June 21st, 2012

20111112, Marilee

Incompetent USPS

Last week, I got the Monday and Tuesday mail in, but I went out very early Wednesday (too hot in the day) with the trash & recycling and when I saw the mail truck go by, I figured I'd just pick that mail up on the way in Thursday from the new psych (seems pretty good so far). I stopped on the way in, and something has been shoved under the latch. I wiggle the latch, but can't get it to move towards me at all. When I come in, I look up the number to call and that person gave me the number for my post office (now in my sim).

I called Friday as soon as they opened and she said my part of the city was under the other supervisor's responsibility and she would give her the info. I called again right before they closed and she'd forgotten what she'd told the other supervisor so I gave it to her again. By then there was three days of mail in the little cluster box and I was pretty sure it wouldn't fit Saturday's in. Well, on my way to bookgroup, the latch was still blocked. On the way back, the latch worked! But the box was empty as was the open large parcel box. No mail on my stoop or porch, and the USPS was closed. So I went to the USPS very early this Monday and when a woman called for people who were picking things up, I went over. I explained and she got a big pack of mail (I meant to take James' tote bag in, but forgot), checked my driver's license letter by letter, and then asked me if I'd picked up my mail. I told her that the latch was blocked so I couldn't get my mail. We went through that four times and then I said the supervisor could probably figure it out and she let me leave with the pack.

It turns out that the person who brought the mail last week was a substitute and didn't realize that when people say the latch is blocked, it's true. This is the fourth time this has happened; the first time was my regular guy and when he was notified, he brought me the mail and apologized like crazy. He's back this week, but I can't go out until next week (supposed to be near 100 tomorrow), so I'll have to tell him about it then.
20111112, Marilee

Good Days, Bad Days

Last Monday I did the laundry, as I posted, but I also got the books that I don't want to keep out of the bookshelf. I had two where I wasn't sure and I read 20 pages of each and put them in the rolling cart with the others to go to bookgroup (and took them out of the bookbase).

Then I did something I've been planning to do. The middle drawer on the back of the bed has been empty for a while so I moved everything a drawer down and left the middle on the front side empty. I took both it and the drawer near the head there and put them on the bed on towels. I got as much fur as I could from under their places and then cleaned both drawers out. I moved about half the things from the top drawer to the middle drawer, using the plastic baskets I have left from when I sold Bali. I have all the real medical stuff in the top drawer and the other bed things -- people wrap, cat snackies, hair things -- in the middle drawer. It's been great to be able to just stick my hand in the appropriate drawer and get what I want instead of rooting around in the top drawer.

On the other hand, in the last five days, I've accidentally hit four of the plastic tumblers I'm already using and knocked them on the ground. I had to move to the plastic ones because I'm not supposed to clean up broken glass (I'm keeping those, just in case) and I don't want to call someone in the middle of the night to come help. I moved to the six Tupperware ones I had long before I got sick. I used them for picnics or backyard meetings and so forth and they do come with tops. Six isn't enough because I usually run the dishwasher when it's full every 10 days or so and I got four more that aren't quite the same, but still have tops (with openings for straws). So now I'm moving to those. They'll be better than using towels to dry lots of things off, but I'm starting to feel like I'm incompetent. I know that's not true, but I never planned to have to move back down the years this soon.