I'm tired of cooking/preparing 3 meals a day. It's just the two of us but boy oh boy can that woman eat!! She stays slimish, I get fattish. It's bad enough I do everything here much less start making her one thing and me the other. At times I feel guilty when I buy her fast food cuz of the nutritional value....not to mention I eat it too.
In holiday hilarity, my ex posted to the family thread "Barb has shingles". My middle daughter, who will be here later with her family for a seder, near had a panic attack. Nope, he substituted my name for his wife's. Miserable to have shingles, especially on a holiday weekend when you are travelling.
Is her name Barb too? 🤣🤭
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I don't want to "check in" with mom or make her meals. She can't ever remember if she has eaten.
I don't want to yell so loud so she can hear me, I don't want to repeat myself nor hear repeats of her questions. I don't want to smile all the time and pretend that's it not hard having her here even when she says she can't be "too much trouble."
I am emotionally exhausted and burned out. Lord help me make it through this period of my life...
OK. My whine is done. Thanks for listening!
There! Thanks for "listening"
AsianDaughter - I remember how exhausting it is to constantly have to shout to be heard, and it's hard not to sound like a shrieking harpy even when you aren't feeling that way!
A bargain and finding what you like, works every time.
I write this also to warn others. It's very hard to find good, honest caregivers (whether private or agency) (even with good references, driver's licence, etc.). The more smoothly that all works, the more smoothly your own life will go.
The IT man fixed the problem -- turns out, the caregivers didn't do anything. It was a weird thing the iphone did by itself, after an automatic software update (the iphone suddenly created a passcode, even though we never had a passcode). However, the caregivers have done other bad things, and I'll look for alternatives. Have a great day, everyone!
Trying to access docs on laptop, waiting for code via text to my phone which doesn't come through.
Notice that docs are there came through email.
The same thing happened to me yesterday (my mother’s phone). It was caused by an automatic OS update for iphones.
First the phone suddenly created a passcode (we never have a passcode). (This part, wasn’t happening to your phone, Glad).
We also got a screen with “emergency calls only” + passcode required. We were locked out of the phone.
The IT man came. I don’t know exactly how he solved it. But he needed the apple ID, then he removed the SIM card, put it back in, then he tried a passcode (he was lucky and it was right). Then the phone was back to normal. He deleted the passcode, so my mother has easy access to her phone.
New update: it turns out my mother herself put the passcode! We (the IT friend and I never imagined my mother would be able to do it). I told her today, we know she couldn't have done it. Suddenly she said, she did it, and indeed she knew the passcode. It didn't occur to her to tell us she did it, because she didn't realize that was the problem we tried to fix yesterday with her phone. And I never would have imagined she knows how to put a passcode.
So the mystery has been solved. It wasn't an iphone glitch. It was my mother who suddenly put a passcode, after the iphone software update.
I challenge myself henceforth to stop whining (at least for 7 days straight), starting from 22 April ’22.
I challenge myself to make the same Herculean effort towards myself, as I did for my mother. No excuses.
Starting tomorrow about 11 a.m. and continuing into the night. gusts to 65 mph! It has to stop sometime, right? The level of dust gets so bad you cannot see past the houses across the street. One neighbor is in the process of moving to Wyoming where it is even worse, more often. Wonder if he is sorry yet!
A couple of days ago a fire was started by the battery of a crashed drone.
So my challenge was supposed to start today (22 April '22):
(1) Stop whining for at least 7 days. (2) No excuses; help myself as much as I helped my mother.
I ended up yelling (I normally never yell) while speaking to my mother today. But not at her (she knows that). But at the situation, the stress, the pressure. She (for once) spoke very calmly to me, really understood and empathized, felt the worry I have for my life.
I really needed to express what I said. So I'm glad I did it.
I hope all of you are well. Please everyone, me too, I'm trying to find the right balance: in my situation, I must tip the scales more towards me, more help towards my life. Wishing us all luck!!!!!
Not much will have to be tossed - the small freezer, some shelving and a few bits of baseboard and ceiling tile I had stored down there. The wooden base the washer and drier sat on will have to go. Not sure what else.
The plumber is still down there and the clean up crew will come when they are finished what they are doing elsewhere.
I really didn't need another insurance claim to deal with. I think it is the same adjuster we had for the post evac stuff and she was awful. Oh well.
On top of this R now has covid and is feeling pretty rotten, so he won't be up to work on the house for a while. I had already decided that we would not get it on the market for May 1, so aiming at June 1 now. It will happen when it will happen In guess.