Part 217 ~ The Adventures of King Ben & Zeus the Big Dumb Dog

If you missed the start of this series, you can find it here. A lot of things will be the same or very similar.

I started taking pictures for my Science Project around 5:30pm. At 5:50 I asked Daughter about Ben’s meds, she had lost track of time too. She gave him his meds a few minutes later. I continued to take pictures and Ben continued to be a SpazmaTaz. That last hour or ninety minutes before bed are always so chaotic. It’s exhausting.

Around 6:15pm I ran his bath, so he ran outside… another one of his games that I don’t like. Still occasionally taking pictures, I cleaned up ALL of the chalk, and ALL of the Jenga size blocks, and ALL of the dotted dominoes, and most of the blank domino size blocks. It was nearly impossible to walk without stepping on something.

The tub was ready, the sun was down, the Stuff was picked up, and Ben was still outside. I went to get him. He was laying on the ground outside the side door. He said “Sun is gone.” I told him he was correct, and asked if he was ready for his bath. He said he was but needed “help” to get up. (deep breath) I helped him get up and yadda yadda yadda…

I took a few more pictures while he was playing, but he didn’t play long. He was ready for bed, and I was ready for him to go to bed. Daughter tucked The Boys in and I covered Sven.

I did the Things and was starting the Stuff and I started getting dozey. I still had way too much I wanted to do… I got up to check my frozen dinner options, but none of them sounded great, so I postponed the decision. Back to Horizontal and working through comments and a few posts. And then it was 11pm. DANG IT! I had konked out…

I tried to stay awake, there was Stuff I wanted to do! None of it was life and death, none of it was all that important to anyone except me, but dang it! it was my Stuff, and I was pretty upset that I couldn’t stay awake. So, I made the attempt, and the body hit the dag-nabbit OFF switch again, cuz it was suddenly 1am. I sent a quick message to a friend and explained why I hadn’t done what I was going to do, took my pill and gave in.

Around 6am Ben got under the blankets with me. Poor Zeus had to stretch over Ben to sniff my ear. Ben said “Gramma come living room.” I said okay but he didn’t move so I could get up. We stayed under the blankets for almost a full minute! He told me Living Room again and I said okay again. He got up, I got up and off we went to begin our Casa Cuckoo Thor’sDay.

I saw that I had a notification from my bank that my account was overdrawn, and I was seriously confused. How was that even possible? So I signed into the app and found that the stupid bank had made an error. I figured I’d deal with it when Daughter got up. I needed to give Ben his meds and uncover Sven.

Face Doped, Sven uncovered and lit, I paparazzi’d then grabbed his dish. While grabbing the wilted greens from yesterday, I found that Sven hadn’t gotten the leftover worm or the two new ones yesterday. Three worms in the bottom of his dish, hiding under the greens. They went on top of the fresh greens, next to the two leftover blueberries and a couple fresh ones. I’m pretty sure they burrowed down again before Sven paid attention to his food.

After Sven went to the Judgey Corner, I went to check out the sky… completely overcast. It was really quiet in the neighborhood… even the crows were still sleeping. No people, no birds, no Sun… I went back inside. I decided not to wait until Daughter got up to deal with the bank issue. It was bugging me!

This is the second time a check written by a radiology business payroll account has been debited from my account instead of theirs. Something about similar account numbers and the signature blurring one of the numbers… it confuses the computer and I get to spend an hour on the phone, being transferred from department to department, waiting on hold from five to twenty minutes with each transfer. Thank goodness Ben was pretty mellow this morning so I could handle this little issue of the missing eleven hundred forty-two dollars… ya know, just a minor, little bit of pocket change… Sheesh!

I got it taken care of, finally. I got transferred into dead space at one point and had to start over, but I kept my cool, kept my Zen… I worked in a call center handling problems and I always appreciated when people treated me courteously. Yelling and being belligerent doesn’t solve the problem any faster or better. It wasn’t really anyone’s fault, it was just a computer error, easily fixed… in two business days. (It didn’t take that long last time, it was fixed the next day.)

Daughter got up around 8:30. I told her about my morning and what time we got up and blah de blah blah blah… Then I went to get Horizontal and hopefully stay awake long enough to do some WP, email and text Stuff.

Around 9:30 Ben came into my room in Full On SpazmaTaz Mode. He was playing with Zeus, but he was playing rough and Zeus was playing rough right back. It wouldn’t have bothered me except they kept bumping into me, being loud and nearly making me motion sick with the bedquakes. Ignoring my protests, they continued for almost forty-five minutes. That hour or so between 9:30 and 10:30 when Ben’s meds lapse is generally not much fun.

At 10:17 he took off for the living room. I noted the time in gratitude for the end of the bedquakes. I also noticed that it looked brighter outside so I went to look at the sky. The Sun was burning through the clouds, but there were still enough to be pretty, so I took pictures.

Then I got a refill of coffee and started on WP. I got through my comments and was working through my Reader, making progress, then just before noon, I had an incoming call… it was my mother. The dilemma. To answer, decline or just let it ring through to voicemail? I let it ring through. She left a voicemail and I listened to it. She wanted me to call her back. It didn’t sound like an emergency but I knew I’d have to talk to her. (Not that I have to talk to her, but there’s been no reason for complete No Contact. I just choose not to spend a lot of time with her… long, complicated…) I went back to WP for about fifteen or twenty minutes then that dang Sword Of Damocles… I figured it would be better to get it over with, so I called.

She kept me on the phone for an hour, and she only got off the phone because someone came to visit her. She only calls me when she’s alone. She can’t stand to be alone. Her ex-husband/roommate is dating someone new and my mother is very much hurt and bothered that he’s “abandoning” her… complicated. Ben hung out on the bed with me while I was talking to her, and Daughter came in at one point to give him his half Adderall and tapped my leg to ask who I was talking to, so I mouthed “my mother” and she made a booboo face and mouthed “sorry”. I shrugged.

Like I told a friend, I was doing okay, my “Zen” was intact, I guess today is just my day to wear tall boots, cuz the caca is deep! The weather was still nice and Ben was in a relaxed mood. Life is gonna throw stuff in your path… I could let a couple of not so great events ruin my day, or I could shrug and be glad they were over and handled to the best of my ability, then continue on.

Around 2:30 Ben started yelling and scripting Angry Words, and Daughter was saying something I couldn’t hear. They were butting heads over something. Ben went out and moved the stuff blocking the gate, he was really upset over something and Daughter had gone stomping after him. Oh boy! I guess Ben had snatched her phone and she didn’t say anything at the time, but when he got up off the couch with it, she snatched it back. She told him if he wanted to use her phone he needed to ask. It’s something we’ve been working with him on for his entire life. He sees something he wants, he just takes it. NOT okay. Some things he doesn’t get whether he asks or not, but her phone is generally not a big deal… just ask first. He was able to ask, she let him have it but told him to stay inside. Of course he had to push that by sitting on the step by the side door. Then he pushed it farther and went completely outside. I went and brought him back. By 3pm he was laying on my bed, watching his tablet. He still had her phone, but he was calming himself down. Great progress on self-regulation!

Daughter came in around 3:30 and asked Ben to sit up. She told him she wasn’t angry anymore, and that she loved him. He said “okay”, which is what he says a lot of times when he’s confused or doesn’t know what to say. She asked for a hug and he gave her one. Then he said he would “ring Doctor Brown Bear”… Ugh! More Peppa Pig.

I want to share one more thing before I mentally prepare myself for the chaos that usually happens around sunset/dinner/bath/ bed time. This

I put my ballot in my mailbox for the letter carrier to take and I got notified when the post office had it, and today I got notified it’s at the Registrar Of Voters. Daughter’s arrived too. The no reason NOT to vote. Please vote! (BLUE WAVE)

One of those songs you know, but have no idea what it’s called or who sings it… or is that just me?

I’d Love To Change The World – Ten Years After

Well today was interesting… a narcoleptic night, followed by a financial fiasco before coffee. Then some serenity shattered by a cringey call. That was just the morning. The afternoon was pleasantly peaceful until the snatching son made off with the cellphone. Thank goodness that didn’t lead to a full meltdown though it certainly seemed headed that way. What will Friday bring? Daughter is supposed to return to work tomorrow night. I told her she doesn’t need to decide until noonish tomorrow whether she’s feeling well enough to work. She could wake up feeling great or ten times worse. As for me and Ben and the Big Dumb Dog… who knows?! We just make it up as we go along. Laughter and fun is our aim, come join our games. ¡Hasta mañana!






23 thoughts on “Part 217 ~ The Adventures of King Ben & Zeus the Big Dumb Dog

  1. Oooh, that bank thing sounds frustrating. But look at you! Bank and a mom call all in the same day! And you kept your zen! That is really something special. I get the same mom calls. Sometimes I wish she would just say what she wanted on the message so I could prep myself, but instead, I always get the blanket “Just call me back.” Come to think of it, I am due for one of those messages soon. Sounds like you had your stuff together today and handled a possibly tough day like a champ! Here’s hoping the zen stayed around for the chaos of bedtime and a great day tomorrow!

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    1. Thanks, Robyn! I was a little surprised at how unruffled I was too! I think since the bank thing had happened before, and I have a cushion of the medical money from my yearly settlement check, I didn’t freak. I was more irritated that I had to spend an hour on the phone, explaining over & over… not “worried” though.
      And my mother… ah, yes. We’ve had this mother talk before, you & I. 🤷🏼‍♀️ She’s unhappy, and I’m sorry for her, but only she can fix it. She wants me to be how I was when the girls were younger, like way younger. Two neurotypical kids going shopping with mom & grandma… That’s not my life anymore and hasnt been for 20+ years.(dang, I’m old😂)

      Oh Em Gee!! Last Zoom with D!💃🏼🌠🎉 It’s so close now! What time does his bus come on Monday morning? Even though you’re 3 hours ahead, I’ll probably be awake🙄🤦🏼‍♀️ and I want to Happy Dance with you!!🚍👋💃🏼💕✨


    1. I believe Dr Brown Bear advises plenty of rest when one is “not very well”. I’m not sure what we’re supposed to do if we get “Petra’s cough”. Blasted Peppa Pig!
      I should probably order another one of those phones for back up. He uses it all the time!🌠💃🏼💖🦜🌈🦋💕✨

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  2. I’d love to change the world too. But it’s a bit too big of a job for me. Sorry about the cringey call. I have a cringey visit coming on Monday from the social worker from hell. I will try to follow your example and stay cool without folding. 🧘 I don’t need to make a deal with the devil but I also don’t need to have a melt down. Glad you got your finances corrected sheesh! I hope older feels better and not worse tomorrow.

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    1. I hope she feels better too, but I kinda hope she calls out of work. The rush to get everything done in time to drive her to work… I wish she didn’t have a phobia about driving. But you know the saying… “Wish in one hand…”

      Social Worker visit doesn’t sound like fun. Judgey McJudgeypants when they’re supposed to be there to help you. I’ll keep you in my thoughts, send some Zen your way😉💕🌊🦄

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    1. My body should let me do the things I like, endorphins from being happy is good too.😂😂😂 It seems I don’t have any say in the matter, there’s been a coup, a mutiny, a rebellion…😂 consciousness loses to body.
      Happy Friday, Sadje… I hope it’s a great day! 💕💫🤗🥰

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  3. Not great around here either.
    My mother in law stopped eating I’ve been crying. Cooked all day for her and the fam
    Exhausted emotionally.
    But I respect her wishes.
    We had a very good night w Mom on Wed. She said a few words and facetimed lots of grandkidsThey thanked me.
    Take care of you


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  4. Couldn’t you just pack your bags, pick up Judgey and just walk out the door on a holiday – dang, but you need a break and whilst Suuuuuuuuuuuuuure l can reserve the guest bedroom for the next 10 years or so, you need a break now …although l do have some good news for you – design wise 🙂 Prepare to receive an email today 🙂

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    1. I do need a break, but I’ve needed breaks worse and survived. I could just walk out the door at any time. All of these responsibilities I’ve taken on aren’t really mine… but they are. Because I took them on willingly. It wouldn’t be much of a break if I spent the whole time worrying about how everyone was. Zeus lays by the front door waiting for me when I walk to the corner market fer cryin out loud 🙄🤦🏼‍♀️
      Thing will ease up and even out… they always do. Meanwhile, mental health wise, I’m doing excellent. I’m working on the physical, baby steps right now. I’m actually happier, more content within myself now, than anytime previous. I’m excited about future adventures.

      I’ll watch for the email. If I remember 🤪😂

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      1. Well that’s good, keep telling yourself that Angie – in the interim period l just wait for the day when you take the well deserved break needed and still at a time when you are able to enjoy it 🙂

        I don’t speak badly here either – l speak from watching others constantly going through what you go through and see how tired and fatigued and ill they become.

        Not me being morbid, just honest.

        Well l will send it now 🙂

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  5. Why is it always the case that phone calls which are not fun to make seem to happen on the same day?! Well done for getting on and dealing with them, best to get frustrations over with! And well done for getting your vote in – keeping my fingers and toes crossed for you!

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  6. First, your vote is in and counted. Hurray! (Blue wave!)

    Second, you’re exactly right on how to deal with folks in call-centers. You are rarely going to get anywhere by making a big stink. Honey is the key. Having said that, there ARE times when you have to insist on speaking to a supervisor. Having been one of those supervisors, I was very aware that some of my employees were not exactly stellar.

    Third, my apologies for getting way behind with my perusal of your posts. (I know, I sound like a broken record at times.) And it probably is bothering me way more than it is bothering you, but I like to stay on top of your adventures because I really do care about the ups and downs and smiles and frowns… 😉

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    1. I hate when I get behind. It messes with me big time.
      Never fear, you’ll get caught up when you do. It’s still a rollercoaster over here and it’s still running😉

      I was happy to see how quickly the ballot got to the Registrar. I think Newsom was smart sending mail ballots to everyone. Some people will probably still skip it, but it’s SO easy.

      This is the first election I can remember being terrified. I was worried 4 years ago, I 4 states beyond “worried” this time. The 2A Wingnuts are what terrifies me. I’m almost glad for the Kootie keeping people safe at home.

      Dang! Sorry for going all dark… 🤐🙄🤦🏼‍♀️💌

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