I hear there's an awful lot of coffee in Brazil... but no iced? Inconceivable!

I got a carful of safety inspectors on their way to a surprise inspection at the big generator plant in Everett, so I expect somebody somewhere was not going to have a good day. I told them I was going to know who to praise when the plant doesn't blow up.

TFW you make a credit card balance to a zero interest card and it shows up on the new card, but is also still showing up on the old card.

I am on hold now, but so help me dog if I transferred some rando person's debt to myself am going to lose it.

I hear there's an awful lot of coffee in Brazil...

My brain made a hopscotch jump from that to get earwormed with Rosemary Clooney singing "Brazil."

ok nice customer service man verified that the account #s match and said it can take 7-10 business days to show up, and we are on business day 4, so, as so often is the case in my life, patience is the answer.

And you like doing that so much! (Will drive by house to see if roof started this weekend.)

oh yeah I did not post here. Seller agreed to all repairs that I requested and the biggest of that is a new roof or significant repair to the front porch roof.

Closing is in 2 weeks!

Worse, McDonald's here doesn't serve breakfast or iced coffee. Iced coffee isn't even a thing most places, despite the heat. Starbucks has cold brew but it's usually not in stock. Some of the fancy coffee shops in the hipster part of town will make coffee tonics, but I really just want a large Dunkin iced, which is unobtainable unless I try to make it myself. Tragic.

Gris, I am sensing a business opportunity.

yay new roof!

Anyone remembering my detailed rant a couple of weeks ago about how pretty much anything having to do with teeth brushing grosses me the fuck out? (I mean, I brush my teeth because I want to keep them, but it's my 2 least favorite parts of the day.)

I'm sitting on the couch just now, innocently eating cheese crackers, and my husband walks his ass out to the living room with toothpaste on his toothbrush, holds it out to me WHILE I'M EATING, and tries to have a conversation about the toothpaste with me. (Apparently he bought a new flavor? I don't even know. [I use a different toothpaste than him right now...look, it's complicated. I am mentally ill.])

Reader, Tim is still alive simply because I know I'm not cut out for prison. I didn't yell at him, in the sense that I didn't increase my volume, but I told him GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE WITH THAT SHIT YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL ABOUT THIS I AM EATING WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU. But in, like, small caps. I mean, seriously. He knows I am pathologically weird and grossed out by that. He did so well for over 13 years.

Lord God, what an afternoon/evening. Got an email from a customer from a couple of days ago telling me he bought me a $50 Amazon gift card, with the code to redeem it. It's slightly weird, and I sent an email to my supervisor to ask if it's ethical to accept it. Then I forgot we weren't supposed to stick personal flashdrives into the company computers--I wanted to grab some pictures I'd downloaded--and got a message saying "You're not supposed to do that." I'm waiting to find out if that was a private "Bad person!" thing or if someone's going to be following up.

Then I leave the office and see that another big fire has sparked off at the south end of the valley, just where the big ones were last summer at this time. There's a lovely red-yellow glow all along the top of the ridgeline. And when I got home, the upstairs neighbors were gathered outside the building, and I hear what might be a smoke alarm. It stopped, and I made my usual slow way up the stairs, and a fire engine pulls up. I point them upstairs.

The fire engine has since left, but my tension has not. Oh, and the Pulmonology office called to tell me that my blood gases were a little elevated and my lung function is "a little restricted." The technician yesterday said "Your lung capacity is at 58%. We normally like to see that around 70%." I guess lungs don't have to be at 100%? But all will be explained at my office visit, in October. I'm assuming that if there was something really dire, they'd be fitting me in earlier.

That's been my day. Still, I got a $4000/year "wage adjustment", and some very pretty beads I ordered arrived. Somewhere this all evens out.