You are all too funny, but the bottom line is that you catch more or accomplish more with sugar than with being rude. It's not sucking up in the least, but simply respect. If I could change one thing in the world, it would be for everyone to have more respect for everything, not just people, but property, the earth, animals, and each other.
Well, it was an interesting day, and as usual, when you ask if there is anything that needs fixing or doing, the answer is no. Then, as the day rolls on, OH MY --- the little niggly things come out of the woodwork. The wheels on the wheelchair don't turn as well as they should. I have clothes that I don't want, etc. (Dad). And as Margareta mentioned in her book, try to ask what they want/can get rid of now, since they no longer use it.
Case in point, my Mom only wears a caftan these days as it's much easier to get dressed. No problem, but what to do about ALL the clothes she has? Can we look at getting rid of them? Her response? "I don't know what to do with them!" Sigh. Then I have the conversation that that is why I'm asking, because I can find a home for them. Then she insists that she has to sort them. Why? You will never wear them again. If it makes you more comfortable, keep a pair of pants and a couple of tops, but you do NOT need all this crap.
So then we have the discussion that, as they are getting older (they are both in their 90s), and that one day, they will likely be downsized to a room in a nursing home, someone will have to clean out the apartment. That someone will NOT be either of the brothers, but it will be me. And I'd like to remove what I can so I don't have too much to do later. Thankfully, it's not as bad as the two houses were, but still a lot of crap. Trust me—I will get a dumpster—just because! It's a long story, and I won't go there - at least not publicly.
I hope that got the light bulbs working and that she has time to sort through some stuff while I'm here. But gosh, it's frustrating as all get out that she needs to keep stuff that she will never wear. I'll bet most of it has never been worn!!! It's a challenge, and there is lots of other stuff in that place that I'd love to get my hands on and out the door, but Rome wasn't built in a day, and I'll just have to be patient and try to do what I can. At least no more stuff is coming in, and that's a good thing.
Hmmm—maybe it's a good thing my Dad is so averse to shopping for anything. I just hate to see him struggle when all he needs is a good lamp over his desk. I must remember to get one for him today. It's not even a money issue—they can afford a new lamp. The same with my Mom, who says she doesn't read in the winter because she doesn't have a lamp near her chair. Well, that is easy enough to fix, except if I put one behind her chair, she won't be able to reach it. Sigh............ Yes—I could get an Alexa, but that is not going to happen. If something goes wrong? I don't want to deal with that.
I do have one question, and if someone knows the answer, I'd love to hear. Whenever I come out, I check the finances to make sure that everything is set up so their bills continue to be paid, and they have enough to cover their expenses. It doesn't take long, and I go through it with Dad every time and explain it to him, but I don't think he gets it. That's OK. I get the satisfaction of knowing that it's been done.
But can you tell me why what you see online for the credit card is never the true balance? It's so frustrating for him, and he gets worried that he'll go over his limit. I checked how much he spends each month, and he has plenty of room, but the online statement doesn't update, so he gets worried. Credit card people—are you listening? Get that information up to date!!!!!
I hate not having access to his banker and accountant, but that's OK. I know -- POA, but it's not going to happen. It's set up for something different. No big deal - I just write emails from his account. I know they will know it wasn't Dad who wrote the email, but I'm not asking to withdraw either. Just questions.
But this is how quickly things can go wrong with phone calls. Dad and I were sitting at the computer last night, and the phone rang - UNKNOWN caller. Personally, I would NOT have answered the phone, but my parents are compelled to answer the damn thing. They are getting better, especially my Mom, but Dad decided to answer. At first, I thought he knew the person because he was starting down a very friendly conversation. The next thing I knew, Dad was telling him what we had for supper (dinner in city terms), and I heard Mom on the extension even say what kind of soup we had.
So it has to be someone they know - right? Then Dad holds up the phone to my ear, and I realize that someone is going through a script. I didn't catch on right away, but then I took the phone, said, "No, thank you," and hung up. They mentioned "police" at the beginning of the call, and my Dad, trying to be Mr. helpful, thought it was something he needed to be part of. While it may have been one of the fundraising police things, we wanted no part of it. I shall have a conversation today about answering calls from unknown numbers. They will call back if it's important, and the time of day matters too. If it were a medical appointment, they most likely would not be calling in the evening. They are also not expecting any calls for medical appointments.
Dad would never consider saying, No, thank you and hanging up. He gets confused and is not sure what to do. That would be a lack of respect, but getting a call asking for money, and even going through that initial part where they very quickly chatted him up, is not respectful. They knew they had a live one on the end of the phone and were going to milk it. He needs to just say NO and hang up.
Enough about that; I have to share my adventure from the day before with you. I have a little routine when I arrive in Saskatoon, and I always plan the arrival for a day when shops are open. How silly of me, since I don't need anything and usually have zero room to take anything home. But this time I have that larger suitcase because I brought the quilt with me.
I stopped at The Sewing Machine Store to chat with the ladies. They were extremely busy when I arrived, so I picked up two spools of thread and a package on the Pony Express.
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| The Pony Express pickup |
Then I was off to McNally Robinson bookstore. But not before I noticed there was a wool shop in the same plaza as the sewing machine store. Hmmm --- should I stop? No!!
I love the bookstore as there are always quilts on display from the Saskatoon Quilters' Guild. Here is one of them. Circles made from scraps!!!! This is a very good guild and has one of the best quilt shows around.
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| Scrap quilt |
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| Jigsaw puzzles |
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| Jigsaw puzzles |
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| More puzzles and games |
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| A donut puzzle |
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| EXIT Games |
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| Inside the knitting shop |
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| One of six boxes of colored roving |
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| Teeny balls of yarn |
OH MY --- I found THREE puzzles from my favorite brand, and they're $3 less here than what I pay at home. One of them did not have a picture, so it was even cheaper. And it happened to be seniors' day, so I got three 1000-piece puzzles for just over $10, including tax. I couldn't leave that on the shelf, especially since I have room in that large suitcase and need to fill it back up!
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| Three new puzzles from the thrift store |











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