Robin's Nest

 Sometimes when you think you have it all under control you realize you were wrong. Today the replacement bed for SIL was delivered. Any other day the whole household would have been up and about. Not today though, it is like they knew the delivery would be very early. Luckily the guys that dropped it off had it assembled and ready to go. They brought it through the front door and set it on its side in the living room. Of course, when DH got up, he insisted that I let him move it around and move the other bed out of her room all the good stuff. He also decided that he had to go somewhere.  The beds have been moved and all is where it should be, sort of. DH is still out somewhere. I bought her a new mattress and when I was calculating the height for her, I decided a 6-inch mattress might be best. Now that I have taken it out of the package it has to expand for 3 days. It may end up being too short or uncomfortable. I placed it on my bedframe to give it time to expand and left my mattres

This is truly what some weeks feel like. Yet the amount of time to get things done seems more like 4 days available. Quiet time for thinking eludes me this week as does paperwork productivity. By that I mean address changes, tax paperwork gathering, and generally trying to stay afloat with all bills. On top of all this my washer got lazy on me.  the new washer works well maybe I shouldn't have just shoved it out the door Then again, maybe I should shove more things out the door that don't work... just saying. Soon the man will come and pick up the washer and maybe the other washer that is on the scrap pallet. On a lighter note, change of address forms are filled out and the search for a new home continues. My plans to attend a memorial for my great aunt are still evolving. I had thought to go for the weekend and allow SIL to return to the care center for about three days. However, they have another outbreak of covid running through the place and they called to say they would be

 Why is it that we think of resolutions at the start of a new year? Really, we can resolve to change anything at any point in the year. Perhaps it is the thought of just starting over with a brand-new planner or calendar or even just the hype that society lends to it. This year started with bringing my SIL back into the family home. It has been eventful to say the least. The kids are adjusting and so am I. DH doesn't interact that much with her, so it doesn't seem to affect him either way. Meal planning is a bit more challenging as she is much like the youngest kiddo in the realm of pickiness. We will manage. As far as moving goes, DH has decided he does not want to move. I still do but I want the right house to come along. Strike the first sentence, because almost as soon as he got out the statement that he did not want to move he requested that we go look at an unremarkable house in Byars Oklahoma. I have been studying this house for a few hours now. Not constantly, but off a

 Merry Christmas from the bottom of the basement floor. Yep, that is how I am going to end the year, I guess. I was doing very good at playing nice with gravity and then I got in a hurry to make sure that SIL was not heading for the basement steps. The rest is gravity's fault. We managed to pull off a nice peaceful holiday yesterday and today. SIL has been as constipated as one can be and not require hospitalization. She still might if I cannot get move of it moving along. For the moment I will apologize for breaking my two-week hiatus from devices. There is much to be said but it doesn't need to be said so I won't. November was ripe with drama and December ended with more of the same, only this time it was dog drama. Christmas eve was fun for me but stressful the dementia dream team teamed up and drove me crazy and now I am on my way back to reality.  SIL will stay tomorrow and leave for the facility at some point on Wednesday. Just as I had expected her only adult interac

 It is Saturday morning and usually I would have baked biscuits and made gravy for the men's breakfast, but not this week. I am making breakfast sandwiches out of the last of the English muffins made earlier in the week. While at the Commissary this week I opted for a small, sliced ham instead of Canadian bacon. After all that is what the latter is, and I need more than the small package that is carried of the same. English muffins same before baking Cosmic brownie copycats Meal planning is not my strong suit. I am still working on using up what we have in our freezer. I am trying though, sometimes very trying. I am debating on making more English muffins for this next week or just using toast for the same. If there is time without causing undo stress for me, I will probably make the muffins. The plan was to only buy things that I needed to go with whatever I was making out of the freezer; it still rang up to 80+ dollars. Three weeks or so ago I purchased a different bag of dog foo

 It is Saturday and that means only two more days off of school for the kids. This snowy weather makes me appreciate the privilege of homeschooling. We are currently not homeschooling; I just appreciate that idea in this kind of weather. I am not impressed with their current school, but I can tolerate it at this point. It will be interesting to see how the rest of the year goes.  Other areas of my life are getting less attention when they deserve more. My Great Aunt went on hospice this week. She is working on 104, she is not quite there yet. A recent respiratory situation has prompted this change, I think it is totally appropriate as it gives her live-in caregivers some extra support. In other news to report, there is nothing.  I made bread this week and tomorrow it will become French toast Stix, breadcrumbs, Italian breadcrumbs and maybe more if I can think of anything else, did I mention the loaf was never even cut? I will make a fresh loaf later today or maybe even as late as tomor