Tonight's picture was taken in November of 2007. Mattie was five years old and we took him to Boston for Thanksgiving. As you can see we found some ducks and swans. Mattie was thrilled, as he loved all aspects of nature.
Quote of the day: Today's coronavirus update from Johns Hopkins.
- Number of people diagnosed with the virus: 48,530,447
- Number of people who died from the virus: 779,923
In theory my dad has a caregiver here from 8am to noon. Though that should make my life easier, it doesn't! Today I was ready to flip out. I got all my parents bins out of their storage closet. Each bin was nested tightly into the other, so it literally took me an hour to separate the bins. It is 4:30pm, and I am still cleaning dust and dirt out of the bins. As I plan on using these bins like packing boxes. I am thrilled I found these bins, because I have yet to have a free moment to buy packing boxes for my parents. Instead, I will fill each of these bins with non-breakable items. I plan on having the movers do all the breakables, so they will cover any damages if they occur.
While I was in the garage dealing with bins, my dad's caregiver came out and asked me for a lightbulb. Not for our home, but for her own home. She noticed a particular bulb we had in our storage closet and she said she needed it for her home (if we weren't going to use it). I literally unpacked the two bins that I had just loaded with bulbs to accommodate her request. This is the kind of stuff you deal with whenever you have someone else in your home. Which is why I am truly NOT looking forward to having caregivers in my home.
No matter how lovely the caregiver is, you have to work around them, their schedule, questions, small talk and the list goes on. This caregiver today started talking with me about things in the house she felt needed to be cleaned. Again, if I saw something needed to be cleaned, I would just do it. She sees I am doing twenty things at one time, why not step up and help. Less commentary, more action.
Any case, I am going back to the garage of bins, with the hope that I can begin filling them tonight. Mind you I have been throwing things out (which involved needing my neighbor's garbage cans too) and making donation piles. There is just not enough hours in a day and I realize there is only one of me. If I could focus on packing, I would have half a chance, but I am balancing phone calls to deal with change of address requests, doctor appointments, taking my parents out to lunch and the list goes on.
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