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.
Anyone want to live near where HGTV is filming the next season of Hometown Takeover? Maybe that will help get this house sold. they will be here for four months. My Saturday morning coffee shop is closed for awhile for a complete remodel. It needed it, it was kind of a dump, but the coffee and company are great!
I looked out for my mom for many, many years. Long before she started getting old and frail. My siblings never really gave me much credit. I have always been considered weak in their eyes. So, I guess it made them feel superior and therefore to have to admit that I'd done something that they wouldn't or couldn't be bothered to do would be too much for them.
It's frustrating to be around people who prefer to see this vision of you that once was instead of recognizing that you are stronger than they like to think of you. I go through my days feeling strong and capable and respected and then when I communicate with my siblings at all suddenly I'm thrown back into that role that they designated for me.
I handle it by avoiding them. It would be nice to have a relationship with them but it's not worth it for me when they try to keep me down. I could find a cure for cancer and they'd still find a way to diminish it some how.
Feel good about yourself. You know what you did. God knows what you did. Screw your siblings! They don't deserve to have a relationship with you and you don't need their respect or admiration. Give it to yourself!
I did everything that my Mother wanted or needed for 9 and a half years while neither one of my brother's did anything to help Mother or I.
A thank you would have meant alot to me but it's been 6 years since Mother left and I still haven't heard one.
Even if my sibs were to say something now it would be too little, too late for me. I feel so much better about myself now that I don't care. I carry myself a little taller now around them and it's humorous to me how much they still try to make me feel small. Sad for them that they need a scapegoat to feel powerful.
And I would give directions using those landmark's as they are easier to see than street signs.
Dad taught me to read a map at an early age so I feel more comfortable with my trusty map-book then relying on GPS. One time we were visiting my grandparents out in the mid-west. Grandpa had me drive. His directions were "turn North" "now turn East", to which I asked him to use "left" or "right" as I wasn't familiar with compass directions.
My father does not want to eat. I prepare very high calorie meals and he eats one or two bites. Gaining weight just cooking them.
Would it help to offer more hours, or a raise to your parent's helper?
I know the good ones are few and far between. Some will be leaving for school, but even then, maybe hiring the worker back for an occasional after classes may work?
Have you ever heard of Jordan Peterson?
I hate him. lol That's for many reasons, and all based on his terrible social theories. One example: He says females are the chaos in the world while males are the order, women cause men to suffer, and society should control women's sexuality and reproductivity. He argues that this is based on natural laws. He promotes sexism/misogyny as completely normal and natural.
I was just curious why you brought him up. I know his self-help stuff is popular. And I know my opinion and experiences aren't the only ones in the world. 💚
Funny, though, because I'm watching this video about JP right now in short segments as I break from finals work. It's a good debunking over three hours. https://youtu.be/hSNWkRw53Jo
I know his self-help has reached many people, and I'm all for that. 💙
You must mean we're not supposed to😏🙄
I thought Jordan Peterson is a psychologist.
Disclaimer:
Had no intention whatsoever to discuss politics.
Never meant to set you off Ali.
Maybe stay away from fb until you pass your finals.
R found a suitable vehicle to rent. The place I found that you could book one online at a good price, denied any knowledge of that when he went in person. But he went off today to E'ton with his tools (for doing repairs) to rent the one he booked by phone last night, and when he got there they wouldn't accept his driver's license which is on his smart phone. He says he hasn't used the hard copy for at least a year and off hand doesn't know where it is, with moving his stuff from the farm. The police accept the license on his phone!
I suggested he get to a registration office and get a hard copy rather than driving back out into the country and trying to find his old one. That was 4 hours ago and I haven't heard any more. I hope no news is good news.
My lovely lad who has been taking care of the lawn and garden says this is his last day. I will miss him. What a blessing he and his family have been to me. The clover on the front lawn is disappearing!!! He's doing a few extra jobs today to tidy things up. If he ever needs a reference I would be very happy to give him one.
I have listed my house with another agent. Hope this one does something!
But, I am not encouraged, went to the website advertised on the sign, and it doesn't work. Agent says it is being updated.😧😧
update - R got a temporary licence and they wouldn't accept that either as it doesn't have a photo on it. -so back to square one as it will take a month for him to get the replacement in the mail. A friend is lending him an older van, it is being serviced and I hope is road worthy. He will head north when it is ready. I'm not holding my breath.
My lawn lad will keep in touch. I said I would be interested in hearing how his last year at U of C goes. Then he wants to go on to a masters. In less than 2 years his family will move near to Stony. His dad told me they want to buy a small acreage there for retirement. Nice.
I wrestled with my printer/scanner downloading updates, restarting the router etc. for a while this morning and finally got it to scan. Some places will accept a photo, which is handy, but not all. I need another hot bath and a large mug of tea!!! ☕
I can't believe this but we have another obstacle. It's becoming a soap opera. R was finishing part of a job - lifting the last floor board off with a prybar when a piece broke off the bar and flew into his forearm - just between the top of his glove and the cuff of his shirt. Drs said the fabric or even fat (R is very lean) would have slowed its progress. He was 6 hours in the hospital where they poked and dug and finally found the piece between two tendons and against an artery and decided to leave it there. He had a tetanus shot and is on a hefty dose of antibiotics. He was to have an MRI for a shoulder injury yesterday and come up today but the MRI has been postponed for a couple of months, and we will see how his arm is when they change the dressing. He needs to rest it. Fortunately it is his left arm and he is right handed but still...
The drs talked about future specialized surgery if the metal shifts or if he has lasting numbness in his fingers. I guess it will take a few more days to settle down so we can see what is happening.. My father got shrapnel in his shoulder in WW1 and it stayed there all his life and didn't cause him any problems. But, R does a lot of physical work with his hands and arms. I think R's challenge is to rest his arm specially these first few days. He doesn't take kindly to inactivity.
On the bright side, dd seems to be doing well with radiation therapy so far. And I have a dumpster organized for the 23rd . Sil and dgs will do the honours.
It is getting to the point where I am wondering what will come next. I was hearing on the phone about R's gory episode when Rocky who was sitting on the dresser looking out the window fell (or jumped?) behind the dresser, All I heard was a "thump". She was trapped behind there and tried to scrabble up the back then fled when I moved it so she could get out. Not like her at all.
I never liked soap operas.
Just saying.
Good Grief!
Sorry..........hope you aren't in too much pain.
Hugs!