Living Conditions part 1

 Doesn’t appear that I have posted anything about the refrigerator or our disastrous issue STILL at hand. I had created a post about our situation – though not the fridge specifically.  It was posted on February 16, 2023.  I had it up for a day before I took it down.  The title had given away the name of our insurance company as well as their logo smashing a house.  But as they still hadn’t paid anything, I took it down temporarily. 

We have since collected a partial payment which is better than nothing but still not enough and we do plan on changing insurance companies (Richard thought he would save money by bundling, but I was happy with our former company and hope that they will take us back because I really am not impressed with the one that we are with currently) and also have a problem with the contractor – but that is another post of itself.

So let me now take you on the beginning of our “living conditions” journey:

We had purchased a brand new refrigerator probably ten years ago.  When we  moved from West Valley to Myrtle Creek we had brought our fridge with us.  When we lived on Jenny our fridge lived in the garage.  We used it but not the automatic water dispenser as it was not hooked up to the waterline. 

We did hook it up to the hose when we moved to tri city.  With each move that poor refrigerator seemed to take a beating.  We were looking at fridges in August of last year but were having a hard time finding one with the dimensions that would fit the allotted space.  Since the pandemic started companies have stopped making the smaller refrigerators and all fridges that are currently manufactured have are 36 inches wide.  Our allotted space is 34.  And we’d need it even smaller than that in order for the fridge to breathe – which the one we had was not.  That may have been what caused it to fail completely. 

The signs were there and we had been looking, but once Biff and his family moved in we had stopped looking – until the second Wednesday in January of this year.  Richard and I were already on our way to the big city of Roseburg when Clair called fearing her position of bearing bad news.  I think she and Biff had the worst of it as they were assigned clean-up duty while Richard and I diverted our plans and ended up at an appliance store that had some dated fridges that were less than 34 inches. 

Most of the items from the fridge itself cook be salvaged and had been moved into the back fridge (the one we had reserved solely for drinks because the fridge itself had only cost 5.00 and so we didn’t know how reliable it would be) but everything in the freezer had been left at a 56+ temperature and had to be thrown away.  They had filled a black trash bag with rotten food.  It makes me gag just to write about it.

A week later our obviously smaller fridge arrived and Richard hooked it up – but couldn’t quite figure out the hose (though he had the ability with the old fridge . . . don’t understand what had happened) thus he called the plumber to assist.  But when the fridge was pulled away from the designated area it was discovered that there was a large area of water damage that had accumulated over the years (probably the source of the initial water damage found in this post) .  https://beneaththewraps.blogspot.com/2022/08/we-are-so-blessed.html

The plumbers called a company that had worked on our house prior to our trip to California.  They worked under the house to restore to being dry.  The insurance company told us that they do not pay for “under the house”; our initial one did.  Anyway, the source of where the water had come from remained unknown until the fridge incident – which was in the opposite part of the house; it hadn’t occurred to any of us to look there as the source.

Anyway, though we felt we had been cheated by the contractor I did like the employees.  We learned that the company had/had a new owner who may not have the experience needed to run the company.  I hear they are down to only three employees.  Everyone else who had worked on our house (and there have been A LOT) have quit.  Lack of communication?  I would highly suspect that has a lot to do with it.  I want our former insurance and their contractors to serve us again.

I never did feel good allowing them to do what they did.  Too late now.  Will post “progress” pictures tomorrow.  Meanwhile . . . well, you’ll see . . .

The Last Two Personalities

 

I understand the need for plans – especially when others are involved – but overall I am a spontaneous gal.  I don’t like to plan.  Plans don’t always go accordingly.  If things are done spontaneously, there is less disappointment on my end.

Scenarios:  planning Jaime’s birthday party around the unpredictable weather – or in the case of her “sweet sixteenth” the pandemic . . .

Activities and events have to be planned out and announced ahead of time to get a good turnout – one would hope.  My jeopardy game (here) was cancelled three years in a row before it finally came to pass 

You book your tickets in advance so that you have a guarantee.  You choose September believing it will be cooler.  Who knew there’d be a heatwave and fires that late in the year?  But you aren’t able to get a refund.  So now what?  There is no plan B.

 

According to Google An assertive person is more calm, confident, and laid-back, while a turbulent person is more anxious, self-conscious, and perfectionist.  I can see why one is 54 and the other 46.  So close.  

I am a lot more organized in a work setting than I am with my personal life.  If I have deadlines to reach I stay on task and endure until the job gets done.  There doesn’t seem to be a lot of spontaneity in the work situation.  

Perhaps that is why I don’t get excited about careers or goals.  Yes, I am ambitious to a degree, but in my personal life spontaneity just seems to work out better than the disappointments of having plans fall through.

52% Feeling

 

I think in many cases the “personality” quizzes are geared towards job/career and not so much “personal” life.  But I seldom ever take a quiz with a job in mind, let alone a career.  Why not just make a career out of uplifting others?  Even if it means one doesn’t get paid.  Money isn’t everything.  Nor does it necessarily equal success.  Not in my book anyway.

There have been many times I have passed up opportunities or advance in promotion when I know that someone else can benefit.  I think putting another’s happiness before my own can make me equally as happy if not more than if I allowed myself to take the reigns. 

One example that comes to mind is when a friend and I had joined a bowling team.  One of the members was a single guy who seemed to be interested in both of us, and I knew she liked him.  I could have gone out with him but thought she might do better in his company.  They were married and as far as I know are still together. 

I do tend to allow my emotions to get the better (or worst?) of me – especially when finances are involved.  I don’t think I’m nearly as sentimental as I used to be – still I do miss items based on sentimentality and not so much financial worth.  I will generally follow my heart over more head – or at least wish that I would.  When I go by my head it generally has a negative effect.

I used to be impatient with others for not understanding my point of view but have gone from tolerance to an almost compassionate state.  I didn’t think I would ever say or feel this, but I know that having Biff and Clair here has been really good for me.  They are different people who think different thoughts, experience different emotions and will never change to my way of thinking or how I feel. 

The diversity in our household right now is less than ideal but somehow has created a sense of peace and acceptance.  Be lying if I said I was totally happy with the situation.  I would still like my own space but have come to realize that they are more important.

Richard will often turn the TV on to Maury or some other related show where people argue in front of the camera.  I don’t enjoy watching people argue or take pleasure in other’s misery.  It isn’t funny.  It’s sad and pathetic.  I don’t support that kind of behavior.  And yet there are many in the nation who thrive on it.  The disrespect between others boost ratings.  Violence is fun to watch.  I don’t get it.  It either upsets or disgusts me. 

I do tend to allow my emotions to control me more than I control them, but I am learning.  I hope that through the experiences that I am currently experiencing that I have become a better person than I was last week or last month – surely I am a better person than I was a year ago.

I tend to let the weather control my mood also.  I don’t know how to change that one.

81 Observant

 

Next is 81 observant.  That seems to fit the Introvert portrait as far as I can tell.  I may be intuitive to a small degree but overall I am not. I have become aware that not one size will fit all and what works best for one situation may not even apply to another.  I think this post provides some good insight as to the difference between observant and judgment 

I do enjoy going to art museums for a short time.  I enjoy some works while others do not appeal to me.  I don’t enjoy discussing “what this piece means” or “abstract and balance and all whatever else there is”.  I like art for the eye appeal not because of one’s (artist included) interpretation.  Just let me enjoy with my eyes.

However I do find myself wondering about why certain lyrics were written or what meaning a song has for the author.  Usually I will like a song based upon the music before I even know what the words are. I don't know why I am willing to explore lyrics that I hear as opposed to what I see.

I am more comfortable being observant than intuitive.

Personality on Hold

          I have posted only two of six thoughts on the personality quiz that I took.  Thus I have four to go but will wait before posting the next as today is Jai’s birthday.  We had her spring break.  It was good to have her home.  We played a few games with one another.  Sadly not with the entire family as our house is in disarray and has been for the entire year due to water damage and contractor delays (which really is another post within itself) and thus lack of room. 

Jaime had actually had to resort to sleeping in a bed rather than on the floor which she seems to prefer. No floor space in the room that started out as the office but houses Ally’s possessions.  Jaime will need her own room come summer and it doesn’t appear that the others will be leaving anytime soon.

Jaime spent her last weekend with some friends at a lake house near Reedsport.  She did not return until after three.  Richard and I loaded her up and drove her back to Ashland.  It started snowing before we returned to Myrtle Creek.  Hit a few pockets of snow and slowed traffic on our return in the dark.  I would have suggested to just stop off somewhere for the night but I have a doctor’s appointment in half an hour.

I know at least four people who have birthday's today.  I only went to Jaime's wall for a personal greeting and posted a gif for all four on my wall tagging each of them.  First day of no mask wearing in the Oregon health care (at least for now) 

87% Introverted

     Popularity was never important to me, but I wasn't thrilled about being bullied.  I guess I did okay as an outcast and perhaps that is what shaped me from lacking the desire to be social.

A strong lean toward being introverted came as no surprise to me.  I have always preferred being alone or in really small groups.  I have never really been one to strike up conversations – especially with the unknown though my role in the RS presidency has pushed me out of my comfort zone.  I find that I do enjoy greeting people and getting to know them – like the speed friendship activities. 

I don’t enjoy large groups.  I don’t initiate activities.  I avoid leadership roles – though I have become more comfortable with taking charge . . . well, maybe not.  For instance, if I am asked to teach I make myself a conductor and ask questions that I pray will lead in a direction other than myself.  I don’t normally enjoy drawing attention to myself.

One question asked if I had had an exhausting day would I like to wind down with a social activity.  To me that is NOT winding down.  Give me a book.  Give me YouTube.  Give me my kindle. Give me a deck of cards so that I might play solitaire. I would prefer no people if I’m trying to wind down. 

Diving Into Another Speculative Truth . . . . maybe

 

Biff sent one of those personality quizzes to Richard who in turn sent it to me.  His given personality was/is Advocate and mine came out Adventurer.  Apparently there are 14 more.  I was not surprised by the results of either one of them. 

Many of the same statements you either agree with, disagree or remain neutral.  The results indicate your introverted level compared to being extraverted, being observant as opposed to intrusive.  Those two fields were obviously one way or another for me – without my even taking the quiz. 

Everything else was about neutral for me.  Feeling over thinking (in other words relying on my emotions over my brains) prospecting over judging which actually surprised me as so often I have been a conclusion jumper and do tend to judge others unfairly.  Turbulent as opposed to assertive. 

April starts tomorrow.  I plan to detail the five areas just a bit more based on comments and how I leaned and why. 

What Happened?

I had thoughts that

didn’t get posted or even

written to transfer into

 

Today is Steven’s birthday

Jaime’s is on the 3^rd.

Currently she is

at home but will

have to return before

her birthday as that is

when school starts again

 

Richard purchased some

bedsheets for Jaime and I

made the bed that

Ally never sleeps in. 

I thought Ally might get

excited about the décor on

the bed and so marked it with a

happy birthday sign so that

she would know it

was for Jaime.

 

Ally has been sick ever since

I don’t think she has even been

in the room since before

Jaime arrived.

Poor kid. 

Doesn’t have a typical childhood.

That’s for sure.

Gray and Dismal

 

Almost every morning

I will look out the window

and notice that the sky

and much of the scenery

have seemed to disappear.

 

Gradually the fog will lift

and the scenery will start

to show along with the sky. 

 

It is passed noon and

there is still a hollow and

pale gray lingering where

the sky normally hangs. 

 

It is dismal and wet. 

I would like to see

some color.

Eye Candy vs. Ugly Desserts

     Jai and I had watched one of those brain game shows.  The focus was on what food appearance is acceptable to the brain.  There were two booths offering brownies.  The free brownies were made to look like dog poop.  Not at all appealing.  The brownies that were not free did LOOK more appealing and pleasing to the eye – but in reality had only been made to look that way but were rather dry.  In my personal experience whenever I have gone to luncheons or parties or such, overall the beautiful ones that appeal to the eyes don’t seem as tasty as the uglier brownies.    The dog poop looking brownies in reality were the better tasting brownie – and not just because they were free.  They were moist and gooey and everything you would expect from a great brownie. 

And it isn’t just brownies, it’s all desserts. I remember my mom ordering German Chocolate Pie one time.  To me it looked like someone had dumped a can of dog food on top the pie crust.  But, oh, it was delicious.  Turned out I really liked German Chocolate Pie!  I have learned that I can eat ugly food and enjoy it more than “eye appealing” food that seems to have more work invested into the presentation part and not so much the taste. 

Frosting can be fun or toppings – such as Voodoo doughnuts that seem to be the main contributing factor – much more important than what lies beneath.  Take the birthday cake that was presented at this morning’s Relief Society birthday party.  I guess I should have taken a picture but did not and so have this rough idea of what I saw.  Thick frosting over cupcakes meant to look like one big sheet cake.  I am more interested in the cake part than the frosting.  But this cake was dry.  Even with the ice cream I tried to combine it with.  In this case the cake was purchased solely on the presentation and not the taste. 

I think it quite unfair to make a product appeal to the eye and not have it designed for the mouth at all.  Ugly might not appeal to the eyes but if I like what I’m tasting, I would rather go with ugly that invests more into taste rather than just “eye candy”.

Woe Resolved

There are a few hand driers that

will accept my hands and work

for me – but not all.

 

Two weeks ago Richard and I decided to cut

our entertainment services. 

With one company we were offered a

second line to accompany the mobile

phone that I already have. 

Richard decided to pay off my phone and

upgraded his phone plan with the carrier that I am

using but they would not accept his phone. 

They have different styles to choose from. 

One was a flip phone option. 

Seriously.  That was not an option when I

first opened my account – and

the prices were lower for the plan that

Richard wants than when I had opened. 

 

It is less than his current plan with

a different carrier.

Thus we decided to add him to my plan and since

they have flip phones available, I decided

that I would go back to a flip phone and

Richard decided that he would use

 my brick touch screen.

 

My phone came a week ago today. 

We talked to a wonderful representative

living in Florida. 

My phone was up and running –

well, for four hours anyway.

Sadly our carrier was experiencing

problems before we could successfully

transfer Richard’s cell number from his old

phone to my brick. 

We were told to call back in

three hours.  I was certain we would not

get that awesome worker we had

previously talked to. 

 

Our next call was with someone in

North or South Carolina.

She did not seem to have as much experience

as the first. 

Earlier that morning we had called on

Richard’s phone to set up my phone. 

We used my brand new phone to talk to

the customer service rep in Carolina and

were cut off before the transaction was

complete.  That isn’t good.  We did not have

service on either of our provided carrier phones. 

 

I did have a temporary number that had been

set up by our carrier. 

We used that and talked to another rep who

had loads of experience and talked with

authority and admitted that someone had

messed up. 

Evidently Richard’s number had been placed

 on both the flip phone and the brick. 

The issue with his phone and number was

resolved by the end of the night.

 I had a temporary number up until yesterday. 

Nice to finally have my old number back.

 

I do not like the orbic phone nearly as much as

the three featured red ones that can be found on

yesterday’s post.

Why can’t I go back to my

Easyfone as I liked it best?

  Better than the orbic.

Electronics Don't Know My Hands

 

I don't know if there is enough

blood in my hands or

whatever it is that the 

i phones or electronic sinks or

touch screens sense from the

human touch - but I don't seem

to have it and so get frustrated

with devices not recognizing my touch.

I went back to a flip phone. 

It isn’t red but it does

fit in my pocket. 

I no longer have to have

a special wallet in order to

tote my brick phone.

I’ve had flip phones before but this

will take some adjusting.

I will no longer be able to “talk”

my messages or use a keyboard but

have to do one letter at a time by

pressing a number several times. 

Texting has never been my

favorite thing – especially

group texts but it is fine.  I

don’t need it.  

I need the phone

to be a phone.

That is all.

Follow up to this post tomorrow 

I hope