Last night I took my sleeping pills and went to bed at 10:30. I fell asleep rather quickly and didn’t get
up during the night although I was awakened a couple times by Teresa opening or
closing the window as it started or stopped raining. I finally woke/got up at 8am.
On my way to the corner store for milk I saw 3 people
standing over a red squirrel lying in the street in front of a parked car. The only movement was its chest so you could
tell it was still breathing. I went and
got my camera but when I came back it was gone.
I left the apt just after 9am, walked to Avenida Poblado and
quickly caught a taxi to Sabaneta. I
found David Maddox at a table in the park.
I met David at the same location when my brother was here for a
visit. He is from Austin, Texas and had
been living in Costa Rica. He’s been in
Sabaneta for a couple months getting his apartment and things set up.
We had a couple cups of coffee and at 11pm we walked to a
nearby strip mall where we had lunch at Frisby. He said he had a noon meeting so we said
goodbye and I quickly caught a taxi to Parque Envigado.
In the park I played 3 games and lost all 3. Sigh!
I stopped at the internet café where I printed out the email I received
from MBE. I also printed out a copy of
the IRS form I received about my pension.
At 5pm I suggested we go to Gourmet Pizza for dinner. Teresa was
enthusiastic!
We all left the apt at 6:15 and we had our usual pizza. This time we weren’t lucky getting seats
until after some other people finished their meals.
We were back at the apt by 7:30.
I completed puzzles on Chess Magnet School
Omg. I can’t find the
business envelope I’m supposed to use to return the IRS form to my pension
company so they don’t withhold for my taxes.
If they do then I have to file my taxes to get it back. That means I also have to pay the tax
accountant to file for me. I remember
ripping up an envelope and throwing it away and I can only imagine that the
little envelope was inside the big envelope.
T-shirt of the day: My opinion offended you? You should hear what I keep to myself.
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