I'm tired of cooking/preparing 3 meals a day. It's just the two of us but boy oh boy can that woman eat!! She stays slimish, I get fattish. It's bad enough I do everything here much less start making her one thing and me the other. At times I feel guilty when I buy her fast food cuz of the nutritional value....not to mention I eat it too.
youre struggling now but you will be content beyond words when your mother is no longer alive . my mothers wisdom helps me every day of my life even tho shes gone . just last week she told me to styrofoam my bunker walls . lol . her voice in my head said " theres no need to freeze your ass off to make a point about frugality . get 100 bucks worth of styrofoam d*ckhead ..
Just before the holidays one of my cousins was talking to me about how she didn't realize Mama had gotten so frail and it made her want to hug hers all the more and make sure knew how much she loved her...I just got a message this afternoon that her Mom passed yesterday... I am in shock...her Mom seemed so much stronger than Mama and yet she is gone...I guess I say that to say we never know when we are going to be called home...and so it is important to never miss a moment to let folks know how much you love them. I will also confess that tonight when my brother called to check on Mama I decided I was the one who got wound up the other day and I apologized to him. I am glad I did. Life is just too short to hold grudges or be hurt at someone and I think seeing my Mama so frail knowing I could lose her at any moment makes it all the more real....I'm not wasting one more moment being angry...at anyone....
theyre old , dont feel well and a bit depressing but your mother needs you like never before . my mom has been gone for a year and 1/2 and i could really enjoy her fussing and complaining right now . in fact i wanted to ease up on her dying comfort meds to talk one more time but that would have been cruel . her body was shutting down in stages , she knew it was the end of life and only an ass would have let her come " to " again . listen to your mom . times have changed but human nature has not . shes a genius by any measure ..
Mom understands the concept of computers and that I can place my order on-line... but for a while she thought I called in her and my grocery orders. Oh my gosh, imagine telephoning in two large grocery orders :P
I have to chuckle when Mom refers to the people who pick out her groceries at the on-line service as *she* or *her*, wouldn't Mom be surprised if it was a big burley guy doing her shopping :)
Now I want to do the same thing with Target, order on-line and have UPS deliver. Mom still thinks I will be driving to the store and going inside. Then Dad chimes in if I am going over there, for me to stop at the bank to make a deposit. TIME OUT. I am not driving over there. I am still in surgery recovery.... [sigh].
i took a day off and hor heather and i screwed 2 inch styrofoam to my inside bunker walls . the heating difference is phenomenal . a concrete block only has an r value of 1.7 . double block walls only provide 3.4 . 2 inches of styrofoam added an additional r - 7 so for the first time ever its really pleasant in here . i work out in the cold , i dont need to be cold at home too ..
supposed to get set up to lay stone in a basement today but with 100 % chance of rain im not too sure which direction we'll be going yet .
I've been battling a sinus infection with the headache from hell so that doesn't make anything better.
Well... If this is the happier New Year they can take it the hell back! :p
I miss my girlfriend. She lived for another four years before the cancer came back. By that time I had moved out of town. She came to visit me and I went to visit her, but I always felt I let her down by not being there for her. I know it is a silly thought, since she had a wonderful husband and friends to help her. I just wish it could have been me helping. I'll never get that opportunity to be close again.
I hated it whenever someone said to me *just relax*, those became fighting words to me because there was no way to relax. Or if someone said *you will be ok* because how would they know how I will be. Yes, I was grumpy, and with good reason. I was also dealing with aging parents during that recovery who I never told about my cancer.
But I was also opened up to new ideas, such as looking into new diets, like the macrobiotic diet, mainly vegetarian and eating seaweed [which is a required taste].
Well, guess Dad thought I was 100% ok since I drove down to their house, so he wanted me to take him for a hair cut. Nope, sorry, Dad, maybe in a few weeks because I still can't drive on the main roads yet, still have brain fog from the surgery. Then I mentioned if he and Mom were living in Ashby Ponds [retirement community] he could walk to the on-site barber shop any time he wanted. Dad said once again the place sounds nice, maybe in a couple years they will move.... let's see, in a couple of years they will be 95 and 99. Makes me wonder what universe my Dad lives in... [sigh].
I think you are old enough to decide on your own wardrobe but as you know she is only happy when she is needling you. may be you should catch your husband's deafness and pretend you can't hear her. She will hate having to shout at you. Make a sign and put it round your neck. "CAN'T HEAR YOU MOTHER"