Furnishing an apartment and other things

Finally reached the doctor about the headaches. He prescribed a steroid that come like a Z Pack. First day 6 pills spread out throughout the day, 2nd day 5 pills, and so on until the last day you take one. Did I mention this steroid is like speed? First day, the 6 pill day I finally fell asleep at 6:30am! And I had to get up at 9am to take the car in, A/C recharge. Worked for a couple days and then no more. 

Today was like driving in a sauna. Nothing like cargo shorts and a graphic tee stuck to leather. All the windows and the moon roof open, still my son and I are drenched in sweat. We went to pick up the Boho loveseat for my daughter’s apartment. Solid piece of furniture, obviously kept in a room seldomly used. As each day passes, my daughter informs us of more details. There are 2 openings. They do interviews. Which as I recall for the group home was the same deal. One of the ladies in the apartment was in the same group home as my daughter. They know each other well and get along well. To hear my daughter talk about it the first time it was like she had an “in” with the director. Fingers crossed because we have her living room and dining area furnished. Today we also picked up 2 blonde bi-level end tables that are a perfect match to the blonde circular table I got 2 weeks ago. Crazy they are a perfect match because the end tables came from Indiana. The guy had to cancel on me, we were to meet at a Starbucks in Orland Park. He felt bad about it and met me at the Speedway 4 miles from my house today. I have my old dining room set. So 2 rooms furnished!

Because of all the things happening today, and not being accustomed to having an afternoon medication, I missed it. I remembered because of the head banging headache I had after we started dinner. Took the pills, and a muscle relaxant a couple hours later, and filled an old fashioned ice pack with ice and went to snuggle with Netflix. Well not really, couldn’t find anything to watch.

Tomorrow will be taking photos of the end tables. I think there is a cigarette burn to be dealt with, so I’ll put the photos up on the refinishing and flipping pages and get advice on how to make the repairs.

Lola’s Diner c2001-2018

Need a vacation

Sooo today I had to take my son to his appointment in Oak Brook. This is the second time, normally my spouse drives him. All day I had extreme anxiety over this drive. I hate it. My phone navigation app navigates the route with roads I very much dislike. I don’t like taking Bell Road or Hwy 83. My Tom Tom is MIA. I could easily re-route on that to avoid those roads.

The two year anniversary of the major car accident is in 6 days. I still will not drive the stretch of road where the accident happened. Oh, and my tailgate I took back 3 times to the car repair place treated me like a stupid woman, told me nothing was wrong with it. There was a slight rattle that is very noticeable. That tailgate is now unusable because all the lock assembly is rattling in the tailgate. I’ll have to pay for it, keep the receipt and wish for reimbursement. 

We left on time and arrived on time, however, the drive was not uneventful. Driving on 83, there is an intersecting road before 22nd Street. No signals, no stop signs. Traffic in my direction is going 65-70mph. I come up on that intersecting road and a huge white Suburban shoots out in front of me. I slam the brakes, the BMW directly behind me slam their brakes, I’m panicking and praying at the same time. I don’t see the BMW’s grill and headlights. I slam the brakes, the white Suburban passes and I hit the gas. Somehow I left the BMW in the dust...it didn’t hit me. I get to my son’s appointment and I’m shaking.

Appointment over and the panic sets in again. I remember seeing a ramp for I55 South and I take it, then I see I355 South and I take it. The drive is much shorter than the route there and I get home with no issues.

Still having horrible headaches. Will get ahold of my doctor when they open.

Lola’s Diner c2008-2018

Anniversary and things

On Friday my daughter had her 1 year anniversary at her job as a grocery bagger. My son and I did a Sam’s Club run and picked up a cake and had them write Happy 1 year and her name.

I always try to make sure I go a little overboard when it comes to my kids’ milestones because it is a very big  deal for someone with a serious mental illness to reach any milestone. To get a job and hold a job and to work the same job for a year is really a major accomplishment. Needless to say my daughter was over the moon when we brought the cake out. My spouse thought it was a bit much, but then she didn’t live through their illnesses for the last 11 years and the 25 hospitalizations. So we had a nice celebration.

I talked to my daughter more about the things she needs for her new place. We talked interior design. She really loves the table I snagged and has been driving me crazy about 2 end tables I found that would match well but haven’t been able to set a pickup. They are also MCM and blonde. Crossing my fingers that I can snag them. We talked about how to refinish and came up with some really cool ideas. We also talked about colors. She probably can’t paint any walls or doors, but colors can come from many places. Bathroom towels, rugs; kitchen towels, rugs; wall art, dishes, kitchen canisters, cookware. So lots of places color can be used. I asked her what kind of kitchen canisters. I mentioned Apple, sunflower, grapes, locking canisters, and retro canisters, Kromex Brushed Stainless that I inherited from my Mom. Of course she picked the Kromex. I won’t part with mine, but they can be had on Etsy, and possibly thrift stores.

She noticed the Fiestaware cups and saucers I scored. I told her those go with my set. I’m hoping she doesn’t have Fiestaware taste. I’m kind of hoping for Corelle taste. I’ve seen a lot of it thrifting. 

We are taking it slow, picking up items from thrift when I can. No refinishing will start until all the pieces have been collected. My son will help with the refinishing. It’s going to be fun. I could definitely use  some fun.

Lola’s Diner c2008-2018