It gets worse. Because first I realized my goal weight has to be adjusted for actual height (just call me the incredible shrinking crandc) so instead of 10 lbs. from goal it's more like 15 or 20. Then the printout doctor's office handed me included a computer generated paragraph you have moderately high BMI. Visit the link to schedule to discuss your weight.
I am 10 lbs. less than I was when I went there last year. Getting a lecture from a computer that I am too fat, the most polite thing I can say is it's not helpful. Hardly motivating. Feels more like fat shaming. At a time when everyone who knows me comments about weight loss.
Now I am going way off topic and I'm going to rant. As in RANT!!!!! Feel free to skip.
Got a note in my slot from manager of community that my house needs repainting. Colors must be approved in advance. To be completed in two months. I told him I know porch & deck in bad shape and sheds all but falling down. I already had someone lined up to take care of them when he finishes another job. How about doing those and just touching up house? Non-negotiable. OK. But can I postpone house painting until winter since there is no way to do the job without damaging my plants? Wait until garden is dormant and everything cut back. Non-negotiable. It is currently dark gray, which I don't like, it looks like a prison. But going from dark color to light means multiple coats of primer. I suggested dark blue. Close enough to not need as much prep. We can no longer paint houses in dark colors. He wants them all to harmonize. In any normal neighborhood houses are all different colors and it looks fine.
At which point I lost my temper and asked if my cat is an acceptable color.
My contractor walked me around the house. It was built in the 1980s and probably not repaired since. Much of the siding is in bad shape and has to be replaced. Just praying framing underneath is still sound. It's not just a paint job, he has to practically rebuild the house. Cost about $25,000. Which I don't have. With my once-in-a-lifetime tax return, which I had planned on using for other things, which won't happen, I have about $5000. Rest has to come from cashing in retirement. At a time when stock market is tanking and Weaker of the House announced there will be drastic cuts in Social Security and Medicare in a few years. (But congress members have to be allowed stock trades since they can't live on their $174,000 a year salary plus perks.)
This is the same manager who unilaterally decreed no more feeding neighborhood cats. I go out every day before first light to feed my three kitties. First light in June is 5 AM. Which is why I fell asleep before the game ended. I think he hates cats, plants, and people.
Meanwhile a war started in a temper tantrum looks endless, there are pogroms in Ireland, genocide in Gaza and Israeli civilians also dying, we are having a heat wave. I visited a friend in Marin last Saturday and stood in her kitchen screaming f bombs for ten minutes. Because I drove all the way to Marin I had to refill my Corolla. It cost $57.
I have been cycling between rage and despair.
But hey, somewhere a trans girl got kicked off her high school volleyball team, so that makes it all worthwhile, right?
Sorry for the rant.
Going to go brush Lashanna.
