Okay...I'm gonna ask it...what does curmudgeolnly mean? Sorry for the intrusion and silly question.

I'm assuming a 'rant all you want' thread? Which is great!

Just don't expect me to say anything bad about my wine. LOL...Sangria is my best friend some days.

Jmak, A special hug for you and your hubby. My thoughts are with you both.

The contractor's late,
Inspector delayed
Or into the pool
We've have got and there stayed.

Our therapy room with spa for water exercise should have been up and running by July but one thing after another has intervened to keep it from being finished. Dave's starting to insulate and once that's done there has to be another inspection before the walls and ceilings can go in or the floor can be laid. Then another inspection before the final electric finished. So the hydrotherapy will have to wait a few more weeks.

What happened to the good old days when you could build something and move into it without outside intervention? After the design was approved and building permit obtained, the inspector made the builder reinforce all of the window frames in case of hurricane. I guess we should appreciate this but right now....

Oh...it's good to see so many of the familiar finding their way back here.

And Here I thought all the curmudgeons left to go live at Plaintalk (at www.multiplesclerosissucks.com) I be wrong

Some of them did. Some stayed. Some didn't. The address changed too.

Hi Sally, Yes 'tis me. This forum required at least four characters in the username, so I thought it would be more positive to be xo++ than xo--.

Well thank you Bluesky. (But there I go besmirching the curmudgeon thread with a smile.) And may I say that your uncommon grace and wit have enlivened many an exchange.

Thanks Nancy. Good to see everyone here.

Mark

I am sitting here with my chin in my hand looking around the room trying to think of a gripe. Since I usually can come up with numerous gripes in just one day, I feel sort of light headed not having one at the tip of my tongue. Its similar to that feeling when you come out of a big store and don't know where your car is parked.

And the ones I can think of seem so small, so inconsquential to bring forth before such august curmudgies. Let's see-

My right side shoe lace will not tie as tight as the left one and I don't know why not. I put the same effort into the tie but it always feels just a smidgeon more loose or is it looser?

My old sweet dog with a bad back jumped off the bed and aggravated it so now he's hurting and I must give him meds and keep him quiet/still.

I went out to dinner and they served coffee in dinky little cups and only filled the cup about half full. So after asking for many refills, waiting interminably long between each one, it probably only equaled 1 1/2 mugs.

I'm sorry. I will work on my complaints and try to come up with meatier ones soon. m

I don't know M, I think those complaints were perfectly curmudgeonly. I liked 'em. There is nothing worse than having one shoe feel "more looser" Ha, than the other.

And cofee in dinky cups...bah! Only tea is supposed to be served that way. Darn Restuarant is just try to save a buck, the tightwads.

You done good Kid!

My husband woke this morning to say he's had a great night's sleep but for some reason had awakened tired.

(Be glad you're not married to me)
I responded with , it was a terrible night. You insisted on the fan because it was near 70 (but raining) and it filled the room with humid warm air and the sheets are damp and I kept waking feeling sticky and miserable all because you didn't want to put the A/C on because we're into fall already.

And...the dog was restless and I was up to put her out three times while you blissfully snored away with your earplugs in.

And...she still wet her bed twice anyway so now I have to wash it and give the dog a bath to get the urine out of her fur.


He then has the audacity to suggest that we move our bedroom upstairs and leave the pets downstairs. Yeah, right! The dog tears up rugs and climbs on the couch and destroys the cushions when we're not near her and she's too lame to make it upstairs and you won't let the vet put her down because she's "just old" and not in visible pain although she can't see or hear or control her bladder and keeps tipping over!

Does that rant qualify as crudmudgeonly?

I've had MS for over a 100 years. I'm tired of it. My GYN thinks that after 2 years of frequent mammograms it's time to have a surgeon evaluate all of the films. ( radiologist said, come back again in 6 mo ). The surgeon cancelled my appt for another 2 wks cause he had to go to India. So I continue to worry.

Went for my routine eye exam. My vision has changed again. I have transient blurred vision. Don't really like to read much anymore due to vision. The Dr said you might have glaucoma pressures a little high. Come back in 3 wks so we can check the pressures early in the day and decide if you need treatment. No other signs of eye damage. Blurred vision just an MS thing.

I'm always tired and lack energy. My husband doesn't get it. I don't want to be a sickly person. I feel like I'm falling apart. Can't wait for that surgical visit so the breast issue can be resolved. Did I mention I hate to clean, but love a neat house.

The grandkids are coming today. That always makes me happy. Other than that I guess life is OK. Betty

Oh my goodness, Cherie, that does qualify! I can relate to your husband's feeling about the pup though. We had our elderly cat put down almost two months ago, I put it off for the longest time, because she still ate daily, and occasionally got on my husband's lap. Never mind that the poor thing slept all day, had failing kidneys, dementia, deafness, nearly blind. I loved her dearly and she was still my little kitten.

I was cleaning up her messes for a year or more and it was getting worse all the time. She's in peace now, and she had a very good life, lived until almost 19 years old.