and forth through the house trying to get it set up right. I'm planning to buy a notebook computer for use in my apartment and on the road so bringing it closer to this one till I get the network working won't be any big deal. |
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Contributed by Bill Faith on November 22, 2007 at 03:00 PM in Around our place | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack |
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Contributed by Bill Faith on November 21, 2007 at 08:50 PM in Around our place | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack |
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I've got to get on some sort of reasonable sleeping schedule but I don't know how to do it. I was up into the wee hours yesterday morning, decided it was time to get up before I was really ready, went back to bed from about 12:30 to 1:30, managed to make myself half-way useful for a while, then crashed again from about 6:00 to about 9:00. Now here I am awake when everyone else is sleeping again. Some thoughts about the new place for my future reference and the contractor's:
I don't know how I could be so tired this soon after that three hour nap but I am. Later. |
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Contributed by Bill Faith on November 21, 2007 at 12:51 AM in Around our place | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack |
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I went to the Social Security website last week and requested a statement showing what my SSDI amount would be. Today I got an envelope in the mail that looked just like the ones I used to get statements in every year. It was empty; very helpful. I called the 1-800 number on the outside of the envelope and spent a good twenty minutes on hold and screwing around with a bunch of voice menus before I ever got to a live human being. She said at first she could give me the information on the phone, then when she looked up my file she said that where the number should have been it said "Unavailable. Case pending." Supposedly she mailed me form to fill out requesting the information. We'll have to see if it actually gets here and if sending it in actually accomplishes anything. I stayed up later than I should be again, making plans for money I still wonder if I'll ever actually see. Even before I got too sick to work I was barely hanging on; I didn't land on my feet after the big defense industry shakeout at the end of the Cold War. A computer programming gig here, a tech support job there, just enough to keep the wolf from the door. Then when my job was exported in '03 and I couldn't find anything else due to my health problems I found out things really could get worse after all. Now the logical part of my mind knows things are going to get better in 3 or 4 months but I'm still having trouble believing it. After the Social Security assholes worked as hard as they did to avoid giving me what I had coming I still don't quite have myself completely convinced they won't find a way to put the screws to me yet. I guess I'll finally believe it when I have that big check next spring in my hands and the bank verifies it's really good. I think, for now at least, that I have the final pass at a floor plan for my apartment done. Maybe I can have the contractor I'm thinking of using look it over sometime before too long and tell me whether there's anything fundamentally wrong with it, and maybe give me a better idea what it will cost to have it built. I guess that's something else I'll be a little nerved up about for a while longer. When he quoted me the estimated price he did earlier did he really understand what I had in mind? How much will the price go up when I show him my drawings and ask for a formal quote? I'm not asking for a big place -- about 17 by 21 feet -- but I want a self-contained home, complete with kitchen, bath, etc, that I could live in even if it wasn't just a short walk to Mom's place. I want my own fridge and a car in the drive I don't need to make an appointment to drive. Is that asking too much? *** Two more changes since I thought that floor plan was done. I finally woke up to the fact that the roofline would be a lot simpler if I made the apartment a perfect rectangle instead of notching out one corner like I'd intended to, and the fact that if my back door's going to be at the end of the hallway from the garage there's no reason the east wall's of the bathroom and garage need to line up with each other. Together, those two realizations add up to a walk-in closet; it won't be as close to the bedroom and bathroom as might be ideal but nothing in the whole place is going to be very far from anything else.
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Contributed by Bill Faith on November 20, 2007 at 05:28 PM in Around our place | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack |
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The guy whose barn Sunshine lived in for the first few weeks after his eyes went bad showed up with a 1,000 lb. hay bale about 11:00 or so, before I was even fully awake. I guess he started this way with some yesterday but didn't have it properly secured and it blew out of the truck about half way here. Anyway, Sunshine's happy. Me, I like hay a lot better when it's where the horse can get to it without help than when I have to throw it over the fence into a little pen. It's supposed to be almost 70 this afternoon and we may take him out in the part of the field that isn't fenced yet just to give him a treat but at least now we won't feel like we have to because he's hungry. I've made two non-trivial design changes to my apartment floor plan so far this morning. Instead of that hallway from the garage to my place being unheated I've decided to put my back door near the north end of it. Walk out of the garage and turn left to get to the back yard, or open the door straight ahead of you to get to the hallway. There will still be a door-sized opening from my kitchen to the hallway but there won't be a door in it. Instead of having a window over the kitchen sink I'll have it on the east wall of the hallway where the view's less obstructed. Since there won't be a window over the sink, the hallway may as well be extended to create a closet opening into it. Walk out of the garage and turn left to go outside or continue straight through my back door. Walk about 8 feet and turn right into the kitchen or continue straight into a closet. *** Don't scale the drawing. Up is east:
*** We took Sunshine out in the big field for a couple of hours. My sister will be going to my nephew's DARE graduation tomorrow afternoon and it looks like tomorrow may be the last nice day we have before it turns mean out, so today may have been his last taste of fresh grass till spring. We made a couple of more design changes while we were sitting out in the field. First we decided the gap between the garage and my place (labeled "outside" in the drawing) might as well have a roof over it for tool and lawn mower storage. We also decided the east wall of my "entry hall" can be east of the east end of the garage; walk out of the garage and turn left to go outside or turn left and then right to get into my place. That improves the view out my east window without messing up the view out my sister's south window enough to upset her. It also moves my west wall east by a corresponding amount to miss a tree stump in the back yard that could be a problem otherwise. |
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Contributed by Bill Faith on November 19, 2007 at 12:18 PM in Around our place | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack |
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Contributed by Bill Faith on November 17, 2007 at 03:33 PM in Around our place | Permalink | Comments (1) | TrackBack |
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Draggin' around at the Circle F
I don't know if I'm feeling some effects from that fall night before last after all, or if I've picked up the bug my sister's had for the last few days, or maybe some of both. I was in bed by midnight last night, slept till almost noon, and still woke up feeling half dead. I think when I went to one knee and one hand on the floor the shock of my hand hitting the floor may have done something to my shoulder and my neck. I'm getting better as the day goes on but I'm still not back to normal. Maybe I'll feel more like blogging later; for now about all I'm up to is sitting around. *** Spent the afternoon pretty much just moping around, crashed for a couple of hours about sundown, woke up feeling some better but still not exactly a bundle of energy. Sunshine actually came up to the fence so I could scratch his head! We'll be good buddies yet. Of course earlier he came prancing up for the corn Cordell brought out, but still I'm making progress. In the process of coming after the corn he side-swipe the Martin-house pole out in that pasture. He's not seeing as well as we thought maybe he was, maybe not even at all. He somehow manages to stop just before he gets to the fence when he comes up to see us but I wonder if he's just judging where we are by sound and stopping before he gets there. There's a fire hydrant in the part of the pasture we haven't fenced yet -- years and years back it sat right beside U.S. 50 -- that it occurred to me tonight we need to fence around next spring. Walking nose first into a wire fence is bad enough but walking into that hydrant could be really bad news. I won't do it fancy, just four T-posts and about 8 feet of wire, but it needs to be done before he's turned loose in the big field. It's crazy to be sitting around planning how to spend money it will be February or March before I see but I can't help it. A couple of thoughts:
I just checked my SiteMeter for the first time in a couple of weeks. Seriously, folks. I'm averaging over 100 hits a day blogging about building fences and how I'm going to spend my Social Security? Apparently so. I didn't realize there were that many people who cared enough about me to wade through things like that. In case anyone missed the announcement earlier I'm doing all of my Politics and National Defense blogging at Old War Dogs now. For the foreseeable future I won't be writing about anything on this site but my personal life, which really ain't all that exciting (but thank you for coming by anyway and please do come back.) *** A related thought that just popped into my mind for some reason: My second wife's folks owned a Chevy Suburban that I has occasion to drive now and then. Even back then, in spite of having driven bigger things in the Air Force, I was never quite comfortable tooling around town in the thing. I might or might not be able to adjust to driving a Magnum or Durango, but why bother? Dad's truck needs fixed, and it's worth fixing, if only because it was Dad's and fixing it will make Mom happy. If I'm going to have it fixed anyway, why buy a gas-guzzling monster I might never learn to like? The Avenger is my '73 Dodge Dart Sport, which I loved almost as much as my '78 LeBaron, brought up to date. Me want. |
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Contributed by Bill Faith on November 16, 2007 at 03:19 PM in Around our place | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack |
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After I did that payday loan run yesterday we thought we'd be able to make it through the week, and maybe the month, without Mom having to borrow. Unfortunately, an insurance company that's supposed to take money out of my mother's and sister's bank account once per month did twice this month. My sister called them as soon as soon as she noticed the extra charge on the bank's web site; they couldn't explain why it had happened but said they didn't have the ability to reverse the transaction. My sister ended up agreeing to let them keep the money in return to not taking any during December and I ended up taking Mom to Vincennes. I did some driving around looking at used cars on the way home and decided I liked the looks of the Chrysler Aspen/Dodge Durango. The Chrysler Pacifica's also nice but the Durango's the least expensive of the three. When I checked online I was surprised to find the MSRP on the Dodge Magnum's less than on the Durango but I have a feeling based on what I saw today and on the dealer's web site that my chances of finding a slightly used Durango in a reasonable length of time when I'm ready are probably a lot better than my chances of finding a slightly-used Magnum. As we pulled in the drive on the way home Mom asked what we were going to do with Dad's 1981 F-150. To be drivable at all it needs an alternator and there's something not right in either the front suspension or the steering linkage and to be very decent transportation again it needs an engine overhaul or transplant. On the other hand, it was Dad's and the only answer I could give Mom was that I'd get it rolling when my money gets here next spring. Of course doing that will take away one of my excuses for buying a Magnum or Durango instead of just a Stratus or Avenger; I still want something heavy enough to ride nice but if I get the truck fixed up I no longer need something else to haul fence posts and wire and lumber in. I'll have plenty of time to think it over between now and when I can actually do anything. We plotted well and got Sunshine to prance from the barnlot to his corn bucket shortly after Cordell got home from school but I screwed up and didn't end up with a video of it; I have a still shot that should have been the first frame of the video. Maybe tomorrow. The picture I'm posting (click it to see it bigger) is from right after he finished the corn Cordell took out for him. My brother and I built that wooden fence under Dad's supervision in the early '80s and as you can see it needs some work. One of the first things I've promised to do when my money gets here is to have all the broken and missing boards replaced and have a fence like it built down the front side of the pasture. *** More thoughts on the car issue: When you buy a factory fresh new car its value drops substantially the moment you drive it off the lot; it's not "new" any more. I will be smart enough next spring not to buy a new car. On the other hand, buying a car with 15,000 miles on it and selling it a year later wouldn't be that big a deal. If I buy a slightly-used Magnum or Durango next spring and decide a year later I should have settled for a Stratus or Avenger, the world won't end. I might well even be able to trade a used SUV for a newer smaller car and get cash back on the deal. At this point I feel reasonably sure that, unless I'm all wet about how big that first Socail Security check is going to be, next spring I'll end up in a slightly used Magnum or Durango and if it makes sense to trade for something smaller a year or two down the road so be it. |
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Contributed by Bill Faith on November 15, 2007 at 07:30 PM in Around our place | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack |
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Sittin' around waitin' at the Circle F
I don't know of anything in particular I have to do today; maybe I can even find some time for Old War Dogs, or for the project I told The Gray Dog I'd try to get started on when things calmed down a might. A little rationale about the car situation: In the spring of 2005 when I started getting a VA pension I set out to buy what I figured would be the last car I'd ever need; buy something good, take care of it, it lasts. Even after the financing fell through on the Dodge Stratus I wanted and I ended up with a Chevy Malibu Classic instead, I still didn't expect to ever buy anything else. Then the engine in my sister's car blew up and I didn't have any real choice but to let "my" car become "the family car." Since then my sister's driven it for everything from getting her son to and from school to hauling her grandkids around to taking mom to and from medical appointments, my nephew's put a bunch of miles on it running around with his friends, and it's been involved in a minor accident and picked up so much general wear and tear that even if I buy my sister something else and have the Malibu cleaned up for my use it will never feel like "my" car again. One last time in my life I want a car that I don't have to adjust the seat and mirrors on and clean someone else's clutter out of every time I get in it. In spite of my anger and frustration with Social Security, in a way they did me a favor by stalling as long as they did. I get to keep what the VA sent me while I was waiting on a decision from Social Security, plus everything Social Security should have paid me over the last 4 years. That means I have a few bucks to pamper myself a little. I think I have enough sense not to buy a factory-fresh new car, but if I can find one that's only been used gently for a few months and traded in on something newer I'm likely to go for it. Not necessarily the Magnum I've been talking about, but but something heavy enough to be nice to my back out on the road. I liked my '73 dart and '78 LeBaron well enough that it's probably going to be a Chrysler product. If I'm going to buy something bigger anyway, it might as well have the ability to haul fence posts and wire and lumber. I won't say yet that I won't end up with a pickup truck but I've tentatively narrowed the list down to the Dodge Magnum, Chrysler Pacifica, and Dodge Durango. A quick perusal of the local Chrysler-Dodge dealer's web site gives the impression that they get a lot more used Pacificas and Durangos than they do Magnums, which means the odds of finding something I like may be better if I think in those terms instead of focusing on just the Magnum. Big day coming or not, I need some sleep. Later. |
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Contributed by Bill Faith on November 15, 2007 at 01:38 AM in Around our place | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack |
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Feelin' unnecessary at the Circle F
Went out about midnight to sit in the back yard and think about my apartment. When I got out there Sunshine was munching hay in the barnlot, right where he seems to spend most of his time here lately. After a few minutes he turned around and walked due east to a point east of the fence between the yard and the pasture, then turned north and walked straight to his water tub. After a few minutes there he started back down the fence, stopped straight across from where I was, stuck his head over the fence and "looked" at me like "What are you doin' just sittin' there? My head itches." After we got that taken care of he backed up about two steps and retraced his path back to his hay supply. So much for leading a horse to water. *** I don't know why I'm so tired the last couple of days. Honest exhaustion from the fence project? Just not as keyed up as I was now that I know I won my Social Security case? Anyway I seem to be back to taking afternoon naps again. I went to the payday loan place in Vincennes as soon as I was up and moving today. It burns my ass to no end having to do that again knowing how much money the government owes me. My sister and her oldest son were both in a deep funk this afternoon over money being so tight, which didn't make my day any brighter. A few minutes ago I told her to tell my him I'll hand him a $1,000 check, which won't be good till spring, the day he shows me his GED diploma. He has some major self-esteem problems and I think getting the diploma will do about as much for him as knowing someone besides his mother cares if he does. -- Of course that obligates me to do something I'd already planned to anyway and give my daughter a nice graduation gift when she finishes her degree, although I'll probably go ahead and give it to her and trust her to finish earning it. She and her husband had a new house built right before the housing market collapsed and have been struggling with two mortgage payments for several months now. Maybe I can make their lives a little brighter next spring if they can hold on that long. I'll try hard to get a video soon of Sunshine prancing across the field like he does now and then (twice so far.) I need help, apparently Cordell's in particular, to get him to do it. I was out in the backyard when Cordell got home from school today. Sunshine heard the car coming down the lane and was waiting near the fence when Cordell got there. When Cordell headed to the house to get some cracked corn and alfalfa cubes Sunshine walked over by the barnlot gate thinking he'd meet Cordell there. Cordell fooled him by heading straight toward the feed bucket tied to the fence beside the yard and dumping the corn, etc into it over the fence. I really, really wish I had a video of Sunshine's high-stepping double-time down the side of the yard. Maybe we can plan ahead and get one soon. I have a long time yet to think about the decision but I can't help spending some time already thinking about what type of car to buy myself when I get that check next spring. I stopped by the Chrysler/Dodge/Plymouth dealership in Westport on my way home from Vincennes. I guess Dodge quit making the Stratus and replaced it with the Avenger effective with the 2008 model year. Nice looking car. The practical side of me says that I should buy a slightly used Stratus or Avenger next spring but my sister mentioned something a little bit ago that might steer me in a different direction. If we just had a car Mom could ride that far in without making her back problems a lot worse Mom would love to see my daughter's new house in Texas, and even around town the little bit that Mom gets out would be less of an ordeal in a heavier car. A lot will depend on what's available next spring but I think if I were making the decision tonight I'd probably end up with a Magnum. *** From the most recent email I received from the VA:
In other words, no matter how much money Social Security sends me in 2008, and no matter that most of it's money they should have sent me over the last 4 years, my non-VA income for 2004-2007 was $0.00 and I get to keep everything the VA sent me during those years. We're talking roughly half of what Social Security's going to be sending me in two or three months so I've been a little nerved up wondering about that. -- I'd read the email but hadn't mentioned if when I wrote that earlier update about paying Scotty for getting his GED, helping my daughter with mortgage payments, buying a bigger car than really I need, etc. I went out to sit in the back yard for a while but it's cooled off enough that it's not as relaxing as it was the last few days. On the way back in I bent over to pick up a cat in the garage (Mister's not allowed to spend the night outside) and somehow ended up with one knee and one hand on the floor unexpectedly. I don't think I'm hurt but I may find out differently in the morning. Something else I've been wondering is whether I'll still be able to see my VA doctors after things shake out. I think the answer is "Yes, but it won't be free any more." I'm sure I can get a Trazodone prescription locally, which I'll probably do, but I'd rather not start over with someone new on my blood pressure/ potassium problem. I also know Medicare doesn't cover hearing aids so staying linked up with the VA system may make sense for that reason too. Which, btw, gives me another excuse to buy a nice road car; I know trips to Marion wouldn't make me as tired in something heavier like a Magnum as they do in the Malibu I'm driving now. |
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Contributed by Bill Faith on November 14, 2007 at 12:45 AM in Around our place | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack |
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So why am I stressing out like this now?
Do I have some sort of PTSD-like problem from worrying for so long about whether I'd ever have enough money to be half way comfortable again? My minds a jumble. Mama, are you really, really, sure Santa's coming tonight? Cap'n are you really, really, sure that Freedom Bird's gonna show up on time? I wasted a good hour and a half yesterday trying to find something online to convince me I don't have it all wrong about how much my SSDI pension will be. Finally the best I could do was fill out an online form requesting a statement, which should be here some time in the next month. I distinctly remember telling my last boss, sometime not long after I first developed serious health problems, that I'd gotten a statement the day before saying if I became disabled I'd be entitled to Social Security benefits almost equal to what I was making working for him, so I can't be too far off. I've already run the numbers and concluded that even if the VA takes back everything they've ever given me I can still have my little apartment added out back, and probably an almost-new car to go with it. So what am I sitting around worrying about? Do I need to make an emergency appointment with my shrink and tell him I've been seeing black helicopters and FBI agents behind every tree, coming to take me away for something I don't even remember doing? Daddy went through a stage like that before they got him on the right meds. Is it hereditary? I think I'd rather be dead than go through the sort of mental hell he did for a while. But not till after I get that check; I've come too far to let the bastards beat me now. Maybe the realization that I'm finally officially "retired" has me worried about eventually going through the whole raft of health problems Daddy did. He took early retirement at 55, spent months fighting the Social Security assholes for the money he had coming, and died of emphysema and congestive heart failure at 65. I'm 57. I don't want to suffer like he did. Lord, when you take me, take me quick. Please. Gotta calm down and think about other things. I went out to talk to Sunshine but he wouldn't come up to the fence for me. If my lawn chair wasn't wet I'd be sitting out in the back yard right now but I can only stand up for a little while so I came back inside. I hope I'm doing the right thing by just planning a windbreak and not a barn for him; I'll probably start feeling guilty about the time it gets too mean out to do anything before spring. I know keeping him supplied with water after it drops below freezing is going to be a real bitch but there's nothing I can do about it this year. If I have any money left by next fall he gets a heated water trough and maybe a freeze-proof faucet next to it. I wish that could happen this year but there's just no way it can. If I can swing it at all next year he gets a barn with a roof, with a heated water trough in one corner. I know I don't really "need" to yet but I want to get started soon sketching out a floor plan for my new apartment. I realized while I was outside earlier that I don't really need a "hallway" connecting it to the garage, just something (Is "breezeway" the word I'm looking for?) with a roof. The garage isn't heated anyway so walking back and forth means exposure to outside temperatures either way. I guess I need to work up two floor plans, one for a place just big enough for me and one for a young couple so the place can be rented out after I'm gone, then get quotes both ways. I'm finally starting to wear down, I think. Time to take my pills and try to get some sleep. *** I forgot to mention earlier that Scotty says Taylor and Eric are in Indianapolis, working for someone there for a couple of months. I'm feeling very, very fortunate right now that that check from Texas cleared and the weather cleared up long enough to get the fence done last week. A quote from an email I got from the VA a little bit ago:
I've written back and asked them to verify my interpretation of that but I think it says that no matter how much money Social Security sends me three months from now my non-VA income for '04, '05' '06' and '07 was still $0.00 and I get to keep the money they sent me for those years. We're talking tens of thousands of dollars all total and I guess I'll still stay nerved up about the question until I actually have the money and see that they aren't trying to take it.
I know there are other people in the world who are worse off than we are and I promise not to forget about them when I'm finally in a position to help. I made some promises a while back about passing on help people gave us when we really needed it to Soldiers' Angels when I could, and I won't forget. --- In the mean time, folks, there are still Soldiers' Angels and Valour-IT buttons on my sidebar. Have you clicked them recently? *** Well, you can lead a horse to water; it just takes a little longer if he's blind. When I went out to check on Sunshine this afternoon he was in the barnlot munching hay and I couldn't prove he'd had anything to drink since yesterday -- Of course as much rain as we had yesterday afternoon and overnight the tub may have had quite a bit of water in it I didn't put there, and the hay and grass were wet. I finally talked him in to coming up to the fence so I could scratch his head, then eventually got him to follow me down the fence to his water. No more than he drank when we finally got there I don't think he was in any danger of dehydration, and if I'd just left well enough alone he probably knew where the water was all along. When we went out to give him corn after school Cordell led him ahead over to his water and he turned up his nose at it. I didn't get an answer to my second VA inquiry yet but after that first one I guess I'm back into "rich rancher" mode for long-term planning purposes. I decided while I was out and around earlier that by this time next year Sunshine's going to have a proper barn, complete with freeze-proof faucet and heated water trough. I also realized that while I'm having the plumbing for that done we need another faucet just this side of the fence for summertime use; right now the hose is connected to a faucet inside the garage, which makes watering the horse involve a lot of extra steps. Bill's middle-age-crazy *** I went out to see Sunshine and he actually came up to the fence to visit! Not Cordell, not Vicki, just me! We even walked down opposite sides of the fence together to his water tub. Progress! I still get reminders every day of why I want my own place so bad I can taste it. I have fond memories of the days when I could take a shower, or a crap, or fix myself a sandwich or some coffee, without having to wait my turn for the bathroom or kitchen. I'm not sure if I can wait another 5 or 6 months or not, but I guess I will. |
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Contributed by Bill Faith on November 13, 2007 at 01:29 AM in Around our place | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack |
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No one title-worthy event today but not a bad day so far. It only took me three stops to find a decent used tire for my car. Now I know where to go first the next time I need one. World War One ended on the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month of 1918. Today I tried to call the Veterans Administration with questions about what will happen to my Veterans Pension when my Social Security starts and no one was there because of ... Veterans Day. Maybe tomorrow I'll be able to get some answers. With the help of my daughter and a couple of Old War Dogs I've tracked down enough information online to be pretty certain my VA "Veterans Pension" will stop when my SSDI (Social Security Disability Insurance) pension starts; there's an income limit for receiving a Veterans Pension and my SSDI will put me over the limit by about 50% The main thing I'm still wondering about is whether the VA will expect me to repay the money I've already received. I can kinda sorta see the argument that if the SSA had approved my SSDI request when I first submitted it I wouldn't have been receiving VA benefits to begin with, and I can kinda sorta see that meaning that when I get my retroactive SSDI check the VA money should be repaid. I may even be able to convince myself to be philosophical about it and look at the Veterans Pension as money the VA loaned me to keep me alive till I got the SSDI money I should have been getting. That doesn't mean I won't do everything I can think of to try to hold on to the VA money. The other piece of bad news I just ran across is that when I turn 66 my SSDI stops and I start getting the same amount of Social Security as I would have if I worked till then. I guess that's reasonable; if I still had a job when I turned 66 my income would drop on that day. Fortunately I made enough during my peak earning years that my normal retirement amount won't be a whole lot less than my SSDI and if I'm living out back rent-free I won't have too tough a time getting by. I don't know if Sunshine has already decided the part of the pasture we fenced in is too picked over to be worth grazing or if he just got a craving for hay today. In either case when I went to check on him this afternoon he was back in the barnlot munching hay. I tried to call him up to the fence and he acted like he didn't think he could walk between the part of the pen that's left and the fence we put up to keep him from getting too close to what's left of the dog kennels. Some days I think he still has some sight left and some days I think he's completely blind. Note to self: Sunshine doesn't like you to hold on to his bridle and try to lead him but he'll follow a coffee can full of cracked corn anywhere; we got it worked out and maybe now he'll remember there isn't wire every place there used to be. We also finally figured out that the sound of water from a garden hose spraying into a big plastic tub is something to walk toward, not shy away from; getting splashed by trying to drink while the hose is still on is sorta scary though. After the cracked corn was all gone and he'd had a drink he headed straight back to the hay. It started raining shortly after that, and still is, so maybe we aren't on hay till spring yet. When Scotty has time I'm going to have him shorten the two 4x4 wooden posts Caleb and crew put in to hold the gate into the temporary pen and shorten both sides of what's left of the pen by about 4 ft. Then we're going to hang good canvas tarps -- not those cheap plastic ones I bought earlier -- over the wire on both legs of what's left so Sunshine has something to stand downwind of; when the winds from the North or East he'll have a corner to stand in and when it's from the other two directions he'll have a "wall" to stand behind anyway. It's not ideal but it's what we can do with the money we have available and I think it will be good enough. Next spring I'll probably do something prettier, either the plus-sign design I was thinking about earlier or maybe a full barn like I discussed here. If I'm feeling really rich by then I may even have a freeze-proof faucet and heated water trough put in. For this year we're going to have to carry water from in the house when it's below freezing out. Caleb came by for unrelated reasons and I had a chance to discuss my apartment out back with him. He says yes, he would be willing to sign a fixed-price contract defining what he's going to do for me and he still thinks he can do the job for about $16K. If I can really get the job done for that amount that means I can still do it even if the VA takes back everything they've ever given me. I'm in a much better mood than I was yesterday morning. We'll have to see what's left after we have the gas line to the water heater replaced, buy Mom a hearing aid, pay Aunt Patty and Aunt Pug what we owe them, etc, etc, but right now I'm thinking I can have my own place and a car that no one else drives. I'm still anything but impressed with the job Caleb did on the temporary pen but I think that was probably his first attempt at fencing and building houses is something he knows about. The first time I ever met him was when he came by with a can of roofing tar he'd had left over from another job and put it on the roof of the room I'm sitting in now for free. I think he's not really a bad guy, we just asked him to do something for us that he wasn't qualified to do. *** Well, that was fun! Our power went out about 7:45 and came back on a little after 9:00. Something to do with someone trying to drive a car through a power pole, apparently. This computer doesn't always react well to having the power go off when it's running but this time around everything seems to have come back to life OK. |
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Contributed by Bill Faith on November 12, 2007 at 07:36 PM in Around our place | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack |
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Makin' plans for money I don't have yet
I must have taken a good 2 hours for me to go to sleep last night. I wasn't upset about anything, just excited I guess. I took my normal dose of Trazodone and it just didn't do the job. I guess I am starting to worry a little about whether I can really get my little place out back built for a price I can afford. After we establish a ballpark price we'll have to give some thought to whether to make it just big enough for one person or allow for a couple at some point down the road. I have no use for a double bed or a bathtub, or anything bigger than a small portable TV to watch a very occasional speech or important newscast on, but designing it for just me could make it a lot harder to rent out after I'm gone, and if my sister ends up living in it eventually it'll be nice for her to have room for some things that don't matter to me. Unless everything falls apart I want to take off next spring and spend a few days with my daughter and her family in Ft Worth, then a day or so in Hobbs, NM with my cousin Darrell and his clan, then at least time for a beer or three with Russ Vaughn over on the other side of New Mexico. Assuming, of course, that I can really afford to and that my health doesn't get a lot worse between now and then. There are other things that absolutely have to happen before I start talking about another car, etc. We still have gas lines under the house nearly as old as the one that caused that fire a couple of years back, Mom needs a hearing aid, we owe Aunt Patty and Aunt Pug money, the fridge in the kitchen is on its last legs, and my car needs tires and a tune-up regardless of whether I buy something else or not. -- If I don't end up buying another car at least I should be able to rent something for my sister to drive any time I take off for an extended period of time. *** Now I have been insulted. This afternoon, after just plain ignoring me when I called him, Sunshine came prancing across the field like a horse with someplace important to go when Cordell came out. I'll see if I can get a video of him doing it sometime soon. I had trouble going to sleep last night, then spent the early part of the day getting more and more down, worrying about whether I'm going to end up with enough money to do half of what I want to. I don't think the VA or IRS can grab my Social Security back-settlement before I ever see it but they may both make a play for part of it as soon as it's in my possession. It finally occurred to me after a nap that I may be able to alleviate the problem by giving most of what I get to my sister and trusting her to spend some of it on me. The room I want to add out back will eventually be hers anyway so why not give her the money to have it built so the checks to pay for it have her signature on them? If there's enough left, maybe she'll even buy me a nice car. Who knows? Something to think about, anyway. I had a nice chat with my ex a little bit ago. I guess she has free air time on Sundays but not at any reasonable time during the week. She agrees with me that a horse who's never been under a roof except for that brief time in Tommy and Cathy's barn after his eyes went doesn't need a roof now. I'll spend a day or two thinking about it but I may not do anything more than hang some good tarps on the part of the pen that I didn't have torn down so he has a windbreak no matter which way the wind blows. It's the quickest, least expensive solution I can think of right now and I think I may decide it's good enough. As soon as I get enough coffee in me tomorrow I need to go hunting for a good used tire for my car. The back right tire went flat quickly enough Friday night that my nephew didn't realize there was a problem till the tire was ruined. If I have any energy left after I do that I need to get on the phone and try to get some answers about my VA vs. Social Security questions. For right now I think I'll go talk to Sunshine for a while then try to get some sleep. |
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Contributed by Bill Faith on November 11, 2007 at 12:23 PM in Around our place | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack |
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At last, a lazy day at the Circle F, maybe
I could use one, folks. I could use one. For the first time in 10 days or so I don't have any reason to set an alarm or anything in particular I have to do. Sleep in, maybe spend some time blogging, maybe try to get started on a project The Gray Dog and I have been discussing (announcement to come later), maybe just sit around and dream about things I want to do when (not if!) I get that Social Security settlement. It's going to be hard to keep on "thinking poor" until the money actually gets here, but we have to. For another three months or so it will continue to be a struggle just keeping the essential bills paid, without any luxuries. One more not very fancy Christmas but maybe some nice birthdays next summer and definitely something nice to make up for all the times I haven't been able to give my grandson a decent Christmas or birthday present. I'm still going to be a little bit nerved up till I find out what to expect from the VA once my Social Security comes in. Maybe I'll be able to get some answers next week, maybe I'll have to wait and see. I had this crazy thought last week that if I'm going to be a rich rancher maybe I need a pick-em-up truck instead of another car; it would uncomplicate the fence building next spring. Not very practical for trips to Texas though. After-action thoughts now that the fence is done:
I still get daily reminders why I really want my own place (ideally the apartment out back we've been talking about.) I want a room I can air condition next summer, and I really, really want my own fridge and microwave; I guess if we do the apartment out back it needs a range for future occupants but I'll probably never use it. Having a bathroom and shower I don't have to time-share sounds wonderful too. It's bedtime. Later. *** I am in-sult-ed!! Now that Sunshine doesn't need me to throw hay in his pen every day I'm not worth walking up to the fence to visit with. Ah, well. Such is life. Maybe after the new wears off of having all that grass where he can get to it. My plans for next spring keep growing. I think I'll have the guys move the west end of that fence across the pasture farther south; actually I'll just have them build a new fence and then tear that one down. Where it is now was based on making the area we fenced in as big as I could without spending a lot on labor to cut down some small trees next to the wooden fence; by spring I'll own a decent chainsaw. I think if we're going to fence the rest of the pasture (Don't tell my ex but I may do that even if she doesn't want to pay for it; I missed enough alimony payments over the years that I'm sure I owe her at least that much.) it makes sense for the south section to be a little smaller. I'll have the kids plant a big hefty gate post right next to the wooden fence, hang a 12 ft gate on it, then fence from the end of the gate to where the east end of the existing fence across the pasture is. After watching how easy it is to pull posts out of the ground with that gizmo I bought for the purpose I'm not nearly as worried as I would have been two weeks ago about paying for labor to tear down existing fence. If we do things in the right order we'll be able to re-use the wire -- It just soaked in that we'll end up with some T-posts left over but they aren't a big investment; maybe if we plan ahead we can have someone entertain Sunshine long enough to tear the old fence down first and use those posts for the new one; if I end up getting both pensions, and maybe even if I don't, my sister's going to either quit her job or have them cut her hours way back so she can be here to keep an eye on Mom more of the time. Cordell (my sister's 10 year old) thinks we need to fence around the thicket and marshy area over the septic tank drainage field. ... Eureka! A use for the T-posts from the existing fence across the pasture! ... If we do that's a use for the 4 ft gate I intend to replace with a 12 footer. Just a matter of doing things in the right order. ... Can you tell I'm making this up as I go? I just soaked in that there are enough 7' T-posts lying out back from the temporary pen that we won't need to buy any next spring, even if we build the new fence across the pasture before we tear the old one down. We'll still need to buy some 8 footers to finish the taller fence down the back of the place. Note to self: using an 8 ft T-post where a 7 footer would do costs 53 cents. Note to my daughter: Tell your mom that if she can scrape up enough to build some sort of barn before winter everything we do next spring's on me. Ian's my grandson too and saying everything we do next spring's on me means I don't have to keep track of how much of the project (like wooden fences just to make the place pretty) is my responsibility and how much of it's hers. Tell her while you're at it that times a wastin' and I need a barn decision before it turns too mean outside to do anything. After seeing what good help I had this week and hearing Eric say he's a pretty fair carpenter I'm not nearly as scared of doing a proper barn as I was; I just need to know what she's willing to pay for. Maybe if she's running low on free minutes you could let her use your home phone? General note: The fence project has been good for me. I'm still sick and I'll never have the strength and stamina I used to but I'm not quite as useless as I thought I was. There's no way I could ever hold a job again but "Bill Faith, Engineer" is still alive and kicking, just not quite as hard as a few years ago. I have some walking around and thinking to do. Later. *** We took Sunshine out in the part of the pasture that won't be fenced till spring to let him enjoy some taller grass for a while and save that much grass in the area that is fenced. I occurred to me a little bit ago that Microsoft allows you to install the same copy of Office on one desktop computer and on one laptop. And that matters because ... ? I have a copy of Office 2003 and Front Page 2003 that were gifts from a kind Mudville Gazette reader about three years ago. They're installed on "the family machine" and I don't know what would be involved in convincing Microsoft they'd really been removed so I could install them on another desktop, but if I buy a laptop out of my Social Security back settlement that means I can set it up like I want to without buying a new copy of Office. -- Depending on how much I end up with I might decide I want Office 2007 anyway but at least I have some flexibility. At this point I'm definitely thinking new laptop, with a wireless card unless it's built in, so it can travel with me when I run back and forth to Texas. I feel sort of directionless right now, spending my time deciding how to spend money it may be a while before I have instead of thinking short term. I got a bottle of generic Zoloft in today's mail; my VA psychiatrist prescribed it 10 days ago but I told him I wasn't going to experiment with any new psych meds before my VA Disability hearing so he just had it mailed to me instead of sending me to have the prescription filled while I was in town. I skipped my diuretic and potassium supplement Wed and Thursday so I wouldn't need a restroom break half way through my hearing Thursday, then spaced out and forgot to take them yesterday, which means my blood pressure is probably up a little right now. I'll wait until it gets back to normal (as normal as it ever gets) before I start the Zoloft so if it affects my blood pressure I'll know for sure what to blame. I may even decide now that I know I won my Social Security case that I don't need a morning happy pill at all. I have a couple of days to decide. *** Sitting here thinking while I'm waiting for Mom to go to bed so I can. We had all 5 of my sister's grandkids for a while earlier and I got cheated out of a nap I could really have used. Back before we were even sure we were going to have a horse here, when my Social Security pension and back-settlement were still maybes, Caleb said he could build an apartment out back like I want for $16,000 tops. If he'll actually sign a legally binding contract to that effect, with signed drawings attached (I'm still heap highly pissed about that pen), I'll almost certainly have him do it:
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Contributed by Bill Faith on November 10, 2007 at 12:50 AM in Around our place | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack |
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Is today the day Sunshine comes out of that little pen? Barring unforeseen bad luck it should be. My brother-in-law and nephew pulled out that last stubborn post (Daddy planted posts to stay) while I was in Evansville yesterday afternoon. The remaining things that need done unless I'm forgetting something:
I'd planned on buying another roll of wire on the way home from Evansville but after I found out I was going to have money by spring I decided not to mess with it. There's too much stuff that doesn't need to be in the trunk of my car but is for some reason to haul it there, which would have meant trying to haul it in the back seat and maybe tearing the upholstery. Instead I'll have Taylor and Eric use some of the wire from that little pen and cut it down to the proper height. That's going to cost us a little if we fence the rest of the pasture next spring but I'll cover it out of my Social Security money. Something else that needs to be changed next spring that I'll cover is replacing the 4' gate in the fence across the pasture with a gate wide enough to drive a truck through. I don't know why it took me till tonight to realize I should have put a wider gate there to begin with but since I didn't the labor and the price of the new gate will come out of my pocket, not my ex's. Building the wood fence across the front of the pasture, which I'll pay for, will also save her the money it would have cost to buy and drive steel posts for a fence across there. I'll also save her money by buying myself a nice chainsaw instead of renting one at her expense; the reality is that in this neck of the woods it makes sense to have one around for cleaning up limbs and trees that blow down when it storms anyway. I need to get some rest but I'm still excited enough about winning my Social Security case that I'm not ready for bed yet; I think I'll go sit in the barnlot a while. *** The new fence is done and Sunshine's out of the little pen in the barnlot for good. More after I get some rest. *** Look ma, no rope!
Sunshine, still in the process of realizing he's free to wander at will in an area a lot bigger than that little pen in the barnlot. In the background you can see the back wall of the new Wal-Mart Supercenter. As far as I can tell from here the only opening in that wall is about the right size to back a semi up to to unload it. The front wall of the store isn't there yet, or at least it wasn't as of a couple of days ago. |
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Contributed by Bill Faith on November 9, 2007 at 12:08 AM in Around our place | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack |
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We won! I'm gonna have money again!
I've been fighting with the idiots at Social Security so long I'm almost afraid to believe it but my lawyer, my sister and I all heard a federal Administrative Law Judge say the words "You won." Not just words we interpreted to mean that, those exact words. It will take 3 or 4 months for the check to actually get here but the Social Security Administration now officially owes me for 52 months, and counting, of Disability benefits. I still have some questions -- I'll go to the local Illinois Dept of Veterans Affairs office next week in search of answers -- about how Social Security and the VA interact. In the worst case I can imagine my VA Disability pension will end and the VA will want back everything they've sent me (39 months worth and counting). In the best case I'll get everything Social Security should have sent me since July of 2003 and keep getting VA checks after my Social Security starts. Even the worst case would leave me with about $40K in the bank and a monthly income about $600 bigger than I've had for the last 3 years. *** It's crazy to sit around making plans for money I don't actually have yet but I can't help it. Soldiers' Angels, Project Valour-IT, and Media Mythbusters will all get some money as soon as I have it and Mom needs a new hearing aid, but that still leaves money for some other things, even in the worst case I mentioned above. Next in line will be finishing Daddy's fence. I know that if his health and finances had permitted the 3-rail wooden fence between the yard and pasture would extend all the way to our front property line, then all the way down the front of the pasture. By next summer it will. Two other things I'd really, really like to have are my own place and a car nobody but me ever drives. If the VA doesn't stop my pension and want a bunch of money back I ought to be able to have both; if I have to choose I don't know right now which way I'll go. The guy who did a sloppy job building the pen Sunshine's in right now and overcharged for doing it is normally in the building construction and remodeling business. He said at one time he could build me an efficiency apartment attached to the back of this place for $16K but I don't know whether he'd actually be willing to sign a fixed-price contract to that effect, and I'm not sure I trust him enough to sign it myself; something to think about for a while at any rate. My thinking is that I live in the apartment till I die or get sick enough I can't, then my sister rents it out for a while, then eventually she lives in it and one of her sons lives in the main house. To me that makes a lot more sense than renting from someone else, and it keeps me close enough to momsit when needed. I'm sure prices have gone up some since but in the spring of '05 when I bought the car I have now (but don't drive nearly as much as my sister and nephew do) $12K in cash would have bought a slightly-used Dodge Stratus, still under warranty, that I would really have liked to have but couldn't get financing on. If I can get the dealership that had that car, the GM dealer here in town, and the GM dealer in Robinson (where we bought the car I have now) in a bidding war for a cash deal maybe I can end up with something I really like for my own exclusive use and turn over what I'm driving now to my sister. |
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Contributed by Bill Faith on November 8, 2007 at 09:47 PM in Around our place | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack |
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Some background. See previous. I get tireder and feebler every day. If I didn't have that Social Security hearing tomorrow I think I'd have had to declare a day off from fencing anyway. Barring anything totally unforeseeable Sunshine should be out of the little pen in the barnlot early Friday afternoon. We need another 16 feet of wire on the back side of the wooden fence beside the yard (I need to buy a roll of wire on the way home from Evansville tomorrow evening) then it will be time to take the gate off the pen and move it to the gap I left for it in the fence across the pasture. Immediately after that we need to tear down part of the pen but leave enough of it to hang tarps from to provide Sunshine at least that much of a windbreak until we get something done in the way of a barn, or at least a better windbreak; we're still waiting for a decision from my ex about that, which means everyone gets at least a few days rest before we do anything else. *** Slept a couple of hours and woke up still feeling totally exhausted. Took Sunshine some cracked corn and alfalfa cubes but didn't stay very long since the jacket I would have liked to have on under my coat is in the laundry to be clean for tomorrow. Weather.com says it's 32 right now now and that's the coldest it's supposed to be for the next 10 days. I need to grab something to eat, clean up, and turn in early. |
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Contributed by Bill Faith on November 7, 2007 at 04:58 PM in Around our place | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack |
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Another good fencing day, I hope.
Some background. See previous. It's just after midnight and I just came in from sitting in the barnlot thinking through my plans for the day. It's a beautiful clear night but it's definitely getting cooler out. The high today's supposed to be 52, as opposed to the mid 60s yesterday. I hope my hired muscle doesn't decide it's too cold to work; I don't think they will. It would be nice if they show up with a borrowed fence stretcher but I'm not counting on it. Most likely I'll have to get them started getting some of the other wire in place ready to stretch and then go shopping. I'll stop at the local Ace Hardware first but my best guess is I'll end up at the Vincennes Lowe's. Right now I need to get some rest so I'm ready to get moving when they get here. *** Taylor and Eric got here right at 10:45. I'm going to trust them to stay busy while I go buy some sort of hand winch to stretch the fence tight with. *** Ace is the place with the helpful hardware We now have about 250 feet of proper fence built and about 150 to go, then we'll be done except for digging out a couple of old posts, hanging a couple of gates, tearing down part of the existing pen (so there's room to unload hay where Sunshine will be able to get to it), and probably a couple of other minor things I'm forgetting right now. I don't see any realistic chance of getting it all done tomorrow and I have that VA hearing in Evansville Thursday but I think having Sunshine out of that little pen for good by Friday night is well within reach. Watching people work wears me out. It's time for my nap. *** Slept for a couple of hours, woke up feeling like I could have just slept till morning if I hadn't been hungry. It's 37 out, headed for 27, and breezy; I took Sunshine some cracked corn and alfalfa cubes and came back to the house wide awake. I realized over supper it's going to end up being Saturday before Sunshine gets his freedom. My sister works Friday night and I need her here to keep Sunshine occupied while we move the gate from the pen he's in now to the gap we left in the fence across the field. As soon as we move the gate we need to tear down part of the old pen; the pen and the fence we'll be putting down the kennel side of the barnlot form a bottleneck that would be way to easy for a blind horse to wander into and possibly panic, and the back side of the pen is too close to the fence we put in front of the old barn to drive a pickup between to put hay out in the pasture. I'll leave part of the north side of the pen, and part of the east side, in place at least till we get some sort of barn built and leave those cheap tarps I bought hung over those parts to provide something to get downwind of. *** I somehow messed up the measurement for the fence across the field, with the result that I bought one less roll of 48" x 50' fence wire than I should have. I also just discovered when I checked TSC's web site, after Lowe's site said they're out of wire like I need, the TSC supposedly has some wire I overlooked when I was there before. My sister and I were already thinking of stopping by TSC on the way home from Evansville Thursday for other reasons and I guess I'll have to figure out a way to fit one roll of wire in my trunk -- I'll take some rope to tie the lid down -- and make a mental note to check TSC's site a little more closely next spring than I did this fall. (The wire I bought at Lowe's that I should have bought at TSC is already on the posts.) |
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Contributed by Bill Faith on November 6, 2007 at 12:28 AM in Around our place | Permalink | Comments (1) | TrackBack |
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A fairly productive day at the Circle F.
Some background. See previous. A productive 4 1/2 hours from Taylor and Eric. We now have all the fence posts planted and a start on stringing the wire -- If you don't look too close it looks like the part of the fence that runs across the pasture is done, but it has way too much slack in it. -- Eric said he might know where we could borrow fence stretcher; if he doesn't I need to go buy one tomorrow. I woke up today feeling worn out and weak as a kitten, apparently from too much activity yesterday, but at least my help showed up ready for work. I may not get much of anything done for the rest of the day but grab a nap and do some online window shopping for a fence stretcher. |
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Contributed by Bill Faith on November 5, 2007 at 04:39 PM in Around our place | Permalink | Comments (0) | TrackBack |
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A beautiful day out. Let's build some fence!
Some background. See previous. 58, headed for a high of 63, a little windy but not bad. I just came in from rerunning that twine I messed up on yesterday. It's a little after 11:00 and Scotty's up and moving. I'm not sure what time we'll actually make it outside. Unless something changed two of his friends are supposed to be here about noon. I think I'll go sit in the barnlot and try to wake up a little more. *** Note to self: Taylor and Eric are both big healthy young men who are not the least bit afraid of work. Counting my brother-in-law I actually had 5 people doing constructive things for a little while. Kyle had to leave for some sort of interview and Scotty and the other two kids left with him but supposedly they'll all be back after bit. Taylor left his car here and someone left a field jacket I don't recognize so I guess the aren't all done for good, anyway. We have all of the wooden posts but two in the ground, including the big one to hang the 12' gate from, and 5 steel posts so far. The kids all know I can keep them busy any time they want to be here, except for Thursday, till the job's done. Scotty and Kyle have other part-time jobs and Kyle goes to school but it sounds like Taylor and Eric may be around every afternoon till the job's done. I hear the dogs barking; maybe it's the kids coming back. *** Everybody quit on me a little earlier than I'd have really liked but a fairly productive day over all. We have all of the wooden posts in the ground, and all of the steel posts along the back property line. Taylor and Eric plan to be back at 10:30 tomorrow morning and with a little luck we should be able to do all of the remaining steel posts tomorrow except for a couple we can't do yet because there's hay (which I need to move) in the way. All of the low-hanging limbs are gone except for a few small ones I can take care of and my brother-in-law moved them all to our weenie roast area out in the garden while the kids were working on other things. *** Maybe it's just as well everyone quit when they did after all. Taylor and Eric misunderstood where I wanted the steel posts for the fence across the pasture and drove one about 3 inches from where it needs to be right before they quit. I have an alarm set to get me up and awake before they get here tomorrow; I'll have them move that one post and then go ahead and put the rest in the right place. With any luck at all we ought to be able to start putting up wire before too late in the day. *** Just did my best to figure out how much I owe each of the kids for today, then threw in an extra 15 minutes each because I didn't do as good a job as I should have of writing down exactly what time each one came and went. (I'll do better from now on.) It's too early to draw any firm conclusions yet but I think the labor for fencing the part of the pasture we're doing for now is going to come in at about half of the labor we were charged for that little pen Sunshine's in now. |
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