I don't suppose I'm the only senior citizen who, upon awakening each morning, proceeds with a roll call of her body parts to find out how they're going to perform that day.
The knees receive attention the minute I get out of bed and start to walk. This morning, after several days of pretty bad pain, they didn't have much to say; I guess I'll forget about the call I had planned to make to my orthopedist.
Taking my daily walk in the snow has not been easy on those poor knees; you're probably thinking, "So, why are you walking?"
As long as I can limp along, I will walk; it's good for body and spirit to get outside and move each day, even if the weather isn't great. Worst case scenario, I will wear my knees out to the point where I'll get knee replacements.
This morning's roll call received feedback from a normally non-complaining member, my throat; it was raw and burning. Cliff has managed to pass his cold along to me, the first cold I've had in two years. After gargling with warm salt water and taking a couple of Arthritis-strength Tylenol, I believe I'll make it through the day.
All other body parts seem to be present and accounted for with no feedback, so I'll call it a good day.
Our Dish satellite receiver began throwing fits on us just before Superbowl Sunday. It would suddenly lose signal, reboot itself (I know that isn't the term, but you know what I mean) and start working again after ten or fifteen minutes. It did this once a day, at different times of day, for three days. I called Dish after the second incident and was told I'd have to call while it was actually happening. Next day, it happened and I called: I was put on hold for ten minutes, and by the time someone got to me, the problem was over. The fellow talked to me awhile and asked various questions, finally deciding to send us a new receiver, for which we'll pay the postage.
I let the box set on the couch for three days after it came, and finally decided yesterday to tackle it. I couldn't make heads or tails of the instructions, so I called for assistance after hooking up all the wires. With the tech guy's help, I got the receiver and remotes working.
Afterward, though, Cliff and I noticed that the picture doesn't cover the full screen of the TV; there's a black area on all sides of the picture. What's up with that? I'm sure I could call and get help with it, but I think I'll just wait till our next-door neighbor's day off; he installs Dish systems for a living.
Oh, and after I talked to Dish and they said they would send a new receiver? The problem we were having never happened again. I'd probably have been better off just sending them back their new receiver and keeping the one I had.
I hate trying to figure out technical stuff; it stresses me out.
Oh, by the way: Eight O'Clock Coffee still tested best in a Consumer Reports taste test. Yes, they even beat out Starbucks.