Miracuously, we had time together on Sunday, thirteen year old was too indisposed to go swimming. This time we hung out at a bookstore, and returned $10 of empties, to help buy groceries.
In other thirteen year old news, one night while studying math homework, we got to talking about slide rules, so I had to pull some out and try to explain how they worked, why adding the log of two numbers then finding the reverse is the same as multiplying the two numbers, and why it was important, and why there was a need for huge books just full of logs. I don't think she gets it, another skill lost to technology.
I have heard that Lucas is buying Heinlein's rights, so there will now be Andrew "Calculator" Libby.
We even fit DVD entertainment in there, the HBO series Five Days, about a missing blonde white women with two missing kids, set in England somewhere. It's five episodes, each one dealing with the events of that particular day in the investigation of the missing mom. It took a while to suck you in, it took us a few weeks to watch all five episodes, but it was worth it in the end. The production values were high too, the sets and auto's looked like just like England.
I did our taxes, for the first time ever I owe money to the Feds. When Mrs. Ha's office combined, they didn't correctly transfer her deductions, she got paid $4,000, and had nothing taken out. That said, it's only a modest amount we owe, and we're getting some back from New York. We're not getting enough for a week on the shore, so instead we're patronizing the New York parks system, and spending a week in a cabin near Ithaca in August, maybe Lake Seneca will be warm enough to swim in, or the creeks at Robert Treman.
Monday night's excitement was our mail order prescription company calling, saying there was a problem in my wife's latest order. I chose to press 1 and hold for a person, and was serenaded with something like bad heavy metal interpreted on bagpipe. Really, I had no idea what I was listening to, but it was painful.
It was more painful when I talked to real live person. Their policy prohibits shipping meds when the total is over $2,000. Uh-huh, over $2,000, I was expecting around $270, I guess the "street" value is ten times what the prescription company charges us, as if "street" dealers deal in SSRIs. This is for a three month supply.
This year, unlike last year, prescriptions count towards our high deductible. The $85 for a three month brand name presciption only happens after we meet our deductible. This order should do it.
I can't run a deficit on my HSA (unlike last year, where I could on my FSA), so somehow I have to front a few grand, and figure out how to pay myself back when I get money in my HSA. I think I just use my CC to get cash out of an ATM, and associate the ATM receipts with the appropriate medical receipts.
It's hard to believe this convoluted mess is the best health care system in the world.
On tap this weekend, an art exhibit and class at Nazareth, and not much else. I really should brew one last lager batch before it warms up. Maybe I can get to my bike too, and see if cleaning out the jets makes things better.
|< For God so loved Saturn | Update >|