Ron damaged his van today by smacking into another car, which wasn’t damaged.

Yesterday, his checking account was overdrawn by over $2,000 because of an erroneous ActBlue donation. Automatic transfers wiped out the joint checking account and my savings account.

The bank jumped in to help and ActBlue refunded the $2,750, but it’s pending in PayPal. Ron closed his checking account and opened a new one.

It’s still messy and we won’t know how many corrections actually were made until everything posts tonight.

After finishing at the bank, Ron and I were able to move the middle seat in the van to the rear, thus unearthing a turd, probably from the devil Buddy. That could account for why the van has smelled so awful even with my cleaning.

Even with these unfortunate events, we made our visit to Tiverton for lunch and a fine visit with Lizzie’s former owners. Their place is fantastic, very rural, although on a busy road to a beach. I loved seeing their gardens, and we drove around their pond on the way back to 24.

They sent us home with a big bag of zucchini. Guess I’ll be cooking tomorrow.

The laundry, including our bedsheets, had been sitting all day and it was mildewed. I went out at 8 for an inexpensive but nice set at Marshall’s – thank goodness they were open late – just so we could get to bed at a reasonable hour. I was sleep deprived the whole time, having gotten up at 4:30 to let Lizzie out.

Today was redoing the sheets plus a white wash.

I also ordered an ID tag for Lizzie and picked up a Mashpee tag for her at Town Hall. I must still have felt the effects of yesterday’s sleep deficit because I left the application behind but, luckily, did bring the rabies certificate.

On the ride home yesterday, Lizzie, who had almost half of the vehicle interior to herself, figured out how to get herself on the seat! I didn’t see how she did it but got a neat photo of her looking very pleased and dangling her front paws elegantly over the edge of the seat.

We had Cathy and Cindy over yesterday for veg pizza from Graziella’s and Sangria.

Lizzie was her usual ladylike self.

She was up and about at midnight, and I tried to get her to go outside, but we missed. She did much better this morning.

Thank goodness for home-based laundry machines!

Oh, my, a religious experience. It’s in the Commons on North Street.

We dropped off the last pile of detritus to the transfer station. A kind gentleman who has a second home here (he and his wife have a 24 acre spread in Maine) helped us.

We stopped for dog treats at Stop & Shop and then made the pilgrimage to Duke’s Donut Worx. Guess what we had for lunch?

Ron and I mowed yesterday and he cleaned up leaf and stick detritus from the side yard. I did a transfer station run.

I signed off on Lizzie adoption papers this morning.

Locast has been shut down by the courts, so I upgraded our Xfinity subscription yesterday. I set up the two TVs for their Beta streaming service and found channels with World programming. So, we can still watch DW News.

Nice weather yesterday. Lizzie was great this morning.

I spent some time on researching insurance companies prior to our policy renewals. I’d made the mistake of asking for bids from agencies and as a result, waded through a bunch of non-starter proposals. After looking at BestRate reviews, I signed us up with Geico for auto and am working on transferring the Homeowners to another agency.

Washed the floor coverings from Lizzie’s accident the other night.

The sunflowers crashed during the storm, so I cut them down.

Ron treated us to Wildfire pizza for supper.

Multiple tornado warnings last night. Woke us all up. Lizzie didn’t want to go out in the pouring rain and had an accident. Not her fault.

Labor Day weekend is almost here, and I’m feeling the usual letdown. Not that I love summer – I don’t – but the commercial reminders of cookouts and gatherings are depressing.

School started here yesterday.

Lizzie was up at midnight, standing by our bedroom door, needing to urinate.

That was okay, I let her out and she came right back in.

An hour later, she barked after she Trumped in the kitchen.

It took longer to settle her down that time. She refused to move and kept her hind legs stiff and locked. I brought a couple of rugs up from the basement to give her some footing. Ron helped by talking with her.

She did eventually get up and went back to sleep in the second bedroom, and she was fine this morning. She did a “leak” on her own, and a Trump when Ron took her for a walk.

We have a dog again, a 15 year old Standard Poodle who arrived yesterday from Tiverton.

She’s quiet and easy to walk. She likes Teddy’s Hill’s Science Diet. She’s very thin and we’re hoping to build her up a little.

She doesn’t seem to miss her folks; didn’t make a sound her first night here.

I was able to make coffee this morning without dog help, which was a nice surprise.

We had a nice conversation over lunch with her people.

Ron blew my mind by agreeing immediately to keep her. He’s been pushing back pretty hard on getting another dog, but Lizzie won him over.

Sunday, we hauled brush to the transfer station. One more trip tomorrow will do it. It’s nice to not see that giant pile any longer.

Having given up on the chipper, Ron tackled the big brush pile and we were able to squeeze in one trip to the transfer station before it closed.

I had a yen for apple pancakes and was too lazy to shop for pie filling so made it from scratch with apples on hand.

Ron needed meds at Stop & Shop so he brought home groceries.

The owner of the standard poodle called. We may be meeting them on Monday.

I spent a good part of the day watching a video of the Barnstable County Commissioners’ 2 1/2 hour July 2020 meeting on 350 Cape Cod’s climate change petition, as well as trying to better understand the components of County government.

It was much more pleasant outside today, thank goodness.

Ron did a white wash yesterday.

I went to the main library in Falmouth to get a replacement card and a book on hold.

Picked up sandwiches for our lunch at Coonamessett Farm: excellent.

Ron said he is not ready for another dog. He’s still traumatized from being attacked by Teddy.

We ran out of coffee yesterday. Ron cleverly remembered that we have Peet’s espresso pods, and those worked nicely this morning.

We visited Sturgis Library so I could see their new-ish edible garden. I am wondering how this will thrive with little sun and no irrigation.

Ron bought some books and we did a quick grocery shop on the way back, including egg rolls that made a nice lunch with kale salad.

I uploaded NEPS files for Jim’s review.