This was not a good week. Mom has got it into her head that she wants to give us the house now, like next week, using a quit claim deed. I keep trying to tell her she'll get smacked with a massive gift tax if she does it like that. She's going to go see someone she said is an elder lawyer. I'm not even sure what that means, unless what she means is an estate planning lawyer. I told her she needs to ask him about the unified estate tax credit instead, but she isn't really in a listening mood. I would prefer she just write her will and leave it to us there.
I'm not terribly thrilled about this turn of events, because I don't think we can afford the property taxes this year. I'm trying to save up for DS's braces and get the EF fully funded, then save up for next year's medical deductible. Plus it is looking like DD has a torn miniscus. She has an MRI coming up soon to be sure. Then she'll likely need surgery since it is pretty much a given that physical therapy doesn't work for a torn miniscus if it is so bad you can barely walk.
I finally got an appointment with the neurosurgeon. It should not take a month to get a referral through, but my doctor's office had their heads up their butts and it took nearly 3 weeks for the referral to be sent, when it was supposed to take 1. Than another week and a half before the neurosurgeon's office got their end sorted. It's at 9:30 in the morning, so that is going to suck. It is very hard for me to get moving in the mornings due to the fibromyalgia and rheumatoid arthritis. Plus I am a night owl not an early bird. It's in a week so at least I don't have long to wait now.
I had a couple of days where my back pain was so bad I was crying, but it has at least eased off. Those days coincided with the temps of 92, 97, and 100°F in our heat wave. Mom gave in and let us put an air conditioner in our (not really a kitchen) kitchen window. It's the only window in the house that will work with our unit from the old place. It didn't do a ton, but enough to make it liveable. It was still 80 degrees in the house and we had to use all the fans we had. But at least we could go to the kitchen and cool off and DD's room, which is opposite that window, was comfortable so we would go in there a lot, too.
It's doing better yesterday and today and I can reach with my right arm again. It's down from a 10 to a 7 with pain levels so it is bearable with medication. DS has been watering the garden, but I haven't really been able to even go outside. I may try tomorrow. At the very least I will walk to the end of the driveway where DH will set up chairs and watch the firework show over the bay. It was cancelled last year due to Covid, so I was very happy to hear they are doing it like normal this year. It is always so pretty and we don't have to deal with traffic or any of the negative aspects of city events like crowds, smokers, overly perfumed people, bratty kids, and drunken adults.
I don't think we will do a BBQ or anything for Independence Day. It really depends on how hot it is to be playing with charcoal and fire. I do have steaks, so we could. Just not sure it is worth going to all that effort right now. I'm not up to it, but DH might be.
I have started writing again after a six month block. I'm not sure I really like any of it yet, but the point is to get back in the habit of daily writing. I was doing pretty good until the pain got bad and had to stop, but I have started back up again as of today. We'll see if it leads anywhere.
We got a dividend check in the mail from Louisianna Pacific. A whopping 51 cents for 3.1 shares. I am actually thinking about getting some more maybe next year. We can sign up for a $25 a month autowithdrawal if we want to. It has always paid a dividend and that has been steadily rising over the years. We used to Drip it, but they discontinued the Drip about seven years ago. It'll go to the EF eventually, but I am not going to make an extra trip to the bank to deposit it. It can wait until next Friday when I do the payday stuff.
Not much else going on.