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A couple years ago when the slumlords and the eejit up front started ganging up on me I put my name on the Sec 8 and HUD lists for help. No one, even my LEO community guys could find anything more then those lists that I qualified for. So it's been wait. Even when I needed a ride to surgery or any help after there's 3 of my lady veterans who know I exist... Your honey is one of the 3. They scare me cause it's like being a ghost walking around and no one but the 3 even see me. One of them just dropped a basket with some canned food in it I sent home with her 2 months ago to get thru until I could get her & her dogs adopted out for food this session of college. The rest only see me when they want something... Minus my older wingladies Miss V the WWII Wave and Miss J.

I wish I, too, could help.
 
Can someone send me some cooler weather or just some rain?? I hot caught in it with Miss V last night trying to get home but not a drop here at my house.
 
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Thanks everyone. Yesterday was all over the place from a crying jag for hours to a stop by the PCP's office to have them scan in the letter from Medicare. They decided to not review my life at this time to see if I'm still handicapped. So I don't have to worry right now that even with all the new body parts they will cut me off and kick me out.

I picked up Miss V last night at the airport. She's my 93 year old WWII Wave friend. OMG is she pissed about this whole thing. From Medicare trying to kick me out to the landlords doing it in 6 months. Apparently she's got more of an idea on senior housing options since she's been there and done that. So she thinks looking at a mobile home is the best option. She has a real estate lady who worked with her on her places before so she was going to call and see what options we were looking at. I feel better she is home cause she makes things happen. No one ever looks at her and tells her NO.
 
Thanks everyone. Yesterday was all over the place from a crying jag for hours to a stop by the PCP's office to have them scan in the letter from Medicare. They decided to not review my life at this time to see if I'm still handicapped. So I don't have to worry right now that even with all the new body parts they will cut me off and kick me out.

I picked up Miss V last night at the airport. She's my 93 year old WWII Wave friend. OMG is she pissed about this whole thing. From Medicare trying to kick me out to the landlords doing it in 6 months. Apparently she's got more of an idea on senior housing options since she's been there and done that. So she thinks looking at a mobile home is the best option. She has a real estate lady who worked with her on her places before so she was going to call and see what options we were looking at. I feel better she is home cause she makes things happen. No one ever looks at her and tells her NO.

I am so happy to hear she has your back on this!
If you need me, just let me know. :heart:
 
Just got a text from my Congressman boss asking if anyone had contacted me. He wasn't happy when I had to tell him no. But I told him what Vi was looking at & let him know Medicare sent a letter so they are not cutting me off now.

Tried starting to clear and shift crap out to recycling today. It's slow work between the heat inside (around 100 degrees) and my shoulder. I have a home for the huge case of seashells and the other with spray paint going to another artist.
 
Just got a text from my Congressman boss asking if anyone had contacted me. He wasn't happy when I had to tell him no. But I told him what Vi was looking at & let him know Medicare sent a letter so they are not cutting me off now.

Tried starting to clear and shift crap out to recycling today. It's slow work between the heat inside (around 100 degrees) and my shoulder. I have a home for the huge case of seashells and the other with spray paint going to another artist.

Sounds like a good start !
Hope it all works out for you :rose:
 
...meanwhile a friend out West.

Shipped me a 1 Lb. package of a odd looking herb, still fresh and green, he wrote on a slip in the box this will give you munchies.

Maybe I will bake some brownies tonight.
 
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Just got a text from my Congressman boss asking if anyone had contacted me. He wasn't happy when I had to tell him no. But I told him what Vi was looking at & let him know Medicare sent a letter so they are not cutting me off now.

Tried starting to clear and shift crap out to recycling today. It's slow work between the heat inside (around 100 degrees) and my shoulder. I have a home for the huge case of seashells and the other with spray paint going to another artist.

Ever think of moving to midtown where the city never sleeps?

Starry driving a hack, I can see it now.
 
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Just had a friend of a friend stop by and help pull out the old stuff from my DreamCast and Xbox life out to buy. I only got $100 but at least it's not getting trashed.
 
Just had a friend of a friend stop by and help pull out the old stuff from my DreamCast and Xbox life out to buy. I only got $100 but at least it's not getting trashed.

Cool, the world of modern electronics is outdated once it leaves store shelves.
 
...yet it did not sell on ebay. :rolleyes:

I dont sell items on eBay jerk.
This guy has a retro gamer store on line and goes to conventions.
And this stuff does sell.

Maybe stick to if you can't say anything nice to me, never speak to me anymore.
 
I dont sell items on eBay jerk.
This guy has a retro gamer store on line and goes to conventions.
And this stuff does sell.

Maybe stick to if you can't say anything nice to me, never speak to me anymore.

I assume it's all in how it gets marketed.
 
Hi all. Happy Friday :cool:
I've been real busy last couple weeks but I have my boat all but finished. We took it out last weekend and after a but more work Saturday night on the engine it ran real good on Sunday. I even pulled my adult kids around on the tow tube. The last part, the pads for my new sundeck on the boat just shipped yesterday so everything should be done next week. I'm picking up hay for my wife's minis today and tomorrow I am taking the wife for a drive in the mountains to scope out our annual camp site down at Elk Creek by Mt St Helens. She wants to take the trailer down this year so I have to make sure I can get it down there. Probably have to take the chair saw and lopers to clear the road of winter fall limbs and trees but that's normal. Also have to finish mounting the two extra solar panels to the top of our trailer before we go... Always something.
Have a good weekend everyone! :)
 
Hi all. Happy Friday :cool:
I've been real busy last couple weeks but I have my boat all but finished. We took it out last weekend and after a but more work Saturday night on the engine it ran real good on Sunday. I even pulled my adult kids around on the tow tube. The last part, the pads for my new sundeck on the boat just shipped yesterday so everything should be done next week. I'm picking up hay for my wife's minis today and tomorrow I am taking the wife for a drive in the mountains to scope out our annual camp site down at Elk Creek by Mt St Helens. She wants to take the trailer down this year so I have to make sure I can get it down there. Probably have to take the chair saw and lopers to clear the road of winter fall limbs and trees but that's normal. Also have to finish mounting the two extra solar panels to the top of our trailer before we go... Always something.
Have a good weekend everyone! :)

awesome news!! Sounds like it is all coming together
the way you wanted it to. soak in some extra fun on the boat for me please!
 
awesome news!! Sounds like it is all coming together
the way you wanted it to. soak in some extra fun on the boat for me please!

Morning Starry. How's thing's coming on your re-homing endeavor? :( I'm hoping that by now you have some daylight at the end of the tunnel and a game plan in the works. Best to you and good luck!
 
Morning Starry. How's thing's coming on your re-homing endeavor? :( I'm hoping that by now you have some daylight at the end of the tunnel and a game plan in the works. Best to you and good luck!

starry, sounds like you have a few friends in your corner to help with your search to find a relocation place. :):) Your battles of late are a hassle, I know, but you will prevail.

From the things you have said and done, you seem to follow the Stockdale Paradox:

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So far it's been over 2 weeks of nothing but a mix of "I'm sorry to hear that", "it bites to be you" & "I'll pray for you". No one has been able to help figure out any game plan. Even My Congressman's team I occasionally work with called the housing authority guy who had nothing he could find I qualify for. Then they took off for Cleveland and the convention. I've got crying jags & panic attacks down to just a couple times this week but my nerves are shot. I've made sure that I let people I know be aware of what's happening & the help I need but nothing. Even if I try for a mobile home I would still need a sponsor for that or for deposits. So I am not holding out any hope at this point. Everyone says well you have 6 months and it's only been a couple weeks.

I'm pulling out half my life lived here dumping / recycling, selling and boxing up what I can. Between the shoulder pain, the over 100 degrees in here by 10 am and the stress it's a slow go working until I get soaked in sweat then stop shower, grab an ice pack and rest. I'm being extremely careful nt ot lift anything heavier then the 2 liter soda bottle the otho has given me as a guide line. I turned off the DISH service so no TV. That's only $33 a month but it's money saved towards a deposit that I don't have. I sold my DreamCast & Xbox swag but only got $100 for it all. But that's $100 towards a deposit.

The 4 gay guys are still playing push pull power trips using me. The eejits up front are still messing with the landlords. The main one has had them coming over every couple weeks jumping thru hoops to fix little piss ant stuff he wants done on his side. The landlords stopped in to say Hi & see if I was doing ANYTHING towards moving and packing. They took off when I mentioned that even the Congressional team couldn't find any programs to help me. They said tell ALL my friends I needed help to find a new place to live. Just who did they think I was gonna ask? I think it freaked them out cause BAM they were outta here like a shot. So I'm the only one getting hurt in all of this and none of them care.

The worst case is I have to put things in a storage unit and live out of a bag staying with one or two of the older support team ladies I know. One is 70 & the other 93. Both have a 2nd bedroom so it's better then living in my truck or a tent at the KOA. I had to call Humana last night. The anesthesia people sent me a bill wanting $880 by Aug 1st. Not only had that bill already been paid to those people but I didn't owe them anything. While I was on the phone will this really nice lady from benefits I asked if there were any programs that might be able to help with what I am going thru. Apparently when they changed my insurance to the HMO it's got me slotted into a special needs program due to the handicapped / huge amount of damage & new parts. There is supposed to be a case manager who was assigned to me but no one called or has tried to reach out. So she gave me the direct number for me to call on Monday.

That's how things are right now. I'm hanging in trying to just aim for what I can do and not over think it into a panic attack.
 
The landlords were here yet again Saturday. To fix the shade sail that snapped off in the storm this week. Of course they stopped in to make sure I'm still sorting and packing. Stress just flairs my soft tissue disease more. So them stopping each weekend and not even asking if I need help lifting stuff I have no business touching really is shooting my nerves even more.

I know it's not very "Christian " of me but I really wish that I knew a kick ass attorney and a way to go after them for all the stress, pain and suffering they've caused me all these years by refusing to do required and much needed repairs. From a handicapped point of view it's technically abuse. They collected their rent as landlords but pulled the friend card to not do repairs. My rent alone these 25 years has well paid over the amount of the first mortgage on this house.
 
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So far it's been over 2 weeks of nothing but a mix of "I'm sorry to hear that", "it bites to be you" & "I'll pray for you". ...

That's how things are right now. I'm hanging in trying to just aim for what I can do and not over think it into a panic attack.

I don't have all of the health issues that you are dealing with but I am scared by what is happening here. This place might end up having to be sold underneath me due to the owner's impending bankruptcy. My rent has been the same for many years and the cheapest apartment that I can find (with partiers and gangsta baby mammas as neighbors) goes for $1,400 monthly rent. As a retiree on a fixed income this is not good. I have a compact car so I can not exactly camp out in it. It seems that the only help for people these days is for mothers with small children and there are plenty of them without roofs over their heads here in the Philadelphia area. :(
 
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