Saturday March 22nd 2025

Tweety, BSN, RN · Mar 22

Good morning.

Joe hope you have a good visit and glad the trip went well.

They did some of the roof work yesterday (they were supposed to come on Monday). Painters are supposed to finish up on Monday and the owner said she'd let me know what time but that they may not make it Monday, which means they won't and I'll be snubbed for about the 8th time in missed appointments. Plus they have trash to take way. I suppose we'll get there one day. They are on Google reviews they will get a scathing one from me.

Not sure what I'll be up to today but need to mow and probably will do that. The heat came on this morning so it's a bit chilly.

Have a great day.

No Stars In My Eyes · Mar 22

G'mornin' ~

Yep, I do feel like a crispy-critter for sure, with my brain dry and blackened around the edges. Oh, but I do get some pay, that being a check for $400/mo. Not much, is it?! But it does help a LITTLE bit anyway. I am looking forward to this next week of 3 days for Nannie at the new Sr. Ctr. place that is much closer to home (can pick her up later in the day than from the other place).....and maybe Chatty CG will start back THIS week on her Thursday afternoons. I will save my "w00t!" comment for later on in the week.

Yeah, nope, never cared much for Nannie; she never cared much for me, either, especially after I moved down here, being as how I was....to her....an inexplicable Yankee woman. It is odd ... to ME....how many females down here in the South are, I dunno, almost a foreign species. I know I have mentioned before how Nannie used to get up at 2:30 AM to lay out her husband's clothes while he was showering, and she'd also make him a hot breakfast before he left for work. And, I used to know a woman who ironed her father's bed-sheets before making up his bed, 🤨 and she enjoyed doing so, was PROUD of 'taking such good care' of her daddy. And the funny thing about Nannie is that she admired my mother so much, without acknowledging (as if she could) that the woman who raised me is also the one who essentially made me into the person I became, so much like HER. She was the Yankee who had a very 'different way' of being a mother, from the mother Nannie was. At least my mother had intellect and humor, two things Nannie does not encompass in her being, and she certainly had and has not very much emotional maturity. Her dementia is like an amplified version of her worst qualities.

Saturday is just another day here. Will have to get Nannie up within the next hour, and attend to the trash/dishes/laundry. I have been better about keeping the dishes within the sink and washing them up more often than I have been doing. Today, I also have to dash out to the pharmacy, as I took my last Xanax last night, and "we" don't want THAT to be missing from this equation!! I have been taking 1/2 tab on the afternoons when I feel.......no, not exactly murderous, but at the end of my fraying rope! So I also keep telling myself: This too shall pass !! (But WHEN, is what I wonder.)

Okay, enough of that!

I appreciate all your good words, support, and understanding.

nursej22, MSN, RN · Mar 22

Hey all. Overcast day here, apparently a big storm is moving in tomorrow. It poured last night, just about the time I went out to pick up a pizza, which frankly was very disappointing. Oh well. I also swung by the grocery store to get some coffee, so I could make my morning cup, this morning.

I think I have dh calmed down, a little bit. He is busy making lists, things to buy, things to pack, things to tell youngest ds to do while we're gone. The TV is showing college basketball. No one is watching, but as soon as I turn it off, it will be clicked on again. I've been picking up clutter, printing off itineraries, and looking at guide books.

Joe, that sounds like a nice visit. I presume your aunt is your dad's sister? My mom's family used to live in Goshen, IN, but they moved west during the depression, to start a chicken farm, of all things.

Stars, your MiL sounds like many of the women who live in a town in our county. When you meet them, they ask where your family is from and which church you attend. I try to avoid going there, because I dislike the way they look down on "others".