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O/T Some marital bliss advice please.

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So, we have a two segment garbage bin.  Which side does the trash go on, and which side does the recycling go on?

We have had it one way for 2.5 years, and now, "someone" has switched it.

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So, very carefully pick the sides, Left or Right, for trash and for recycling.  Please.  Our connubial bliss may ride on your answers.

Happy New Year!

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I hope everyone's new year is going well.

Mine is good... but......

I left mom and dad's on Tuesday.  I drove from Austin to Las Vegas.  My car that was blasted by a huge hail storm at the end of Sept and took two months to get fixed had to get home.  I tested (-) for COVID on Sunday and left for home Tuesday AM.  1200 + miles. I love road trips but still not yet fully recovered from COVID it was a long two days.  Pretty much uneventful other than the beautiful vistas.  I overnighted in Las Cruces NM.  

I pulled into our garage at 6PM yesterday.  

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Happy New Year!

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COVID central for the Rags clan ... we all went to bed early last night.  Not that sleep was happening with the WW3 of neighborhood fireworks raging around us.  Normally I would have been blowing stuff up with everyone else.  This time, it was just annoying.

The Skid, DW, me, mom, and dad are all grinding through day 5 of being COVID+.  SS tested + after traveling back to his duty statuion. He called his mom with that information and I ran and bought tests for the 4 of us at mom and dad's. We all tested +.

I knew it was possible! The Christmas Miracle.

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Merry Christmas Eve STalker-verse.

The skid made it in on time last evening.  All is good.  DW, the Spawn and my mom and dad were hot after the catch up visit at the butt crack of Dawn this AM.  I dozed.

My dad was interrogating SS on his work, life, .... etc.  The only thing missing was the bright spot light in SS's face.  My dad likes to know..... everything.

We just ran out the door for last possible second grocery and gift shopping.    First stop, Sprouts for some last minute low carb ingredients.  And then the miracle happened. 
 

The hit man has been canceled!

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The kid called this AM, and.... the kid has plane tickets!

He will survive. But just barely.  I hit send on the text to the hit man canceling taking the Skid out just as the explosive package was being placed at his door.

Kidding of course.

This grouchy demanding StepDad's heart is full.  It moves me immensely how much he is a part of all of us. 

Cray 2

Ha-hmmmmmm

O/T - Missed interview call, stupid diabetic tricks, needles in both eyes and shredded man cards.

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DW made her grandmother's peanut butter balls for a office party yesterday. I had one in the evening. I entered a correction in my insulin pump, and... forgot to confirm the correction so it never dosed.  As we tucked in... I felt high BG and tested (my glocuse monitoring system provider jacked up my sensor order so I am perforating my fingers a dozen of so times a day).   I corrected and fell asleep.

O/T From lunch plans to hearbreak.

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From lunch plans to hearbreak.

I was about to leave for lunch with my former #2 who recently reached out to reconned after he resigned from our former company.  I texted him to let him know I was leaving for the Greek place he selected.

He replied a few minutes later that he would have to ask for a rain check on lunch.  He had just received the call that his dad passed.

He and I were in a 1:1 ~2yrs ago when he got the call that his dad had just been Dx'd with stage 4 cancer and only had about 4mo to live.  I had a hand on his shoulder as he sobbed on that call.

O/T My on the spectrum former #2 reached out yesterday.

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He resigned in early Oct.  The company ran through the senior level of management like a dose of salts through the summer. All but one of the highest compensated leaders (my level) are gone.  They replaced me in Aug, and that individual resigned in Sept.

It is that bad.

Apparently the client decided to remove that level of leadership.

My former #2 wants to do lunch next week.

He and I did reach a decent place with each other the second time he was my #2.  

O/T - Update on my hail pummeled car.

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Last Sat dad and I stopped by the paintless dent repair shop to check in on our vehicles.  Dad's new hood had been delivered and was in the paint shop getting painted. My bumper had still not been delivered.  So, I bought plane tickets to get home to my bride so we could head out this Saturday for TG with my ILs in SpermLand.

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