Sunday, February 12, 2017

The Endless Rut

A down in the dumps post.

Firstly, I'm tired, so there.

So, we are now in the thick of winter.  I shovel and shovel and work in between and take mom on her errands and keep track of her medicines and her groceries and her life in general.  She resents me nonetheless.  I know she doesn't mean it.  Yet I live with it. 

Her hearing aid died on Wednesday...not the battery.  The hearing aid office was closed on Thursday due to the blizzard...yeah the one with all the shoveling that I did.  It was open on Friday morning but I was busy and couldn't get there. 

Light snow again and again over the weekend...shovel, shovel, shovel.  This creates havoc with my arthritis.  I ache.

Mom can't understand why I can't get her hearing aid fixed...NOW!  I explain again about the office hours and the weather.  Doesn't matter to her...SOMETHING NEEDS TO BE DONE!

So, here I sit watching the start of another blizzard.  Got Amanda to work and will need to pick her up at 4 today.  Hopefully the driving will still be manageable.  Guess I'll have to manage! 

I got a load of laundry done and Ray almost got a load done before the dryer broke.  Of course.  What else can go wrong?  He's off to get his soggy clothes dried at the laundromat.  Mom wanted to do a load but now can't.  She's mad because she has an eye dr. appointment on Tuesday morning and thinks she will have nothing clean to wear.  ONE MORE THING.

So when do I get her hearing aid fixed?  Blizzard tonight/tomorrow so can't get there even if they are open.  Their out-of-town office is open Tuesday, but Mom has a morning appointment and Amanda has an afternoon one...both in town.  Maybe Wednesday? (more snow expected) Not to mention someone will need to be home for the dryer repairman. 

Work?  Yeah, that, too.



Thursday, February 09, 2017

A Promise?

To write something here over the weekend.  I might even share a picture or two.  Stay tuned. 

Sunday, November 27, 2016

And She Found It

Going back to Thanksgiving Eve...

Since I knew I'd be doing most of the cooking for Thanksgiving dinner, I opted for a pizza night.  Amanda was working late so it would just be R, Mom, and me.

Mom always orders two slices of cheese pizza, R and I decided to split a large pizza - half pepperoni, half cheese. 

I'll preface the following tale with the fact that I hate pepperoni.

I went to pick up our order.  Mom's two slices were in there own package within a bag.  I took that to her first.  Handed it to her saying, "Mom, here are your two slices."

Ray brought the large pizza box in to Mom's kitchen for the two of us to easily grab our slices and eat dinner with Mom.

Ray and I each ate a couple slices - I noticed that there was one just cheese slice left for me in the box.

Mom finished her first slice and then TOOK MY LAST SLICE from the box.

"Mom!  That's my last slice!  Your slices were separate."

"No, I've only had one slice."

"I'm not saying you had more than one slice.  Where is the other piece from your package?  Remember, your two slices were packaged separately!"

"I haven't eaten two slices.  This is my second slice."

"Then where is the second slice from your package?"

"I don't know what you're talking about.  This is my second slice."

"No, that's my last slice, out of the box that R and I are splitting."

"Well, I've only had one and I wanted two."

NEVER MIND

Forward to Saturday morning.

Mom says, "What's this in my microwave?"

I go to see what she's talking about.
She pulls out a slice of pizza.

"That's the second piece.  The one you should have eaten instead of taking mine."

"Oh well, sorry, jeez......"

Dementia 


Saturday, July 09, 2016

Over...Over Due, Over Worked, Over It, Over All

Yeah, I'll get around to writing something worth reading, soon.  I promise.  Right now, though, the title 'bout says it all.  Mom is no longer allowed to drive, which means that I am chauffeur for her and for A.  A's schedule is variable week to week and we never know the next week's schedule until the Thursday night prior.  We used to rely on Mom to fill in as needed if I had a tuning appointment or just someplace I needed or wanted to be.  No more.  How do I work full time and do this? 

Add to it that Mom's memory has failed considerably.  Makes me unusually cranky to have to remember stuff for her, check that she eats correctly, takes her medicines, remind her many times each day of appointments, errands, bills to pay, repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat.

I know she can't help it.

I tell myself that over and over and over.  It helps for a couple seconds!


Tuesday, May 03, 2016

Past Time

After the last post where the time was combined with old piano parts, I got thinking about what I have created over the years from other parts of pianos.  One side table is missing from the photo line-up below.  I still have it, but it is stored due to lack of space.
A simple shelf in my kitchen was once a piano lid
A pretty fretwork front panel becomes a 'stained glass' wall panel when old silk neckties are used to fill the open design
I needed a coat rack in a narrow space at the top of my staircase.  This half front panel and some added hooks worked.
A little storage truck.  It was once on legs but wouldn't fit under the window in its new home (still have the legs).
A bookcase (currently rather messy) from an old reed organ case.
An entertainment center and display cabinet from two piano cases circa mid 1870s
A large oak storage truck at the foot of the bed.  I use it for extra linens.

Thursday, April 28, 2016

It's Time...

to reveal a little project undertaken last month.  I received my PTG Journal and there was a photograph of a birdhouse made from piano parts.  Well, I could do that, I thought.  But I don't want a bird house.  I don't even want a fake bird house.  Maybe I'll just make a storage box...or something.

Then Ray said, "You could put a clock in it."

Why hadn't I thought of that?

So........

Sunday, April 24, 2016

Concert Roller Organ

I know there is a way to post video on here, but I just can't wait long enough for the upload.  There has to be a better way.

So here are some photos instead.
I love the decal produced by Decals Unlimited.  Just wish they also had the decorative ones originally located on the front and sides of the case.  Of course, all were originally stencils, not decals.
Looking pretty good.  It was rather beat up and the workings needed a complete restoration when I bought it.
I got 8 old rollers (cobs) with the organ.  Then I bought these 5 new cobs.
I don't remember if I ever posted the restoration photos on here.  I'll check.  I just might also try uploading that video in a separate post.