Aug. 23rd, 2013

erynn: Gaelic merman image (Orpheus I see...)
I called and left a voice message for the neurology clinic asking about the MRI. No response yet.

Group was today, and [livejournal.com profile] gra_is_stor took me down to Seattle for it. I had two different people come to see the place today. I emailed my realtor, who said that I could in fact sell the place from anywhere, and that I could have one of the people in his office have a power of attorney to sell the place for me if I preferred. I emailed my brother to ask him about some details.

I'm trying to figure out how long in advance I would need to make an appointment at the San Francisco consulate. They have a website for making appointments and I've registered for it but haven't got the confirmation email back from them yet.

I've been having trouble with incoming mail on the phone today, and this evening with out going mail on the desktop. I'm not sure what all is going on, but it's making things slightly difficult. Whatever it is will probably clear itself up by tomorrow.

Winged ants have been invading again for the past couple of days. It's that time of year but I'm not entirely certain where they're coming from. I've lined the outside of the lanai door with diatomaceous earth and tucked a little under the edges of the floor molding near the door where I've seen a few of them lurking. We'll see if that stops the incursion.

I'm supposed to have [livejournal.com profile] alfrecht drop by briefly tomorrow, probably sometime between 10:30 and 11am to pick up a couple of things. I am going to try to get down to Seattle tomorrow myself, on the bus, to go to the VA regional office for some papers that I need toward the visa application. I'm hoping I feel up to dealing with it, though I'm really not right now. At least the 510 goes directly downtown within a few blocks of the federal building. I just am feeling brain burnt tonight and part of me can't cope with the idea of getting on the bus tomorrow to deal with a bureaucracy.

When I got back from Seattle today, I finally baked the beets and made a big batch of borscht and gave a large bowl to [livejournal.com profile] gra_is_stor to take home. We'd stopped for Indian food on the way home, then walked over to Central Market from there because there were a few things that I needed that I couldn't get at the Safeway down the street here.

Before I left today I also hauled a couple more things I'm getting rid of out to the garage. So, stuff accomplished today: moved things to the garage, called neurology, group, grocery shopping, email to my brother, email exchange with my realtor, initial inquiry toward a consulate appointment, two people seeing the condo, attempting to deal with ants, cooking.

No wonder I'm tired.

Oh, also, Storm sent me a note saying that people have reviewed my ogam book over on Smashwords. Yay for people saying nice things about my work!
erynn: Gaelic merman image (red knot)
The visit from [livejournal.com profile] alfrecht didn't happen due to circumstances beyond anyone's control. That meant I didn't have to haul myself out of bed earlier than I'd wanted to, though I do rather wish I could have seen my friend at least in passing.

Instead, I dealt with a few things here then took the bus to downtown Seattle, where I did a fair bit of walking, and a bunch of elevator-riding at the federal building. I got a letter from the VA (actually three identical letters, because the amount I am getting didn't change until this January, for the first time in several years) stating the amount of my monthly benefit. I was a little puzzled by the building directory and went to the wrong IRS office the first time but found my way to the proper place eventually.

The IRS provided me with official stamped letters saying that I did not file tax returns for past years and providing information on social security, but their note didn't include the VA benefits, so having everything together is good. I suspect I am still going to have to go to an accountant and have them type up a quick letter citing the federal tax code that states I don't have to pay taxes (basically I don't want the Italian consulate thinking I'm not paying taxes because I don't feel like it, but to realize that I do not legally have to file a return because I have no taxable income). I think that would probably go over better than a letter just from me stating why I had no tax returns.

After dealing with the offices in the federal building, I wandered down toward the main Metro office and replaced my old photo ID bus pass for the disabled rate for a new orca card that pays the proper amount for the disabled rate and also has a photo ID on it. This one I can add money to online so that I don't have to go somewhere to buy a bus pass every month. Seems quite a bit more convenient, though it does have a chip that tracks your public transit use when paid with the card, so for people who value privacy, maybe not the best choice. Anyway, it's taken care of and now I won't have to sling cash in exact change if I take the bus anywhere.

I've got the contractor coming tomorrow to finish dealing with the bathroom ceiling. There's another person coming to view the condo tomorrow about noon. I got a call while I was down in Seattle from someone who wanted to see the place. I said I wasn't home, but that he could stop by and have a look. He paused for a minute and said "I need a realtor for that, don't I?" Yeah, buddy, you need a realtor to use the lock box. I guess I had thought he was one calling to bring a client by, but no. It's not that I'm unwilling to have my realtor entertain an offer from someone without a realtor, but I don't really want somebody in my place without a realtor with them if I'm not going to be hovering over them making sure nobody's making off with the laptop.

While I was downtown, I stopped and grabbed a little Thai food for a late lunch. It had been a while and I was feeling a bit of a peanut sauce craving. I took the bus home again and by the time I got back, I was feeling pretty exhausted. I spent some time sorting through the papers I'd been given today and putting them in order for the visa application, so that each year's papers are clipped together in separate little piles.

The consulate wants "original" papers from the credit union regarding my accounts, which I suspect means I can't just print my statement record from online. I have no idea if they want something with a signature on it or what, but I will try sometime next week to go and speak to someone at the BECU down at 99 and 112th. I find myself frequently wishing I had some guidance on this rather than just some confusingly-worded requirements from the consulate's email. I'm also still awaiting a response from my brother to my email. I'm guessing he's been busy at work for the most part.

Because I have to be up to let the contractor in at 9am, I'm going to try crawling off and getting some sleep. My head is kind of achy and I'm tired from everything I was doing today. So many things to do and not nearly enough spoons for all of them. feh.

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