tulokyn

So I went to the doctor this morning, spurred by a sharply dwindling supply of my daily medications. The insurance plan we chose through Shamus' work has a fairly low incidence of doctors near Sunnyvale. The one I chose was one of the closest I found (though if I could have been arsed to pick up the phone, I bet I could have found someone closer) and she was still 3.3 miles away, according to googlemaps. Even so, that's only half the distance I traveled yesterday in search of cat little and specially ordered cat food for my babies.

( more on doctors and too much about cat litter... )

So when I left you on Monday, we were waiting to hear back from IKEA within 24-48 hours from Sunday morning. Well, Tuesday came and went, and that evening, while Shamus was finishing up with making dinner, I called them to find out what was happening. First off, turns out that the person that Shamus was talking to on Sunday had recited the reference number wrong, so the poor girl on the other side of the country (she was in Eastern Time) had to take about 8 minutes to track down my case. She gave me the correct number, and then, after trying to figure out what was going on, she transferred me to the actual East Palo Alto store since it seemed that the case had been sent there. She had originally told me that SHE was going to call them, so I was a bit shocked to find myself talking to someone there and explaining what was happening, especially when I was told "well, I'm not in front of a computer now. I'll have to see what's going on when I get downstairs. I probably have an availability Wednesday evening between 5 and 9, but we may not even have the item in stock" I responded that as soon as possible was great, and I just needed to know when to be home. She confirmed that she'd call me back in about an hour, and that I should expect a "drop pick" for it, which meant that they would take our old couch, and just give us a brand new one.

Yeah.. no phone call...
( what else can go wrong? )

I am sitting on the floor of my balcony, enjoying the shade and breeze. It's supposed to get up to 28 degrees here today, which means that I either stay inside all day, or I go only to the pool. However, we have a north facing apartment, so the sun never touches most of our balcony which means that even on the hottest days, the balcony is lovely and temperate. I generally sit out here at least once a day (pining for patio furniture), and often one or both of the cats will accompany me. We have harnesses and leads from their airplane trip down here, so I figured I'd put them to good use while soothing my anxieties that they'd be stupid enough to jump for a bird.

( a whole lot of nothin' )