So. The foot guy was pretty hilarious. ZERO warm and friendly bedside manner. He was all about the solution and he got on it fast.

My left foot has gross thick toenails and peeling skin. Terbenafine. Take it for 90 days. The skin will clear up after 30. The nails will be better after 90 and back to their original shape and texture in six months. 85% chance it will clear everything up.

My right foot gets a sharp pain irregularly, across the toes and cramps up a lot. He had me point where the pain starts and then he put his thumb near the spot and pressed. HOLY FUCK! Ouch. Then he pressed a couple more places. Not quite as ouch. Pinched nerve. Two cortisone shots. One now and one in August cause he's going on a motorcycle tour of the southwest for the rest of July. 75% chance it will make the pain go away completely. (I've had this pain for years and years and if this actually does fix it, I'm going to apply for some of those years to be returned to me.)

Wild. I assumed he was going to tell me to change shoes, wear inserts. Never go barefoot. Always do this, never do that. But, nope. I did take all my shoes with me. He barely looked at them and would not at all had I not asked him. He gave me the names and model numbers of 3 kinds of shoes to get if I wanted to be comfortable walking. And he told me that the inserts I'm wearing in my shoes right now are the best and the only ones I should ever use.

And that was it. The end. of him until August.

I had to go down and give blood to get a liver test which he assumed would not point out any issues so he went ahead and sent the prescription to the pharmacy. Including the blood test, I was on the road back home at 1:24. My appointment was 1.

I feel like I got more than my $30 (co pay) worth.

I had ordered 3 pair of shoes but all 3 now get returned. One, however, is a keeper but I need a longer size. I did all the online return bit. They all go to the same place - UPS. I'll take them in the morning.

It is hotter than a fire cracker out there. I'm in the elbow now waiting for my house cleaner to finish. It's pretty warm in here but she's about done and I can go home where it is very cool.

Yesterday, I was on my way down to pick up a package. When I went by Myrna's apartment, the door was open and Dick and Jan were moving in!! I don't know if they slept there last night but they sure got all their shit delivered. It was so good to see them. They were in a tussle about where to put what furniture and so I got the heck out of there.

Marketing usually gives us (neighbors) a few days notice and information about the new neighbor but, apparently, this time, they just dropped the ball. My friend, Martha, who has lots of new neighbors says they pretty much have lost the ball entirely. Marketing was never high on my Timber Ridge list of Things That Are Good anyway.

I picked up the letter from the HOA management group and, yep, they want another month of dues. Fuck you, strong letter to follow. They were to have submitted a final bill to the title company. The title company then weaves it into my closing. The closing shows I paid for 1 day and I'm not even sure how that happened, as I had paid the dues for May already. The letter says to sign on to my account for details. And, of course, they have closed my account. So I sent an email this morning saying that my records show I owe $0. I no longer own the condo. If they want the $832.19, they are going to need to send me a lot more detail about my account activity, why they want the money, what it is for and why they billed the title company incorrectly.

[OOOh. Just got a reply Please disregard the letter received. It was processed as our office was waiting to receive the closing documentation for the sales transaction. Nothing additional is required on your part. Coolio!]

And... last night, I removed 3 stars from my review of the window shade company and added a bit about their lack of response when there was a problem they caused (or didn't see). This morning, I got an email from them. Surprise! It sounds like, after a bit of hassle, they are going to come rehang the shade. Maybe. I'm not changing the review yet, maybe or ever.

I have a UPS package coming today from Amazon but it's not anything I can find an order for... hmmmm

Oh dear. I just got a call from Joan (next door). She is have massive mobility issues and back problems and is confined to her apartment 'and going crazy'. I am sorry, because of all of us she needs to be around people more than anyone. I honestly do not have any sense of the line between offering a little neighborly help and being the designated caregiver. So I'm erring on the side of the line that does as little as possible. She is the official card - welcome, happy birthday, sorry you are sick, etc. person and usually makes a welcome poster for new people when marketing tells us the new person is moving in. But since marketing did not... Jan, yesterday, said it would be great to have a list of the residents here on the hall with photos so I made her one and left a note for Joan that I had done that. She called to thank me and to passive aggressively get my assistance with everything else. I thought about texting Bonny about Joan but, the line... I don't want to trip.

My podiatrist appointment is at 1 and it's housecleaning day. I think I'll strip the bed this morning and maybe do a load of laundry.