Young friend couldn’t come this past week after all, but he is expected, comes tomorrow. Avon and lunch lady came as planned on Thursday and Friday. More substantial shifts, however, are in the wind. Older friend has gotten a new job that will take changing his hours, and some family needs have developed so he no longer has as much time to be helpful. He is not gone from the scene. He just can’t be around as much. That’s now cause to find someone to do the stuff he’s been doing for a while.
The food truck was scheduled for today of course; the delivery Monday business is highly unsatisfactory. However, it must be tolerated for the time being. The aide service disarray isn’t changed, but, it is expected to get worse. State documents at hand include a form for release of information. A new medical concern’s falling, as it almost happened twice on Saturday. A service for internet hasn’t been set up yet as there’s been no chance to get check in the mail to set up an account for it.
The rent has to be paid this week, and the management’s set an inspection of smoke alarms, HVACs, etc., for business hours on any day throughout the week. As outside weather’s fairly nice generally, people are getting out. All three nearby neighbors are gone at times, so there’s no one to ask for some help with something like changing a light bulb. Word was, a contact has gotten interested in the organization of the project. That is good to know, but it won’t provide help on it, at least now.
Day begins at sunset (every day earlier now).
It’s estimated it will take a week to establish the internet service (wireless) from the cable company. It involves mail and telephone calls. Thereafter it will take suffering with writing a check every month or some such thing. While a sit down the hall is a poor substitute, even that’s now out, the landlady said (which led to this week’s Diary topic). Maybe the postings will get posted. The neighbor getting the mail from the post office is having an operation on Wednesday.
So, at this point, the food truck is coming a different day, the internet routine is a different system, the mail pick up will be a different person and the lunch lady will be coming later now; she explained on Friday that their office changed the routing. The doctor’s office called with an appointment for Thursday; he came Friday. At least he’s not every week. What had been aide service is still a hit and miss disarray, under some construction. (Avon purchases are unchanged.)
The change of seasons, of course, happens this week. HVAC’s presumably okay for the summer, as maintenance took a look a few days ago. The scooter’s making more noises but at least there’s one strong set of batteries. The legal help’s still very uncertain. And, there’s one more addition to the death list that’s been accumulating since Christmas. Very special friends are living in the building. One died Friday. He is missed and will be. It’s a thing in the old folks’ home.
It can be good to not mention some things.
Young friend came Tuesday. He has other commitments for this coming week and can’t come back until next week. Fortunately older friend got the cash for the rental money orders already and those are in hand due to young friend. Older friend will not be around on Sunday as his family has Father’s Day events planned. He did help extra, as one of the plants needed some extra care. A search began for a lawyer which will surely be effort in time, etc. There’s a meager contact with one.
The internet connection vanished Thursday evening. It likely will not be back. What was used for a little over a year was the neighbor lady’s connection (at her invitation). Internet connection is needed for many things, including posting these literary masterpieces. The building’s cable service has such service, but frantic calls to their offices to find out about it netted little more than recordings. Unsecured wireless is around. It takes a scoot down the hall and a sit there.
Food can be bought at the supermarket. There is no one to go get it that’s reliable, and trying to ride the scooter around in one isn’t too feasible. For one thing, the batteries will get depleted too quickly. Getting the food truck on a better schedule may be impossible. Aide service, of course, doesn’t exist at present. Pest control came around on Tuesday in the hunt for bedbugs in the building (about two floors at a time) and found nothing. That is good. (May that continue.)
Life is only here and now.
The week began on a most frantic note: the first item to get out of the way on Tuesday was pay the rent, as the management office is closed on Wednesdays (June 1 being Wednesday). The bank teller hadn’t signed the money order, which wasn’t noted until the assistant office manager noted it, so several hours were spent getting someone to go to the bank to get it signed Tuesday morning. Papers from the state did not arrive as was expected, so Thursday frantic hours went for state offices.
Friday brought not only the lunch lady and the food truck but another thing to extensively disrupt life. Food truck routes have been changed. From now on that’s to come Mondays unless that’s a holiday, in which case it’ll come Saturday. Scooter has developed a substantial squeak. The newer one apparently works all right, but it’s harder to manage, and if the little one gives out completely (a firm suspicion) life will be just newly impossible. (The little one fits into the bathroom.)
Come tomorrow, pest control will be coming around to look for signs of bed bugs, to be more specific some time between 9:00 a.m. and 5:00 p.m. Young friend could not come the past week and was badly missed Tuesday morning. Older friend is nearly getting overloaded with additional requests in the absence of aide service. Avon comes this week. At least the weather is relatively nice and the computer is fairly operational. Many items in mind, some important, are going nowhere very fast.
Some people just take up space.