Monday, December 31, 2012

Happy New Year's Eve!
 

When Loki and I went for a walk last night, the grass was frosty and the night quiet.  This morning the temperature had warmed, the frost melted and the ocean loud.  Bear in mind that the ocean is two miles from our house so if she is loud enough for us to hear her, she is very loud indeed.
Amy’s and my New Year’s company has cancelled so we have made alternate plans to go to lunch and Les Miserables in Seaside with our friend Kathleen today.  I certainly hope that Amy likes it better than she did The Hobbit.  Of the three of us attending that, I was the only one who liked it and intends to see the sequels.  Amy declared it too scary and I have to admit that the goblins and orks were pretty nasty looking, but I am anxious to see what they do about that dragon!  Hopefully singing will make the French Revolution palatable for my daughter.
I think I earned a day off.  I cleaned my mother’s apartment from kitchen to bedroom, including the bathroom.  I am hoping that we can get a new chore person to keep it up and that my mother won’t fire whomever they send.  I believe that if the agency gave a little more of what we pay to the help and kept less for itself they might find better folks.  There is the great debate over what happened to some fancy hangers I bought for my mother and a missing bottle of perfume.  And then there was the young woman who didn’t know how to make a bed.  Apparently some of these people receive no training from either their mothers or the agency.  My mother wants the sheets and blankets tucked under the mattress and the covers to come up high enough to cover her shoulders.  When she complained she was told not to expect hospital corners.  We just expect the covers to stay on the bed.
The fireworks stands began popping up in town yesterday.  I forgot about the fireworks.  I don’t remember fireworks being a part of New Year’s except on the television.  When the children were little I let them stay up and take pots and pans and wooden spoons out into the yard to beat at midnight.  Now New Year’s has become another night for dog anxiety and I left Loki’s 4th of July medicine at home.  He and I may end up on the couch for a while tomorrow as for some reason he thinks that it is safer downstairs than up.
Have a safe and happy New Year's!

 

4 comments:

Unknown said...

There is at least one human over-the-counter medicine that will work to sedate dogs safely.

I'm not surprised to hear the specifics about the so-called help situation, not surprised at all. It explains why I can't find a housekeeper to save my life literally that knows the meaning of the word work. I don't understand why they don't do their best because they are putting in the time, how can they feel satisfied with themselves otherwise?

Unknown said...

There is at least one human over-the-counter medicine that will work to sedate dogs safely.

I'm not surprised to hear the specifics about the so-called help situation, not surprised at all. It explains why I can't find a housekeeper to save my life literally that knows the meaning of the word work. I don't understand why they don't do their best because they are putting in the time, how can they feel satisfied with themselves otherwise?

December 31, 2012 10:29 AM
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Susan Wiseman said...

I think younger people don't know how to make hospital corners because so many use comforters instead of flat sheets and blankets. I learned how when I worked as a motel maid while going to college, but married a man that likes his feet "free" so we switched to a comforter too. What worries me more are the things that go missing.....

Stephanie Frieze said...

Personally, I don't like all of the blankets tucked in severly, but I find that if the sheetsthey are likely to migrate right off the bed. I would prefer to pay a stay at home mom to help out mine from time to time--putting the money right into her hand instead of through an agency, but the owners of her apartment building take those costs into account when figuring my mother's rent and having an agency that can send records each year is helpful. The other issue is theft. Nothing amazing has gone missing, but it is upsetting to old people (anyone really) to think someone coming into their home has taken something. My mother is really resistant to assisted living and as long as we can make it work to have her living in her own apartment I am delighted to make her happy. When it becomes a health issue there won't be a lot of discussion. Thank goodness for cell phones so I can call her and remind her to take her medication!