Picking up where I left off …
Good on ya’! They are trainable, but it does take reinforcement. Lots and lots of reinforcement.
Quit worrying. Half the congregation has called the church to offer to help. Just open with “I just heard about [name] and I want to help; what can I do?” and see what they say.
It’s only legitimately embarrassing if you’re 20. Getting up gets harder as we age whether we like that or not. Not being able to get up is life-threatening. I’d far rather have the impersonal pros get me up than ask some other old person friend to help.
Late Aged MIL used to fume about her infirmities and growing inabilities. My answer was always about like: “You came by them honestly. There’s no dishonor in (e.g.) being 83 and can’t reach your toes. But you will feel silly or ashamed after you fall and break your arm while bending over to tie your shoes.”
All DIY projects, even vacuuming, demand a blood sacrifice. I’m sure my move next week will be no exception.
As to me:
Had a successful day yesterday consolidating my crap, solving a few loose ends, and having a beachfront tiki bar lunch. Fancy Italian with roomie Mike for dinner then a later evening of salacious texting to help somebody get through her shift at work.
Ordered my electrical service today, now that it’s May. So as far as I know everything I can do ahead of the move is done. Just waiting for more purchases to filter in and get schlepped to the storage unit.
I just had an idea to go to the building office and see if I can get access to measure exactly. I have a couple loose ends I could deal with if I had to-the-inch measurements in a couple spots. The more I can front-load this week, the easier and quicker if comes together after I’m really in there.
It’s nearly 11am on a bright sunny day and I’m sitting here in my PJs. Time to get ass in gear!
Cheers all!!