|Some items for sale at our space in the Antique Mall, Blissfield, Michigan|
Last Spring I began to suspect that the antihistamine I was taking might be causing some major problems with my working memory. I basically lost about 2 months of memory. I was OK "in the moment", and functioned passably well. I did avoid almost all social contact during that period, and became a total hermit. I wrote something about that in a previous post. This year was better.
I used Zyrtec, or rather the Dollar Store equivalent of Zyrtec, instead of Chlortrimaton or Sudafed, or a reasonable hand-drawn facsimile of them. That is the only change that I am aware of. Allergy season this year has been less severe than last, so I did not need as much medication overall. That may also have had some effect.
I still couldn't walk for several weeks. We have been trying to figure out just what it is that I do every Spring that aggravates my Achilles tendon. I get tendonitis so bad in my right foot that I end up totally non-weight bearing for a few weeks. For the past 15 years or so I have walked a couple miles every week in March, April, and May counting frogs. This year it was cut short by a few weeks, and I did not go in March. Since frog counting was only about 30% of what I have done in the past I do not think that is the problem. I also spend some time on a ladder putting the top on the guyzebo, and general spring maintenance. Then there is some gardening, which does involve either a garden fork or shovel. Both put a strain on the Achilles tendon.
Well, it could be most anything. My podiatrist hasn't a clue. Really that appointment was a total waste of time and money. After an exam and several X-rays the verdict was the same as it was 15 years ago. I have a bone spur at the insertion point of the Achilles tendon of my right foot. It causes flare-ups of tendonitis. Surgery is not recommended. Treatment options are limited to NSAIDS ...so after all that his advice is to stay off my foot when it hurts, and take Ibuprofen. Well, he also found some moderate arthritis in my toe joints, and evidence of a pretty severe sprain. I was well aware of that when it happened last November, and I was unable to walk for almost 12 weeks!
I might not have been walking all that well, but I was rarely immobilized for more than a couple days at a time. I limped, but I got where I was going. Good thing because I had a lot to do.
Sometime around February the bank which holds my house mortgage contacted me about refinancing. I had tried this a year ago, and after jumping through many hoops at their request, and plunking out nearly $1200 to get various surveys, and pay them for nothing they could ever justify, they pulled the loan offer. Supposedly we were going to closing, and about 4 days before my rate-lock expired I received a letter from the bank stating they would no longer refinance my house. I felt used and abused! Betrayed! Screwed! Bait & switched! Did I say I was displeased?
In talking to a few other people locally I found that they had had a similar experience. All of them had dealt with 5/3 Bank, and had spent between one and three thousand dollars only to have the loan fall through.
Needless to say I was sceptical when they contacted me again. I explained what had happened the year before, and was told that there had been some problems in the Michigan office, several people were no longer associated with 5/3, and that my refinance would now be handled through the Cincinnati office. Well and good. They then said the cost of the refinance would be $350. I believe my exact words were, "Fuck you!" ...and I hung up.
Well, a couple days later I received a phone call from 5/3, and they said that they had checked the records from last year, and things had been mishandled so badly that they would re-do it without any additional fees. I said OK. So, I have been jumping through hoops again providing all kinds of unnecessary paperwork because everything from last year was "lost", but supposedly the refinance should close in a couple of weeks. The interest rate is actually a full percent lower than that offered a year ago. Other than that the terms are the same. The benefit is a house payment that is a couple hundred dollars a month lower, and my ex-wife's name will be removed from the mortgage. YAY!
In the event that this refinance falls through again, I will look at my house payment as rent. Maybe when I am ready to move to a smaller place I might be gone several months before the bank realizes this old house is empty, and that the pipes, radiators, and wiring have all been stolen by thieves in the night, and sold for scrap. ...but hopefully it won't come to that. It is always good to have a "plan B".
Finances have been tight, as usual. I sold some old role-playing games I had collected, along with some collectible cards and magazines. That caught up on some bills, and left a little to buy some stuff at auctions. My friend Cindy and I have been buying, and more importantly selling, all kinds of odds and ends, antiques, and collectibles, since selling the games. So far we have just about doubled our investment, but still have a long way to go because we still have too much tied up in inventory.
The downside is that my house looks like something from the TV show Hoarders for weeks at a time with boxes of "stuff" everywhere. It is a lot of work cleaning things up, repairing them, sorting it all, and repackaging it into new lots for the different auctions. Some of the stuff is really dusty, musty, and dirty. Do you remember the part about the allergies? Some of it we just "sort to the trash". Some of the nicer items we sell directly, or place in our booth at the antique mall. The upside is that it is like a treasure hunt. We have found some really kool stuff in some of those boxes.
For example: We paid $2.50 for about 250 teddy bears. There are bunches of Boyd's, Ty, and other name brand collectibles. All kinds, and all in perfect condition. Some dolls too, and a few can be seen in the picture above. We have sold a few dozen, and made more than 10 times the investment already ...but that still leaves a couple hundred teddy bears on my front porch. Oh bother! I purchased 2 dehumidifiers at an auction for $6 each. Cindy sold them for $225. Nice profit! There are loses, too. About $100 worth of vintage games sold for a whopping $19! Ouch! Basically, that is what we have been doing for the past couple of months. It is more than a hobby, but not really a business yet. It is a lot of fun, and a lot of work, but it sure beats begging for handouts on the street.
Oh yeah! I almost forgot that I have bvFTD. Most days it is just a part of my everyday life now. I am taking the same medications, and still have occasional side effects. I have adapted where I can, and just muddle through the rest of the time. I have some assistance, but am still independent ...like my politics. So, how does bvFTD fit in to all of this auction stuff? I walk around in circles a lot, can't remember why I just went into the kitchen, load and unload the same box a few times, can't do even simple math (for example I was going to put the actual profit down for the dehumidifiers, but I am not capable of doing even that simple computation any more). I can't plan the sales, or make the phonecalls to the various sellers. I am a total waste, and Cindy does most of the work and planning. But hey! I buy stuff! I bid a dolla!
Some days are better than others.