Day 157 of Sheltering In

Monday. Regarding where my daughter lives...there is oversight..OIG (Office of the Inspector General.) My daughter has seen 3 housemates file complaints and it appears nothing happened after OIG staff met with them. My daughter is all set to move into the new apartment complex about 2 miles from my home, we are just awaiting the final work to be done and the building inspector to approve the complex for habitation. I can’t have that screwed with. That is something that takes a long time to earn and a long time to actually get into an apartment. There are waitlists and my daughter is at the top of the list and has been assured multiple times that she will get one of the new apartments. She actually reached the top of the list last year, but had she taken a different apartment she could not transfer to one of the newly built apartments. As was recommended to her by the Director and Asst Director, she should wait for the new apartments to be built and finished, and she will get one.

I have and will continue to advocate for my daughter with the Director and Asst Director when my daughter’s attempts to advocate for herself don’t work out as they should. When my daughter recently had a medical issue, she called me from the back of a paramedic vehicle moments before I was going to call. Staff jerked her around even though she had called her insurance 24 hour nurse hotline who told her she needed to go to the ER. I also won’t hesitate to call the police if any member of my family is attacked by Nutjob.

In 💩 news, Nutjob has to stay at the group home during the day because she may have the coronavirus. She was tested today. She’s coughing. That doesn’t mean she has it. I cough all the time because I have allergies and post nasal drip. I doubt she has it, but I told my daughter any time she leaves her bedroom she has to wear a mask. 

I took my car to the body shop recommended by my insurance. I don’t like them. I took my Pilot there for a 2nd opinion after repairs were supposedly done and they told me I needed a new tailgate, even though the tailgate had already been replaced. So you can understand my trepidation at having them repair the paint on my Buick. I got the emailed estimate and I don’t for a minute believe it. First of all, it appears many of the scratches from the keying Friday were not listed on the estimate. Second of all, the estimate is for $130.00 (2.6 hours labor to buff out the scratches). The guy told me if they buff it out and accidentally go through the clear coat it will be more money. Ummm, you make a mistake you pay for it, not me. Also, we pointed out other scratches not from Friday’s incident, like my stupid side swiping the cement posts at a gas station less than a month after I bought it. (I thought I had taken care of that but they have reappeared. Obviously I don’t know what I’m doing.) And there were other scratches. If it’s under the $500 deductible and we told you about those scratches and you took photos of those scratches, then include them in the darn estimate! If I have to pay for this and it’s all just buffing and polishing, then do every darn scratch on the Buick. Just take care of them all! It’s on me anyway. Call it punishment for being a dumbash for not just leaving Walmart, leaving J Town and shopping somewhere somewhat safer. I got some payments refunded because I qualify for a special program, so I can just throw that money at it. I plan on keeping the Buick at least as long as the Pilot (15 years and counting), so I want to take good care of it. Until I win the lottery, that’s my plan.😉

PT was today. M was my physical therapist. She is just always brutal! A bunch of new exercises. Some pretty heavy strength building. Which is good for my L shoulder, but I’m not anywhere near ready for the R shoulder. I can feel the burn in my forearms. M told me next visit they will add working on my R knee again. I can’t wait! 

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