AMAZINGLY UNINTERESTING THINGS

Long ago I used to (jokingly) say that I'm the most interesting person I know.

Ever since I was seriously sick last summer, I've become the most uninteresting person I know. I have nothing to talk about except my ill health and daily mundane things.

My salad days are officially over. 

The good news about my recent CT scan is indeed a monumental relief (see previous post) but there's a lot more negative things to contend with.

Take one day at a time, Jon

Here on the rustic homestead, I've had some good news. 

Last week, a man was supposed to come on Friday to bush hog my property (for $150). He didn't show up because it rained. 

On Thursday (the previous day) two strange workers came to my door and said they would cut my grass for free! I couldn't believe my ears.....and I couldn't resist the offer.

It turns out that the ambulance attendant (who transported me to the ER on several occasions) arranged to have my grass mowed - - I was truly astounded.

Incidentally, I knew that my property currently didn't need to be bush hogged. There was only grass to mow.

And another recent surprise occurred.

(never use a  conjunction at the beginning of a sentence)

I had been planning to have gravel put down on my notoriously treacherous driveway. One of the home care nurses secretly arranged it. Two days ago a big red dump truck arrived and lined my driveway with gravel and stones. I asked how much I owed. The driver said it was free!

The genuine kindness of the people around here is beyond belief.

AND (ha ha)

Walmart quickly gave me a complete refund for my large order which was "lost" or delayed in transit.

Good things have been happening lately, except for one strange and unexpected negative.

A few days ago I got a call from the company that fixed my furnace last November. They said my payment was never received. I was shocked into oblivion, since I sent them a check for $285.

I called my bank to check my account. They had no record of a check for that amount in November. It must have been lost in the mail......or something.

I wrote another check but was very hesitant to mail it. I called the furnace company and told them to have someone come and get the check in person. They did.

It was rather odd that they waited five months to tell me about the missing payment......

I hate writing checks, since  I now pay all of my bills online.

AND

(there's that pesky conjunction again)

I no longer have a credit card - - which I had since I was about twenty (two hundred years ago).

I try to live as simple as possible.......which isn't simple.

I took some extremely bland and boring photos of the front "yard" last Monday, while I was waiting in my wheelchair for the transport ride to Cookeville.

I didn't yet have the gravel driveway.

Jon

The door at the Cookeville Cancer Center, where I was waiting for my ride to go home.

A snake on my front porch, which I tossed into the yard.