The last week was so frustrating, that I wasn't in any shape to write rationally, at the time. Now I find I can't remember quite a bit of it, but I can, sort of, remember the frustration and brain fog, that I felt most of the time. The best thing was that we could sit in the garden and try to relax. It was often too windy to read, but we could just sit.
Sunday was a meeting out in Selkirk, but at 10:00 rather than 10:30. It amazes me how much that 1/2 hour difference makes to me. Prior to the formal part of the meeting we had a visitor give a presentation, which raised hackles on most of us. After finishing, she left, after commenting that she "sensed a little tension in the room". We have brand new member in the room, who knew nothing of more remote history within the organization, including relationships between several Board members and the visitor. While more recent history was explained briefly and the matter at the center dealt with, the following two days were filled with phone calls from both sides, trying to get me on their side. Talk about walking a tight rope! During the meeting I had advised them of my resignation "within the next few months", probably before snowfall. Then the newly elected President announced that she and her new husband were hoping to be able to move to Alberta in the very near future.
This all left me with a lot of mixed feelings. I enjoy my time with them, both the work I'm doing, and the social atmosphere. But I have to be realistic and accept that I'm no longer as capable, either mentally or physically.
Immediately following my arrival home from the meeting, we did our end month grocery shopping. We got it put away and that was the end of my ability to participate in an active life for the next couple of days.
But--we have a light switch in the pantry that has been troublesome for awhile, and have been talking about having it replaced. This was brought to a head when we had to replace a light bulb. Quite a challenge, as it was very high above the door. But it got done, and then the switch appeared to have developed a short. and was unreliable. I've had concerns for some time, as we haven't been able to cover it with a switch plate for several years. Finally David agreed to pay an electrician to look at it, at least to make sure it was safe. He was to come between1:00 and 4:00 Wednesday, and I wanted the kitchen somewhat tidy--pure self respect, I know. So, we did a good general cleanup and collapsed. Wednesday morning, we were up at 5:15am for our Doctor's appt. and to get our 4th vaccine. Lab work that would have to be completed at home, and the sample taken back, immediately. Got that done, and barely made it home in time for the electrician. Got a call that he would arrive about 2:30. No show. About 3:00, got a call that he was tied up and wouldn't make it. Could he come Thursday at the same time? Okay with us.
Now, Thursday was the one day of the week that I had very carefully kept free of appointments, so that I could spend some time in my studio. The electrician called early, about 11:00, asking if he could come early, and arrived in less than 40 minutes. He declared the switch obsolete and defective, and had to go to Lowe's for a replacement. While he was away, the stairlift gave up the ghost, just wouldn't move. Since supplying a functional electrical source is our responsibility, David asked the electrician if he would please check the line, to see if it was live for, us? He graciously did so. But the rest of my afternoon was spent trying to get someone out to see about the stair lift. That was accomplished with one phone call and three call backs from them. We expect someone out next Thursday. Then I spent the next four hours dealing with calls from a very assertive sales person from Acorn Stair lift wanting to sell us an extended warrantee for $700/year. We may buy one, but not from him. Thursday evening we took off for the casino, only to find a hand written, paper sign saying the casino was closed. No explanation.
Friday was more peaceful until the mail arrived. There was our contract for snow clearing for next winter, including a 60% price increase, more so if we want any options, which we probably do. And no way to contact them until Tuesday.
Yesterday was laundry, and studio work, which included a stupid mistake on my part that is causing some concern, as well as a machine problem that ended up costing me almost an hour of delicate, frustrating, hand labour.
But the Bombers did well last night! And this morning there was a "0" at the right hand side of my weight measurement. The first time I did this, I always celebrated hitting one of those even decade numbers, and today I am celebrating, as well, even if only in my heart.
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