Stop Pussyfootin’ Around

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That’s me this morning! I have quit pussyfootin’ around waiting for the Podiatrist office to call me. I got on the horn and got things moving (unlike my body at the moment). This heel pain is progressively getting worse. Now the heel is lookin’ a mite purple. Hmmm … Time to get some action! After a polite conversation with the Nurse, I have an appointment at a local Foot & Ankle doctor in Waycross for 8 am tomorrow. That’s service! There’s a crisp new file folder in my drawer with the doctor’s name, contact info, and forms, awaiting surgery instructions and such, something I do with every new surgery. The adventure begins folks!

Hubby had to spend the time on the phone with his insurance company this morning. And then with Socialist Security getting all his ducks in a row. That’s finished. I hope. I see that we’re making less this year because of Medicare. He received an increase, of sorts, but it and then some is all going to pay for Medicare which is being used to shore up ObamaDoesntGiveARatsCare. So, our income just took a heavy hit. Geez, thanks Demoncrats. May you rot in … I am exceedingly grateful that Hillary didn’t win. There’s that bright spot anyway.

Sorry. I blame the foot pain. It’s making me as grumpy as a bear with a sore paw.

At least I can still ride and drive. It’s only walking or standing that’s painful.

All the Christmas decorations are down and put away in the attic for another year. This time, instead of just throwing everything into the boxes with a vague (always broken) promise of organizing them next year, I took the time to do so this season. I’m glad I did that now. Oh, and no more cardboard or paper is to be put in the attic. I didn’t know that paper attracts roaches. Hopefully, I’ve helped solve that little problem too.

This morning we have been ‘putting out fires’. Hope you’re day is going smoothly and with a lot less smoke.

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