I decided to go help my mom a bit yesterday. She seemed like she needed me to come down and I did. I can’t do any yard work there as she has a bad mosquito problem. There must be a ton of stuff filled with water around in hidden places. I got out of the van and one landed on me!
So I did half the kitchen. She is rearranging cabinets, but what I saw, didn’t work. I tried to put all the tomato based items on one shelf, then separated the fruits and veggies. For some reason she has a spider problem in her cabinets. I am not a spider fan and was scared to put my hands in them as I saw little egg sacks. I had to get the broom first. I also went through her spices. For someone who has so much of everything (like 7 cans of tuna), she was trying to hold on to open jars of spices (no lids) and outdated items. I really think her time in that house is limited. I wish she’d just let me help as much as I can.
For some reason she took boxes from her basement and but them outside and never brought them in again. She said she was sorting them out, but water got in them and ruined books, yarn and Christmas ornaments. I think her reasoning skills are affected a bunch from her pain meds.
We did go out to dinner to Bennigan’s where she had steak and I had salmon. I’m thinking of the Omega 3 factor since Bri and I are getting our bloodwork done on Tuesday morning. I sure hope my triglycerides are lower. I am trying to take the flaxseed oil capsules a few times a week too.
I cleaned in my kitchen today. I wiped down shelves and the top of the frig-ugh! And I also wiped out the garden window and rearranged the plants. You have to be somewhat of a contortionist to get to the glass shelf and the deep part, but it looks so nice now.
And here are a few ATCs I’ve been working on lately.
Today, a friend in California sent me her little collage book to add to. I was flattered.
Have a great weekend!
It certainly does sound like your mom needs someone to check in on her very regularly – the things you mention, like taking things outside and forgetting to bring them back in, remind me of my Grams and my Aunt Hattie before Mom took over. It’s sad, isn’t it? I hope your mom will have a long time before she needs to move, though.