New car

I did it. I upgraded my car and went fully electric. I had planned to upgrade in the Fall 2026 / Spring of 2027, yet I have been watching the options for the past 6 months. I liked the Kia EV6 since I drove it in 2022, and I like the new Tesla Model Y. Shelley hates driving the Model Y with all the controls on the middle-mounted screen. The EV6 has many aspects in common with a typical gas combustion auto.

My Kia Niro, which I bought in November 2018, was approaching 80,000 miles and needed the timing and serpentine belts replaced, along with some other minor maintenance. If I could find a new car at a reasonable price, I would be ready to buy early and use those funds for a purchase rather than a repair.

While monitoring the EV6 and Tesla markets, I noticed a 0% interest option on Kia EV6 vehicles. Although it’s tempting to save money when buying a new car, this could be an easy way to earn conservative returns on cash. I did the same with my Kia Niro, taking out a 5-year loan that I paid off in 40 months. Since I have no debts, this wasn't an issue.

I decided against that option as the prices were still over $40,000.

Then I saw a 2023 Kia EV6 rental return with 15,000 miles for $27,000. The car was listed for over $57,000 when new, as shown on the report below. I convinced Shelley to take a test drive. I had thought the color was white, and that was not my favorite option. However, when the salesman drove it around, I fell in love with the color and look. It was off-white, called glacier.

Shelley test-drove the vehicle and was pleased with it. So I started negotiations. With the trade-in of the Kia Niro, they said I would be able to walk out for under $23,000, including taxes and license fees ($7,500 for the Niro).

I told them I needed to think it over and went home to do some research.  I was all over the map, prepared to buy as proposed, to walking from the deal. I spend at least 5 hours lamenting. I finally decided to approach the dealership, and if they could get me out the door for closer to $20,000, I would do the deal.

I went to the dealership at 12:30 and started the discussion. Four hours later, I left with the car on my terms! I was pleased. In my opinion, this was a great deal! A significant number of leased EVs are being returned, so it is a buyer's market. I may find a better deal over the next year, but this car's color and amenities are just what I want. In the future, I may not see all the desired features in a single vehicle at a great price.

Now the search for a charger installation and learning the new vehicle operation.

Carry on my friends, carry on!

Infusions over? Feel a little better

Yesterday was my last iron infusion and eighth of the year! I hope it's the final one for now. My hands were affected by previous infusions, so this time they used my arm. This is much easier for me than the hand route, and I'm glad they chose this option.

For the first time, I am experiencing side effects from the iron infusion, such as headaches, nausea, dizziness, fatigue, and muscle aches. Strange sensations include pain in my left earlobe and the outside of my big toes. Very odd feelings! They also advise no exertion or significant exercise for 48 hours. I am really looking forward to getting on the bike tomorrow, after 9 days off for the infusion!

The hematologist believes that the only place I could be losing blood is in my stomach. I know that when I take oral iron, my stool is often red. I assume hemorrhoids (piles) or anal fissures (tears) caused by the severe constipation from oral iron. Sometimes the stool is black, too. I have started taking pantoprazole and watching my diet, hoping this will lead me closer to a solution.

What’s frustrating is that the recommended dose of Pantoprazole is 20 mg twice daily. However, insurance does not cover that dosage and frequency. Instead, they cover the 40 mg tablet I would take once a day, but in a less ideal way. What's ironic is that the two options cost about the same, but for some reason, they will not cover the 20 mg dose.

Shelley returned from Nashville late yesterday, where she had a rewarding yet exhausting time with her four grandchildren. I know her dad is eager to see her, since she has been visiting him at least three times a week and has been gone for six days. We leave again in January to babysit the four children while her parents go to Cabo. I had initially hoped that North Dakota State would make the FCS finals and arrive in Nashville early for the FCS Championship, but they really blew it in the first playoff round. They did not look good. Still, Montana State seems unstoppable. So maybe it's a blessing they didn’t make it. 

Until next time, Carry on my friends, carry on!

Christmas Eve

So here we are, it's Christmas Eve. Shelley flew to Nashville on Monday to be with four of her seven grandchildren. Her dad is unhappy she is gone over Christmas, but in memory care, not sure there is a Christmas.  Or if they remember if there was.

Initially, I planned to spend Christmas in North Carolina with my son, and Shelley would be in Nashville. However, my anemia dictated otherwise. I was experiencing dizziness, shortness of breath, and other symptoms related to anemia. On two occasions, I fell when I stood up because of low iron. I needed to get the infusions as soon as possible.

Since I have already met my deductibles this year and needed to boost my iron levels quickly, getting infusions before the year ends was the best option. After several weeks of dealing with insurance, we finally scheduled the infusions. Just today and December 26 infusions remain.

I hope the infusions can help me shake off the funk I've been in. It’s been tough to work out, and my shortness of breath has been a real challenge to overcome. However, after the first three infusions, I’ve noticed less difficulty breathing! My muscles are sore, and they say not to do anything strenuous for 24 to 48 hours after each infusion, so I will have to wait until next week to work out.

So I am spending the holidays at home alone, getting infusions and resting. I might visit my mother, but she is unwell, and I don't want to catch anything that could disrupt the infusion schedule and extend into next year when my deductible resets!

I'm spending my alone time shampooing the carpets and doing some deep cleaning around the house. It really needed it! I haven't been home much since September 11—only 14 days—and I never got around to doing the pre-winter cleaning. I hope I can get a few weeks at home actually to recover from the infusions and all my travels. I have one more trip planned: to watch Shelley's grandchildren for 10 days in early January.

I am torn with my decision to let go of any relationship with my estranged son. The full post is available here. In his 45 years of life, I have seen him for far fewer than 365 days.  There was that strong hope for so long. So many times he said he would stay in touch, and I was ghosted. It is part of life to accept.

There's a chance I'll have to fly to North Carolina to watch the dog in late January and again in late February. Jordan's fiancé has to go to Abu Dhabi at least twice, for two-week stretches early this spring. If Jordan travels, he'll need someone to babysit the dog. Over the past year, I've been the preferred babysitter because, for some reason, that dog just adores me and gives me chores to do while I'm there. 

Carry on my friends, carry on!

Bentleyville 2025

We decided to take a one-day trip to Duluth, Minnesota, to see Bentleyville, the country's largest free Christmas light display. Since we had some Christmas packages arriving, we waited until they were delivered before leaving. At 2:00 PM, one package arrived, so we decided to go, thinking the second might not come today. The first package was a cute ornament from Leslie! 

About 10 minutes into the drive, I got a text message saying the second package had been delivered. We turned around and picked up the mail. It was 2:35 PM, and we were back on the road heading toward Duluth. We encountered a few traffic jams on the south side of Saint Paul, but otherwise, the traffic was smooth and easy to navigate. We arrived in Duluth just after 5:00 PM and checked into the hotel. Arriving in the room, Shelley was excited. The room was a suite, with a bedroom, a fireplace, a separate living room, and a small kitchen. When exploring the bathroom, she found a large soaking tub separate from the shower.

Since we had the executive privileges, we went upstairs to the concierge lounge. They were serving egg rolls, wontons, deviled eggs, and mini chocolate pies for dessert. This was adequate for the night's dinner. 

One frustration was forgetting my CPAP machine's power cord. Luckily, I picked one up at Ace Hardware, only half a mile away. Shelley would not have been happy with me if I hadn’t gotten the cord! It was about 6:30 PM when we finally arrived at Bentleyville.

It wasn't very crowded, and it made for a nice walk. Shelley was amazed by all the lights, and I'm happy she enjoyed them. I enjoyed them with Jordan about 7 years ago, and they are still great, just not as impressive as the first time. They provide free hot chocolate, chocolate-chip cookies, popcorn, and marshmallows to roast over the fires. For a free event, this is outstanding—better than some events that require an entry fee.

I tried to take many pictures, and some are shown below. During a photo attempt, I was clumsy, toppled one of the displays, and landed flat on my face. Fortunately, I was OK, and all I cared about was the camera. I was happy I didn't appear to have broken anything. I tested the camera to make sure it was OK. I hurt all over and wondered how I would feel tomorrow. Images are below.

 

 It was about 8:15 PM when we got back to the hotel. We relaxed and enjoyed the excellent room until we had to leave the next day. 

I had a decent night's sleep, but Shelley slept little at all. I was up at 8:00 AM and went to the concierge lounge for breakfast. Shelley joined me at 9:00 AM as we planned the day. We decided a short shopping trip would be nice before heading home. Due to the weather, we wanted to get home before rush hour.

At 1:45 AM, we were heading to Canal Park for a quick shopping trip. At Duluth Pack Company, I found a good outdoor fire poker. At other stores, Shelley found some gifts for the grandkids. We also discovered a great chocolate shop where we couldn't resist a variety of quality treats.

At 1:30 PM, we were heading home. The drive was easy, and we arrived home just before 4:00 PM, ahead of rush hour traffic. We were tired, so we unloaded, ate, relaxed, and turned in early.

Carry on my friends, Carry On! 

Contact made

On November 20, I posted about letting go regarding my oldest and estranged son. As stated, he tends to reach out at odd hours after long periods, with “news”. The past two times, he said he had a new phone and had the wrong number.

He sent me an e-mail on December 5. It read:

So, a couple of things. I got a new phone and your old number must have stuck in my contacts but your new number did not. I've been messaging you but I think it's to your old one. Like a lot. I messaged you happy birthday and other things and the only reason I can think of is it's your old number.

What is your current number? 

Knowing I did not have a new number, since my phone number has remained the same since late 2021 after Jacob passed away. I thought he was using the same excuse again and was reaching out with “news” that might require some financial support. So I immediately replied the next day, saying:

Mmmmm. So you texted several times, including over three months ago, and you just thought of emailing now?  Sorry if that sounds wrong.

What number do you have? I have had only one for over three years, and we exchanged texts several times.

I am unsure what the news is, but I have had a recurring dream for the past 7 months. It is so strange and generally the same. He is dressed like Jean Valjean. He is the protagonist of Victor Hugo's 1862 novel Les Misérables. The story depicts the character's struggle to lead an everyday life and redeem himself after serving a 19-year-long prison sentence for stealing bread to feed his sister's starving children and attempting to escape from prison. He finds ailing Fanitine. He agrees to care for Fantine’s eight-year-old daughter, Cosette.

Why is that background important? In my recurring dream, my estranged son is dressed like Jean Valjean and is standing over me singing, “So dad, you see it’s true, I have a daughter just for you. Her name is Cossette!”

So it has been a week, and he has not replied. I am not sure he will, as it would show the only number he has is the only one I had for three years. I sent many messages for Christmas 2024, and he replied, “Let’s both make an effort to keep in touch more often. It’s something I want, and I hope you do too.” I wrote three more times and texted twice. He said, “I am busy and will get back to you!” Never heard from him again.

Maybe he will come clean and admit he ignored me. As stated, our last communication was last Christmas and he ghosted me, as he has throughout his life, unless he has “news”.

Carry on my friend, carry on!