Today is 27th Sestia, 12AS...a Oshunday

"Oshunday is The Second Day. Oshun is a Yaruban Goddess of Love and Sweet Waters, worshiped as a River Goddess in Nigeria and as a Orisha in Brazilian Candomblé. She is chosen chosen because She gets the week to 'flow with Her Love and Beauty'."

Addendum D [Calendar for A New Matriarchy]

Random

~We got the approval call on the rental around noonish, on my phone prolly 'cause I was the last to call them. I was out at the store and Le-Le wasn't up just yet. We were both simply too fucking fried to go over there and do the 'walk-through' and the paperwork, so we're going over to do that this morning.

I had an annoying day otherwise. Some phone appointment letter from the SSA for next Thursday – smack in the middle of moving - and my Happy Pill prescription ran out. It should have been for another fucking five months. They don't have any mental health services at Rural Health, so give me my fucking meds and leave my shit alone.

I had an old number for them and it kept ringing. Called the main hospital and finally got through. While I'm on hold the SSA called me back, so we ran with the phone interview...until their computer system crashed. *sigh* We're gonna try again late morning.

Then I recalled Rural Health and they told me to just have Rite Aid fax a refill request. That'll be ready by the afternoon.

I related all the above nonsense to pharmacist – she knows me – and at least got a laugh outta her. She likes me because I never give her grief when the system has fucked up. I'll bitch the fuck outta the system, but she certainly relates. Pretty simple shit, but there you are.

Now I'm more or less obsessing about the details of the move. JR and his sister are gonna do the real work, paying them because of that, and its not that complex, but I'm twitchy anyway. I suspect I won't fucking chill until it's all over.

That just how I roll....

Random [redux]

~Slept a few hours more and feel almost ready to deal with the elements of moving. I do however reserve the right to whine, moan and bitch about said over the next week and half. I am an American after all. *smirk*

Gonna wake Le-Le up in while and then we'll poodle over to The Warren and 'do the do'. That is the name I've given to this new park. It's actually older than this park, but it's new to us. There are hundreds of lots in this joint and one could easily get lost in there. I've already been doing my map study on the thing.

Once we're in there I expect we are going to spend the rest of the summer sleeping...

Random

~I am being pushed to my maximum endurance.

The 'walk-through' and the signing of papers for the rental went fine and we'll be fully moved by the end of next week.

But I'm not getting a chance to enjoy the relief of that just yet. The SSA interview was fucking stressful and they're sending fucking paperwork that has be filed out 'just so' or my SSI will get reduced. At least I have some time on that.

And then, just as I chilled from that bullshit, the pharmacy calls and says my Happy Pill refill was declined. I called Rural Health and got the 'you have to see the provider' noise. So I gotta go up there tomorrow morning. I told them they were not going to be happy with my visit. I'll be civil, but I do not need to yell or threaten to be unpleasant.

Fucking cunts...

EDIT: I called the main hospital that runs the clinic to make a formal compliant.