Boundaries
I had been listening to REM's CD Monster while I drove back from Michigan, and "My Crush with Eyeliner" is playing in my head. I need to dig out more REM CDs for my next Chicago trip.
I made an appointment for a COVID booster and flu shot tomorrow. I can pick my meds up then too.
I forgot to mention that Mom's friend was joking about Mom needing a quart (of blood), and I said that it was too bad that she didn't have a dip stick to see when she needed more blood. (She gets regular transfusions because of low hemoglobin.)
I dumped the garbage bags full of my aunt's clothes in my closet for fear that my pet sitter might think that they're garbage and dump them, but now I can't get into the closet. I need to deal with them sooner rather than later. I want to put the sweaters in my wicker chest, though, and Mimi has decided that's her spot.
I looked up when to book a trip for Spring Break, and Google says in January. I might book in December to be sure.
Started laundry. Looked for my spare partial, but I haven't found it so far. What did I do with it? Started reading the Unfuck Your Boundaries book. Discovered that there is also a workbook, so I ordered it. I love workbooks. I'm pondering what my boundaries are.
Ordered my mom's Uber for the trip back. It's a hassle involving many phone calls back and forth. I hope that she gets a smartphone soon. (I told her that she can book an Uber from the Web, but she thinks that's too confusing.)
I messaged an OKCupid person. We'll see how this goes. (One of my therapist's roles seems to be plunging me into things. I tend to suffer from analysis paralysis.)
Tried to order more bamboo toilet paper, but couldn't log in. Noticed that I had a Lahaina t-shirt saved to Google Keep, which started me wondering about more pairs of jeans. I went to Mercari for more used jeans, and found as many pairs of shorts as jeans. I guess that I'll be ready for Miami. I did get the Lahaina shirt. The money goes to someone in Hawaii who is LGBT+ friendly, so it's a good cause. Okay, I got the toilet paper straightened out and it ships on Monday.
Well, heck. The room rates in Miami go up in March. They would be much cheaper in November. The best that I could do in March is $224 a night. That's for a nice place with a pool, kitchenettes in the rooms including a refrigerator, and a balcony. With taxes and fees, it's $2000. Ack. Seattle is cheaper, so maybe I should go to Seattle in March. (Miami and Seattle are on top of my US bucket list.) Alaska Airlines is the cheapest, but I'd have to take a flight at 8 AM. I found a hotel in Seattle that sounds perfect.
I'm working on cleaning the stove where I had the banana bread disaster. Right now, it's soaking. Done. It's now looking good.
Talked to Mom. She was trying to guilt me into going to Chicago earlier and picking her up at the airport, but I stuck to my plan of coming up on the Friday of the week that she's going. My therapist would be proud of me. Mom is mad at me. Sigh. I pointed out that I was driving her to Michigan and promptly coming back, so I am helping her. She also said that one of my aunt's friends can't pick her up "because he works". Well, I work, damn it.
Actually, I'm wondering if Mom needs to go to Chicago at all. I'm going to rent the van, load the van, and drive, so why does she need to be there? I know where the stuff that she wants is.
I'm trying to decide what to do now. I need to make up a half-hour from work, so I'll do that first. I need to clean counters in the kitchen, but I might leave that until tomorrow.
I texted my aunt's nephew. He said that he told my mom that there wasn't a rush to get her stuff out of my aunt's house, but he would like stuff out by mid-October. I'm going to stick to my plan of going to pick up my stuff next weekend. Though wait a minute, If I'm going to drive the van back to Chicago, I can pick up my stuff when I pick up my car. The question is what I'm going to do about the entertainment center. I probably won't have the old one out by mid-October, so I'll need to put it in storage (with a blanket on it to keep it clean). Maybe I could get someone to take stuff out of here during the week. Either way, I have my work cut out for me.