Monday, May 11
May. 12th, 2020 04:47 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gottawonderA little warmer today. It's been cold the last few days.
Getting a lot done today. It really helps alleviate my feelings of frustration about the yard/house and generalized feelings of lack of control over my life. We took a lot of garbage wood to the dump (stuff from the house mostly, that's been lying around the yard driving me crazy). We took my car to the mechanic to get summer tires put on, it'll be ready when he gets the chance. My sweetie was able to use the backhoe (borrowed) to add clay on the South side of the house and level it (settled over the winter, as expected). I was able to do a lot of work in the garden, doing a "pre-tilling" work over with a heavy fork to pull out grass roots and clover in one half of the garden.
A good phone conversation with my "trainwreck" sister. She was actually pretty positive and cheerful, and I think Spring and being able to work outside has really helped her cope with the death of her partner. When she's in her more even moods, she's pretty likable. She brought up some important concerns with Mom; so far no one knows what's happening with her rehabilitation. She was told she needed to get rehab to help her with mobility, but so far no one has heard if she's actually getting any rehab, or WHAT she needs to do, or anything at all. No one has talked to her doctor about what the plan is, what meds she's taking, what the goals are, or anything. With Covid, no one is allowed to see Mom in person, or sit down with the medical staff in person. My brother and one sister were appointed her guardians in this kind of situation, but they haven't been following anything up with the doctor. So my trainwreck sister is going to make inquiries, and talk to the brother who is supposed to be doing this.
Watching the original "Star Wars", out of the pure need for comfort. Snuggled up with my sweetie and some kitties.
Working on separating out my fears and anxiety about my Mom from my freaking out about everything else.
As a kid, I don't think I thought that being an adult would mean so much freaking out all the time. I thought I'd have a lot more answers, or that being older would mean that I could deal with it all better, that it would make more sense.
