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My sister lives in the southeast, far from the storms. She's over 10 hours away by car. And she's coming up to visit in a few days. Doesn't matter.
"I was told that "Family helps family and I'm not helping the family." Apparently, you don't get any credit for past good deeds. The help has to be immediate and ongoing and never ceasing.."
How very dare they!!!!!
Wow that just hit my nerve & the memory of being told exactly the same thing. Family helps family... 😤😤😤😤
I asked for clarification of *who* family was in that statement... not the speaker (male), not his wife (not too keen), nor the older people, nor the under 18s, nor my husband.. leaving little old me. Only me. WTF
Same as you. Been in the trenches long enough. Had climbed out. You said "immediate, ongoing & neverending". That is SLAVERY is it not?
I mustered a polite but firm reply somehow...
This year same set up already planned. Someone with high mobility & incontinence needs will be present without bringing their own help - I will be appointed by default as above. I have said a clear No to that person. Have advised them to BYO help (ignored). Have advised equipment to make tasks easier & less help required (ignored). Can't lead that horse to water or make it drink.
I can however, walk out the door.
My heartbeat is racing at the thought but it is the only way.
I hope you can stand up the bullies as I must. As bullies they certainly are.
My mother couldn't lift her leg to go into the house when we drove her to the door one day , so as she she stood outside, she wanted me to immediately build a brick step for her to step on before the patio step into the house.
I picked up a brick on the outside lounge chair cover ( holding down the cover i guess) and she screamed "Not those brocks....those bricks" ( the ones buried under dirt and ivy beside the patio) and proceeded to yell the whole time on which brick were not ok to use. Apparently she is an expert brick mason .......
Then because she couldn't get up her basement steps anymore, she wanted the car driven up the hill and over the grass and parked in her yard " in case she needed it." Nope didn't do it. Did other chores and said bye and drove off. Car still in garage.
So they can never go back to the rickedy steps, dangerous old house.
I also had all their bank and finances transferred to me to control mom's spending habits.
I also encouraged the state of Michigan to take away dad's license two years ago. Gave back the lease car and have saved them hundreds of dollars per month in expenses.
Yep I guess I'm naughty. Oh well...
Merry and safe Christmas to everyone out there living the high life... Smh....
Background: Mom is a widow and has memory issues. She moved to assisted living two months ago where she is thriving: eating well, making friends, sleeping better, etc. To get her to willingly pull the trigger, we had to allow her to take her car.
A couple of weeks in, she approached the administrator, shopping list in hand, and asked for directions to the grocery store. Since this isn't his first rodeo, he redirected her - successfully, he thought. She seemed happy with his suggestions (let us call you an Uber, we have a shopping trip scheduled Friday and you could go then, etc.) and went back upstairs to her room. Then, during the 2 pm staff change meeting when nobody was looking, out the door she went and she drove away. She didn't have her phone, of course.
Eight hours later and well after dark (she hasn't driven after dark in years) the police were just about to put a vulnerable adult alert out on Twitter with photos of her and the car. My husband was on the phone with adult child #2 filling him in (we didn't want him to find out when his friends said hey, isn't that your grandma on Twitter?) when her residence called to say she had breezed back in, thanks to a Good Samaritan who had guided her back from the grocery store. Where else she had been, she can't say.
The next day, I "stole" her car. It is in the garage in her house which she still owns. She asks after it, wonders why I took it, why I hate her, etc. I've ordered the police report, so with any luck seeing it in black and white will convince her it actually happened.
A laugh--all of us--needed.
At least they weren't...something else. (:
And I am on it!
No insult to Margaret either! She lives in Australia.
It is just that the USPS (U.S. Postal Service) will not be delivering to Australia this Christmas.
If you (anyone) does not believe in Santa, there will be NO packages arriving in Australia.
Margaret has regularly posted to the joke thread, I think she will get my joke.
(Even though we can still be mad about the USPS).
Captain did say whatever was on his mind that's for sure.
I have an inner censor that usually works. It didn't last night for a sec. :)
You are not the Captain, but you are well liked.
No insult was intended at all.
The Captain, God love him. I wonder how he is. If they ever solved his son's murder.
Dear Captain, I hope you are well. Hugs!!
Your package will not be arriving in Australia.
The Captain and Cuz would be proud of you!
Do they get an honorable mention on the Naughty List maybe?