Hyper Harper! That's what I am calling the new puppy. She is such a handful. *** Disclaimer *** She wasn't my decision lol. Actually, I really l like her, even though I am allergic to dogs. She is working on getting potty trained. It's like half and half. I took her outside for like 30 minutes, came back in, and she peed in the floor. Oh my...LOL
I'm trying not to worry about everything. It isn't easy. MY sister brought home a little bug from work. They say they were tested at work and it isn't covid, but it lasts about a week. I feel overly ugh. I should feel better maybe next Tuesday or Wednesday. The grass and everything is growing out of control. I'm trying to stay up with it all. That's how spring is. I ran out of line for the first time in 4 years so sis has got to get some more. Once, she does it will last a while.
On the genealogy front, my sister has an old flatbed printer. I hooked it up and have been scanning pictures and documents, as many as I can find in case a certain person comes and destroys everything. At least, we'll have a digital backup. I've probably done about 700+ pictures and documents. It takes a bit. It is a process for sure. They aren't the best quality (300 dpi), but I feel like I am limited on time to get everything done. I also found a couple of interesting things that I did not know or proof of what I did know. My dad had paperwork for all of his military stuff as well as death certificates and birth certificates on everyone. I found a piece of paper where my mom wrote the county for inquiry about divorce filings. They got a divorce in 1973, when I was eight, but this paperwork was for 1969. I knew they had problems all along. I never saw this paper before though. On the back of a random photo of my dad, there was a rubber stamp of a radio and TV repair business that my grandfather had. I never knew that. My mom got her GED back in the day. I now have a copy the certificate that she received. Also, speaking of mom, while my dad and her were divorced, she married this other guy. He lived with us for 2 weeks. He told my mom it was either us or him. My mom chose him and we went to live with my grandmother. Anyway, his name was H. A. We always wondered what that meant. My mom used to say that it meant nothing. She said to her it meant Horses A@@. LOL. Well, anyway, last night I found their marriage and divorce papers. It had H. A. on it. I found his birth certificate online and it said H. A. and his father's name was H. A. So I guess it really doesn't mean anything at least official. He may still be alive. He would be about 83. Nevertheless, I always kind of like him, even though he wasn't thrilled with having kids. Still, some interesting finds.