Twelve

I had something else, entirely queued up for today, but after looking at it, I’m not really feeling like writing about it. Look at some other unfinished drafts, and pick something else….

Partial flashback to previous years. 2018, for example…

What would you do if someone just gave you $1 million?

I would buy a house in cash, file for Social Security Disability (since getting the private stuff figured out has been an absolute nightmare), and try to relax some.

Actually, I’d buy my mom’s house outright too, and really takeover management as the owner. The relatives who are there now may stay for an awful long time, maybe after my mom is gone, but I’d primarily use it as something to borrow against.

Though I’d really like to see things moving on my appeal. I emailed the lawyer this morning for an update; still working on it.

Protip, too: Ask your favorite AI something along the lines of “What can you tell me about $address?”

If you’ve got a membership with one, you can ask things like “Have there been any notable events at $address?” Or, “What’s the parking like at $address?” “Have there been any notable crimes at or near $address?”

(This will search things the agents won’t tell you…)

I just checked my apartment address from Bad Newz. It has both me and my dad listed as past owners (I rented it, but I think my dad might have been listed because he owned the vehicle I was driving…)

Do you like cats? And why do you think some people get along with cats better than with other pets?

I really don’t have many opinions of cats. Much of my reticence about them stems from being deathly allergic. That aside, I don’t really care so long as they’re tidied-up after. I don’t like the scents at all, and am bothered by what they tend to do to furniture. That leather couch? Yeah, gonna scratch the shit out of it!

But it’s entirely possible that the avoidance has really stepped up after figuring out that they were the thing that made my eyes swell.

Throughout my childhood, we always had dogs. Some of the allergy tests show I have a mild allergy to them, too, but I didn’t really have any issues with the last one we had. Now, she wasn’t really one that’d get up in your face, but I don’t remember any ill-effects, either.

And that’s enough for today. Up to diamond membership with the hotel group that’s associated with the place I normally stay when I go see my mom. Woohoo?