When frost is on the car
Don’t leave the door ajar
As winter isn’t far.
Close the windows, too,
And, plan for life anew
In what you hope to do.
Author: me, and, well, it has to be posted somewhere beside the place where it was first posted (and immediately lost in the turnover), namely, facebook. It was so published November 11. At least now it’s not completely lost in the gale winds of existence. And, since it’s here, here’s another:
Only a strong man dares to be gentle.
Only a wise man dare to be still.
Only a great man dares to be humble.
Only a good man dares, and he will.
Likewise author, me. The second one has some age on it as (if memory serves reasonably well) it was written somewhere around 1958; but, it was not put out for publication until June 6 last year (2016) in a sort of private little message board (“Our Pages” in a hosting site called ProBoards). The inspiration was my father who’s birthday was November 13. He would have been 113 or 114 this year. And, no, this is not the kind of stuff that is usually posted here. The doctor came totally unexpectedly on Friday and upset the equilibrium. The Lunch Lady also came Friday, off schedule, and also upset existence as room had to be made for the food. She did bring some eggs.
Young Friend was in the apartment building on Tuesday to see someone else and paused for a moment at the place underfoot — one bright spot in the week. Another bright spot was Saturday afternoon when it became more evident that the new “Lone Ones” club may indeed be established among the residents (two members). And, the brightest spot of all was also Friday as the aide from nursing services did a tremendous job of getting yours truly cleaned up. The standing aide service person was an annoying pain Wednesday, to the point where a request was turned in to cut her time to one hour (in the hope she would quit soon). Older Friend came by three times with his usual helpfulness.
At times it’s time to be different.
Thanksgiving blessings to all. 🙂
Well, it’s new systems to learn, new people on the scene and newish events to consider. First, the people…. Young Friend is still around (as is known at this point) but a second Young Friend, this one dealing with computers, has entered the picture. And, at this point, how to identify him hasn’t been decided. Older Friend is still around, but his circumstances have changed somewhat and exactly how isn’t certain. Among other things, yesterday’s Sunday visit was mostly re-scheduled for today. And, due to an emergency room visit, a bunch of medically related stuff has been handed to him. At least he is still around to be lending a hand in the assorted emergencies that turn up.
In regard to some changes in regard to people…. At the top of the list, the Lunch Lady quit that job and a new Lunch Person is in the works, the revelation of who/what is expected in about two weeks. It’s likely the eggs will be a more difficult matter, but they’re promised. They made many a quick, nourishing meal. A new Helping Lady came Saturday, but she’s not an older woman. She’s a student, very good, but it might be better to identify her differently, which also has not been decided. There’s also a follow up to do on a lady in the building. At present, nursing service is scheduled for twice a week, to which things could be added. Bug inspection is due tomorrow as is a nurse.
There are now two computers at hand that are usable, but neither one is comfortable. The habit was to use the touchpad and button, but the button wasn’t fixed. It is a matter of revert to using a mouse, which is different. Since practically everything was wiped out except the latest version of Windows, stuff has to be copied from the old computer as well as found again. Some things won’t ever be found again. In addition there are newer versions of various things, including email that have to be learned. It’s going to be a very long process to become as functional as before. Ordinary changes, like the food truck being switched to this coming Saturday due to holiday does not help matters much.
Hopes are that everyone had a good holiday.
There were plans to run a test to see about getting postings up. The system vanished. However, if this works, things may just barely be back in action. Being certain about it won’t be for a while.
It’s hoped everyone has a lovely Labor Day holiday weekend. 🙂
The Fourth of July frequently means fireworks. It seems like that’s noise that’s inescapable and here it’s a mostly across the river thing so anything ground level is not seen. Ground level stuff can be great. Helping Lady came yesterday due to emergency situation. One can chalk up the blogs getting done due to her coming. Older Friend brought groceries, etc., but he had to make two trips due to the emergency. The trash was enormous. No doubt about it, things ain’t goin’ too right.
The Security Check Lady called as expected. She’s good. The Advocacy Lady matter is not finished. Lunch Lady, of course, didn’t come as she wasn’t scheduled. Avon has finally come a week later than expected. That’s a confused situation, and a present (as mentioned last week) is needed for Older Friend’s birthday; it is in less than two weeks. Young Friend’s visit should be soon; he usually makes it early in the month. Rent and wireless bill should be in order, although cash is not.
The residents’ association is apparently still organizing but the new building manager’s evidently now on the job. A water shut off’s again planned for Wednesday. Last week’s shut-off was survived okay, but that doesn’t mean the next two will be easy. The doctor’s due this month, the food truck’s due next week. The Project, of course, got little attention, and that promise of worthwhile links also has to wait a bit. Even the calendars have yet to be changed (important and forgotten).
May everyone’s Fourth of July be good.
While the past week had it’s share of “condition attacks” (it may be more than just an inability to breath as there’s often more to it) things look a little brighter. Older Friend said someone he knew might be able to help with some aide services for a small fee. Another unexpected knock on the door turned out to be someone that scrubbed rugs (needed). Follow up can be anytime and no need to hunt that up. Young Friend, maybe, will be able to come once more before the end of the month.
The coroner visited the place underfoot Friday. That’s about someone who died, of course. It’s about a yearly event. The fire department comes about once a week, but the EMTs are not needed all that time. The coroner’s worth a mention since it seems like that office was on site not too long ago, possible inquiry there. It’s too many. The residents’ association is still under discussion. There are plans and maybe by month’s end something will be decided. They can be a social force.
Lunch Lady came as expected and brought eggs again. They are almost an essential to life; it takes the whole live-long day just to get cleaned up about once a week. Pre-boiled eggs be fast food for sure. Tuesday’s appointment seemed to go to an interested individual who will be back tomorrow. Results are anticipated. The money’s still a mess, and mail pick-up’s an ongoing problem these days. It did seem like it was time for bug inspection. Adjustments to cover July 4th are in play.
It’s hoped all fathers had a great day.
Waking up at 3:00 a.m. isn’t bad if bedtime is 7:00 p.m. The big problems with it include a lifetime of living late hours, stuff that still needs doing and more. Sheer exhaustion made that happen Wednesday night/Thursday morning and included two bad rounds in the bathroom on top of big mess Wednesday. The worst of the week was calling the doctor’s offices. It was a totally confused and useless day-long thing dealing with that nurse. (The question wasn’t answered and just may not be.)
The best news of the week came Saturday. “Official” word was that soon there would be staff change (that makes two of them that are leaving). The new Helping Lady came Saturday and it was learned she really can’t be of much help, the notion when she didn’t make it two Wednesdays in a row. The hunt for the aide service stuff, therefore obviously, continues. The rent for June is due this week; the available day is tomorrow. As usual, it was good of Older Friend to come visit yesterday.
Young Friend isn’t expected to be around for at least another week. Lunch Lady is due Friday (as usual). Food truck’s due off schedule on Saturday. Avon came okay. They have clothes and dry skin stuff, so they are important. The Advocacy Lady did some work on the situation, but it is too soon to know of any positive results. It be a holiday time with no community event at the apartment building like a dinner. The place’s a degree upset; residents’ association top officers resigned.
It’s hoped everyone had a fine Memorial Day.
Another week has passed. Everyone and everything is now more ancient than they were last week, including ongoing problems, medical matters and this humble site. Those ongoing problems are reaching a new low. The lady that was going to provide a little aide stuff landed in the hospital, the advocacy people weren’t answering email and a strange man came to the door on Saturday around noon and insisted he was a person to do those aide jobs. He was totally unexpected and wouldn’t leave.
Since next Monday’s Memorial Day, assorted scheduling changes are already in play. On Friday the Lunch Lady brought things for two weeks even though her visits are nowhere near holiday time. The food truck is not coming until the Saturday after; plans for other food to run through the nearly two weeks need arranging. The mixed up Avon orders are due this week. Some sorting of Avon is still needed. The Security Check lady may have developed a medical problem. That is not certainty.
Older Friend did come by yesterday. At least there are basic supplies available, the trash got hauled out, the plants were watered and he switched the scooter batteries. There has, of course, been little done beside just getting through each two minutes of each hour awake. If Older Friend can make time at some time the food situation may be better; and, it’s the one bright spot in what looks like a frenzied time ahead. That’s not all, of course, but there is only so much space here.
May everyone’s Memorial Day turn out to be good.