Can You Hear Me Now?

I’m out of brownies and I’m out of money. I’ve got to get to work on applying for a prescription. I’ve also got to get to work, period. I could invoice one of my clients very soon if I got off my ass and finished his year end. Procrastination is something I have perfected, if you ever need tips. So have a lot of other people, as I await them to get off their respective asses and bring me their receipts for the year. So I can procrastinate getting their year ends done, as well. And eventually finish up, get paid, pay my insurance, and buy more brownies.

I’m up to my ears in paperwork again. Not just receipts, but various applications as well. I’m applying for a power wheelchair again; Home Care seems to think I can get it based on the fact that even without automatic doors on my building, I do live beside the rental office and have permission from them to buzz them to come open the doors for me. Which I hopefully won’t need to do, as Handi-Bus drivers will help me, I’m sure. My dad took care of the hallway door that was always closed. After purchasing many doorstops that were removed (building management calls it “fire regulations”…. I call it “too lazy to fix the damn door” because every other hallway door in the building has a mechanism that keeps it open 24/7) he found a way to make the door close reeeeeeaaaalllly slow. This way, I can pull the door open with my left hand, and still have time to back up and position my scooter or wheelchair properly to go straight through the door before it slams shut on me. So far this is working when I take my scooter out, and hopefully building maintenance will leave it alone. It does close eventually, and stays that way, after all.

This was started TWO days ago. I am getting lax again. I did, however, finish that client’s year end and invoice him. I also received a cheque from another client and paid my insurance in full for the next year (I unknowingly, all those years ago, timed it well, that my insurance would come up for renewal during my best financial month). Now I need to package up that client’s year end stuff and send it to the accountant (hi, Shel!) and get to work on my OWN taxes, while I await more work. Exciting stuff.

I am enjoying Twitter. I don’t have a lot of (t)witty things to say, but when you follow the right people, you get good laughs. TV characters such as Michael Scott and David Brent; TV writers from shows like “Samantha Who?”, “The Office” and “House”; actors/producers from above-mentioned shows interacting with each other… of course I have hugely popular Tweeters like John Mayer and Ashton Kutcher on there. And of course I respond to them as if they’re actually going to engage in conversation with me one day. HA!

I never did get to see the Good Lovelies on Saturday. Luckily I learned this in time to postpone my 7:00 am home care call! They were just too rushed. They got into Calgary in time for their show and then had to leave early the next morning for Saskatoon. They will be back here in the summer for the Folk Festival and have promised me sufficient hang-out time then.

Oprah was really good today. She had Montel Williams there, and although the show was about several different stars and how they handled being diagnosed with a life-threatening disease, it mainly focused on Montel and MS. It was very interesting. At first I was mad at Montel for thinking he has the right to talk about suicide, depression, and how horrible MS can be, while he walks around without so much as a cane and has full use of his hands. Like, what the hell does he know, really? But that is not fair at all. He suffers pain I don’t even want to know about and has been through a lot that he has kept hidden. He also works DAMN hard in the gym, takes a hand full of supplements every day, and follows a healthy diet. He deserves to be in as good of health as possible for as long as possible.

Which would be easier for me if I had MONEY and could afford the assistance I would need to do all those things now. Take me back to 2002 and let me do it over from there. That’s all I ask. No ankle-breaky, wrist-breaky, messy surgeries or long hospital stays, and my story would be a little different.

Another two days have gone by! I’m seeing a trend.

In that time I have gotten more organized in my office and tomorrow/this weekend I may even get to my OWN taxes. I finally sent in the forms and qualify for the Disability Tax Credit (since 2002) so I know I won’t have to pay anything. But if I have a refund coming I’d like to see it!

I need a date for next Thursday, the 26th! I bought tickets to see Serena Ryder and I obviously can’t go by myself, but I’m having a hell of a time finding someone to come with me! It’s times like this I really need that power wheelchair. I could just book a Handi-bus and go. The application is filled out (thanks, mom!) and the OT is bringing one by for me to try out on Wednesday. Fingers crossed it works out! Then hopefully it won’t be long before I have my very own. Happy to have it, sucks to need it.

So yeah, I need someone to go to Serena with on Thursday! Spread the word to anyone you know in Calgary. 4th row center on the floor. You provide the ride and W/C assistance, I got the tickets.

Before I go, I have to mention a few things:

• RIP Natasha Richardson. What a complete and utter shock. Love and prayers to her loved ones.
• My dear friend, the amazing and talented Peter Katz, is making a new CD and needs our help! Nice perks. Check it out HERE
• The not-married Conchord got married.

This has become a favourite hangout place of Pita’s these days.