send lawyers guns and money

My dad is in the hospital. His wife brought him in because he was unable to speak. Or rather he could speak, but it came out as nonsense. He woke up the next morning completely fine, but they are keeping him so they can run tests. This is the second such incident.

So that's worrying. At least they are trying to get to the root cause this time, which is an improvement. Last time they just said, eeeeh, he's probably dehydrated and sent him home.

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Lord Brock had his cardiac consultation. (I should be mad that my cat is able to see a specialist in less than a week, but honestly I'm too tired.) He has thickening of one of the valves and that's causing backwash, hence the heart murmur. It's not immediately life-threatening and it doesn't preclude his dental surgery but it's another thing to keep an eye on.

I am going to rename him Colonel Steve Austin because ouch.

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I am trying to expand my cooking horizons. It seems ridiculous to spend the amount of money I did on a kitchen and not learn how to cook. And like, in theory cooking your own food is cheaper right? Which will help me pay for the fuck-off expensive kitchen.

I may have logicked myself into a corner here.

Anyway, I bring this up only because I decided to experiment with a West Indian curry tonight. I made a very large error when I estimated the amount of habanera to put in and hooo boy.

Despite the fact that it scorched the eyebrows right off my face it was otherwise delicious. Definitely making this again.

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I took the last week off work thinking I would use the time for organizing. I think I was fairly productive? As it turned out my timing was good because the lawyer came through and so that sucked up a lot of time.

I am starting to lose my patience with the contractor. I think I've been pretty reasonable up until now about cutting him a lot of slack around health issues and staff issues and every other fucking thing that can go wrong. (And has.) But I gave him a (written!) list of three things that I really need from him.
1. A breakdown of what I have paid for so far, given that the original costing went completely off the rails.
2. A breakdown of the new work with numbers.
3. Dates for when everything that is outstanding is going to get finished. I especially said that I need to know when the stuff around the energy audit is going to happen.

After poking at him about it for the last three weeks he finally dropped off an envelope this week. It has item 2. Only.

OK, look.

I wrote down everything I needed from this guy. On paper. Numbered in order of importance. It took him three fucking weeks to ignore two-thirds of what I asked for?

Buncha texting back and forth happened and in theory he will be here this week where we can talk about it in person. In the meantime I'm hunting for somebody else who can do the weatherproofing needed for the energy audit, because for fuck sake, this has been waiting since July and I'm on my second extension.

I have a bad habit of being the person that gets put on the back-burner because I don't complain. But here's the thing, just because I don't like being an asshole, doesn't mean I'm not perfectly capable of it. And now I'm pissed off.