Clouds and rain...and a lotta %%%%...

 That sums up the day here so Mercy and I slept and did chores. A cold front is supposed to cool things off but I am skeptical. It is currently 65 degrees at 4 AM. Before I forget and continue to bore the pants off loyal readers, my thanks for your support last Saturday. Dodging a hurricane does not happen often enough.

My time has been consumed by various telephone calls and pissing off Medicare representatives because apparently I use multi-syllabic phrases and do not make my point quickly enough to suit them. The oft-given advice to contact them to discuss options during Open Enrollment is only good if the representative understands my needs and desires an actual conversation about them. They are better than the persons at my Advantage Plan. Those folks are in a different country and plainly do not understand their jobs or much English. A conversation that should have been five minutes turned into an hour as I got passed to three individuals. None resolved my inquiry and one of the three attempted to call the insurance agent responsible for signing me up for this soon-to-disappear plan because he gave me the information I then attempted to verify at the company and at Medicare. The letter to be sent regarding this had not arrived and I asked if it had been sent. Medicare advised that  I have an extended enrollment opportunity until the last day of February, noting nothing about guaranteed  right of issue or the letter needed as legal proof of same due to my insurer scrapping this plan. I even contacted my congressional district representative's office here out of frustration. After learning the length of time it might take to investigate and resolve this, I decided not to involve her office unless the letter failed to appear.

Gaining this information took days and much research on my part. I also spoke to insurance professionals and made an appointment to speak to a SHIP representative, a program available in each state that provides free help to discuss Medicare options. 

My letter arrived yesterday...

I am catching my breath and buying a fat notebook...

Have a great day!

Eerily quiet...

 It rained before dusk. At sunset, it stopped and has been quiet, more so than is usually the case on a Friday. There are no vehicles on the eight lanes fronting this property, no dogs dragging their humans at the end of a lead in the court yard, no one going to or from the communal dumpster in our parking area and nary a voice on a mobile phone outside because the individual had no reception needed for an outgoing call indoors.

The expected rain and potential flooding from this hurricane have not materialized here, fortunately.  Other parts of this State are devastated and thousands lack electricity and basic services at this point.  Neither Miss Mercy nor I have been able to sleep since the rain stopped hours ago.

Spare some thoughts for those affected and help if you can.

105 miles per hour at landfall packs quite a punch...