Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Flying by the seat of my pants
Most of the time we function on a fairly regimented routine at home. With me working and Mom's care, a schedule is a lifeline. And 99% of the time it works like a charm. But this is the week that 1% creeps in and the whole system goes into chaos.
It is only Tuesday and I am officially "Flying by the seat of my pants".
The 3rd week of the month is typically meeting-heavy at work but on top of that our municipality is hosting a conference for about 90 delegates from around the province. I am on the host committee so having a few things left to organize and confirm before they arrive tomorrow. And in between helping out and attending the conference I still have to review the 90+ page document for this weeks Council meeting. Add in photography class tonight and Millie's groomers appointment (which coincidentally overlap - not sure whats gonna happen there)
Oh, and the icing on the cake --- Auntie has had an injury. Details are sketchy at best. (she lies to me about stuff like this and I am forced to investigate and interrogate until I am satisfied)
I had to work late last night but I called home after supper to check in. She sounded funny but I thought maybe Mom was giving her a bit of a hard time so I let it go. When I arrived home several hours later she was as growly as a bear. Later as she got up to get a cup of tea I noticed she was holding herself a little funny and walking kind of slow. So the interrogation began....
So, what I think happend (still not 100% sure) is that she tripped/slipped in the kitchen and fell hard against the kitchen sink, landing on her ribs. I can tell when she moves she is having pain but remember - she lies! (Just because she doesn't want me to worry - but guessing makes it worse) She knows if she tells me the truth I will have a fit and take her to the hospital. And to her - that is a fate worse than death. So in between everything else I will have to keep an eye on it.
It always seems like when I have extra work committments - something happens. I'm NOT saying she does it on purpose BUT it is an interesting coincidence. Hmmmmmm. OK really I know its not on purpose.
I really can't wait for this week to end. Friday is our corporate Golf Tournament. More about that later but I think I will be taking out some frustration on those little balls.