So Much Done Today!
Jul. 13th, 2017 10:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
chochiyo_samaI was up and dressed fairly early this morning as Cynthia was scheduled to come at 11 am. I wanted to get the pumpkin bars frosted before she got here, and to finish writing up the to-do list for her. I also managed to bag up some garbage and gather some recycling as well as do the dishes from the frosting of the bars.
My aunt called me before I did anything--except brush my teeth. My uncle spent last night in the hospital, and they were considering letting him come home today when she called me. Ultimately, they did send him home after filling him up with antibiotics and yogurt. They also gave him a bunch of tests to see if he was well enough to be at home. He thought they were trying to manipulate him into going into a nursing home, which he would rather die than do.
At any rate, he was feeling much better--still really tired--but his blood was down to the 6 level, so they were waiting on two units of blood to be sent down from the Cities. I was shocked that they didn't have blood at the hospital. I don't know what his blood type is, but he requires transfusions almost every week, so it's weird they don't keep it on hand at the hospital.
Cynthia arrived shortly after 11 am and worked here for nearly three hours. It is incredible how much work we got done in that time. I worked on the pantry--which was just full of mostly fragile stuff that got stuffed in there so it would not be broken. Meanwhile, Cynthia hauled out the trash and recycling, scrubbed the microwave and stove top, and took down the hideous red curtains in the laundry/sewing/craft room and replaced them with dainty white swags. What an amazing difference that made! The room is so much lighter and cheerier now that actual natural light can get in! She swiffered all the doorways and windows to knock down spider webs then took the screens out of the breezeway windows and windexed those windows inside and out. There was some kind of sticker still on the front door from when the door had been installed, so she scraped that off with a razor blade tool then windexed both sides of the window.
She moved on to polishing all of the wood furniture in the living room and bedroom with Orange Glow. When she finished that, we took a brief break and each ate one of the pumpkin bars. We had to make sure they were fit to serve to her family! I had discovered a lot of my framed pictures in the pantry, so she polished the wood frames with Orange Glow and the glass with Windex and set them on the shelf that Jim and DeAnn put up for me over the couch. Those were all the wedding pictures of my siblings and my mom and dad. Some other pictures of my nieces and nephews and both of my grandmothers went on the sideboard, and some really old pictures from my childhood went on the book shelf.
Then Cynthia took everything out of the linen closet and I sniffed everything. Something in that closet smelled like sweaty men's old clothes. When everything was out of the closet, she scrubbed the shelves with an all-purpose cleaner that has a lemony smell, and anything that didn't smell fresh, I threw into the laundry room to wash. I gave Cynthia two little throw pillows that were in the linen closet. I would never use them, and she loves pillows like that. We threw them in the dryer with a dryer sheet to freshen them up a bit, and they smelled lovely when they came out.
I did discover a couple of afghans that smelled very faintly of cat pee, so they are in the laundry room waiting for laundry day.
Now the linen closet is totally organized and neat and smells fresh.
Cynthia carried three loads of stuff from the pantry to the basement where all my doll stuff is going to be. After that, she vacuumed all the rugs, swept and scrubbed the floors, and watered my plants.
I hadn't made any kind of hot dish or anything as I usually do this week, so I had no leftovers to offer her for lunch--but I did have all that sandwich meat and the Kaiser rolls, which sounded delightful to her, so she made herself a honey ham and Swiss cheese sandwich with pickles. We had a pleasant chat, then she loaded her pumpkin bars and pillows into her car and left--after I paid her, of course. I had the same kind of sandwich for my lunch--it was delicious!
Both cats had hidden in terror while Cynthia was here--especially when she was vacuuming, but once she was gone, they came out and demanded cuddles and loving, so I sat in my recliner and held them for at least a couple of hours. Then I sorted through some stuff and watched several episodes of the Big Bang Theory. I also cleaned the cat boxes again. I forgot to mention that one of the cats puked up a gargantuan pile of puke while I was eating my cheerios this morning. This was just a monster pile of freshly eaten kibble, so I am assuming that someone gorged him/herself and then barfed it up again.
I got that cleaned up before Cynthia came. She doesn't need to be cleaning up puke.
That's about it for today--I talked to my mother a couple of times and to my aunt once.
I heard from Susan, whom I used to work with at ROC. She's the one that believed all the bullshit Jay spewed about me, even though she had known me for more than 20 years--until he pulled the same shit with her and fired her. He was at least nice to me when he canned me. He made her leave immediately and threatened to call the cops. He wouldn't even let her go back to her office to get her purse. He sent someone else to get it. It was nuts.
Then suddenly, she wanted my help to get testimony from the kids and got a settlement from ROC large enough to buy a vacation home in Texas.
The she claimed she had "always believed" me. Liar.
Anyhow--Laurie, the woman whose daughter trashed my house and never paid a single bill, is still at ROC which is now Rosa Parks High School. Her husband was horrible to me when I was trying to get that foul daughter of hers to reimburse me for all the money she cost me. He called me a bitch and screamed at me that it was MY problem, not THEIRS. Anyhow--guess who got arrested for bringing a sex slave from Asia into Minnesota and setting her up at a massage parlor which was actually a whore house? This poor woman was basically a slave who was confined strictly to the massage parlor--that's where she lived as well as where she turned tricks for this monster.
So, Karma. It is a true bitch.
I am so tempted to troll Laurie's facebook and leave a really mean comment about what a lovely family she has--her daughter the thief and her husband the pimp. But, I shall restrain myself and just laugh quietly about how I am in my own beautiful little house with a nice vehicle and they are probably all going to end up in a cell. HAHAHAHA
My aunt called me before I did anything--except brush my teeth. My uncle spent last night in the hospital, and they were considering letting him come home today when she called me. Ultimately, they did send him home after filling him up with antibiotics and yogurt. They also gave him a bunch of tests to see if he was well enough to be at home. He thought they were trying to manipulate him into going into a nursing home, which he would rather die than do.
At any rate, he was feeling much better--still really tired--but his blood was down to the 6 level, so they were waiting on two units of blood to be sent down from the Cities. I was shocked that they didn't have blood at the hospital. I don't know what his blood type is, but he requires transfusions almost every week, so it's weird they don't keep it on hand at the hospital.
Cynthia arrived shortly after 11 am and worked here for nearly three hours. It is incredible how much work we got done in that time. I worked on the pantry--which was just full of mostly fragile stuff that got stuffed in there so it would not be broken. Meanwhile, Cynthia hauled out the trash and recycling, scrubbed the microwave and stove top, and took down the hideous red curtains in the laundry/sewing/craft room and replaced them with dainty white swags. What an amazing difference that made! The room is so much lighter and cheerier now that actual natural light can get in! She swiffered all the doorways and windows to knock down spider webs then took the screens out of the breezeway windows and windexed those windows inside and out. There was some kind of sticker still on the front door from when the door had been installed, so she scraped that off with a razor blade tool then windexed both sides of the window.
She moved on to polishing all of the wood furniture in the living room and bedroom with Orange Glow. When she finished that, we took a brief break and each ate one of the pumpkin bars. We had to make sure they were fit to serve to her family! I had discovered a lot of my framed pictures in the pantry, so she polished the wood frames with Orange Glow and the glass with Windex and set them on the shelf that Jim and DeAnn put up for me over the couch. Those were all the wedding pictures of my siblings and my mom and dad. Some other pictures of my nieces and nephews and both of my grandmothers went on the sideboard, and some really old pictures from my childhood went on the book shelf.
Then Cynthia took everything out of the linen closet and I sniffed everything. Something in that closet smelled like sweaty men's old clothes. When everything was out of the closet, she scrubbed the shelves with an all-purpose cleaner that has a lemony smell, and anything that didn't smell fresh, I threw into the laundry room to wash. I gave Cynthia two little throw pillows that were in the linen closet. I would never use them, and she loves pillows like that. We threw them in the dryer with a dryer sheet to freshen them up a bit, and they smelled lovely when they came out.
I did discover a couple of afghans that smelled very faintly of cat pee, so they are in the laundry room waiting for laundry day.
Now the linen closet is totally organized and neat and smells fresh.
Cynthia carried three loads of stuff from the pantry to the basement where all my doll stuff is going to be. After that, she vacuumed all the rugs, swept and scrubbed the floors, and watered my plants.
I hadn't made any kind of hot dish or anything as I usually do this week, so I had no leftovers to offer her for lunch--but I did have all that sandwich meat and the Kaiser rolls, which sounded delightful to her, so she made herself a honey ham and Swiss cheese sandwich with pickles. We had a pleasant chat, then she loaded her pumpkin bars and pillows into her car and left--after I paid her, of course. I had the same kind of sandwich for my lunch--it was delicious!
Both cats had hidden in terror while Cynthia was here--especially when she was vacuuming, but once she was gone, they came out and demanded cuddles and loving, so I sat in my recliner and held them for at least a couple of hours. Then I sorted through some stuff and watched several episodes of the Big Bang Theory. I also cleaned the cat boxes again. I forgot to mention that one of the cats puked up a gargantuan pile of puke while I was eating my cheerios this morning. This was just a monster pile of freshly eaten kibble, so I am assuming that someone gorged him/herself and then barfed it up again.
I got that cleaned up before Cynthia came. She doesn't need to be cleaning up puke.
That's about it for today--I talked to my mother a couple of times and to my aunt once.
I heard from Susan, whom I used to work with at ROC. She's the one that believed all the bullshit Jay spewed about me, even though she had known me for more than 20 years--until he pulled the same shit with her and fired her. He was at least nice to me when he canned me. He made her leave immediately and threatened to call the cops. He wouldn't even let her go back to her office to get her purse. He sent someone else to get it. It was nuts.
Then suddenly, she wanted my help to get testimony from the kids and got a settlement from ROC large enough to buy a vacation home in Texas.
The she claimed she had "always believed" me. Liar.
Anyhow--Laurie, the woman whose daughter trashed my house and never paid a single bill, is still at ROC which is now Rosa Parks High School. Her husband was horrible to me when I was trying to get that foul daughter of hers to reimburse me for all the money she cost me. He called me a bitch and screamed at me that it was MY problem, not THEIRS. Anyhow--guess who got arrested for bringing a sex slave from Asia into Minnesota and setting her up at a massage parlor which was actually a whore house? This poor woman was basically a slave who was confined strictly to the massage parlor--that's where she lived as well as where she turned tricks for this monster.
So, Karma. It is a true bitch.
I am so tempted to troll Laurie's facebook and leave a really mean comment about what a lovely family she has--her daughter the thief and her husband the pimp. But, I shall restrain myself and just laugh quietly about how I am in my own beautiful little house with a nice vehicle and they are probably all going to end up in a cell. HAHAHAHA
