In a prior posts (including staying on schedule, logging progress and challenging fears), I talked about putting together lists and organizing my mother’s time and space. It’s a process. Every time we fix one piece, there seems to be another that needs an adjustment. These aren’t wholesale changes – just tweaking around the edges. Changing out one spreadsheet for another. Switching out furniture for something easier to use. Editing some instructions on how to use X, Y and Z to include more pictures. Simplifying … everything. Continue reading
When my mother came to live with me, I had hoped that cutting my workload to 80% efforts would be adequate to accommodate her needs. My work included a long commute that made it impossible to return home quickly if my mother needed assistance. When it soon became obvious that the arrangement would not work, I explored other options. Fortunately, my then-employer made it possible for me to work from home one day a week and my former boss (from a decade ago) had a position open for the other four days. Thus, I was able to work from Baltimore. This was truly a blessing. Continue reading
This post will be something sort of a stream of consciousness, as this is how I am processing change these days.
Accepting change is not always easy. There are trade-offs, so even if we are moving toward something great … or at least better … the loss of what we know is a bit unsettling. What if my new gig doesn’t work out? What if I don’t like it? What if I didn’t think through all the ramifications of change?
In the past, changes in my life usually were initiated by me – I decided when to move or when to change jobs or how to spend my time. As I’ve gotten older, there have been significant changes and, more often than not, I’m on the receiving end of change. This seems counter-intuitive – I should be more in control, not less, right? (more…)
My mother celebrated her 90th birthday about 9 months ago. It was a terrific day! My brother and sister-in-law came down from upstate New York and several cousins and friends came. The joy of having a bar/restaurant downstairs is that it is easy to plan something. The bar regularly serves Sunday brunch, so that’s when we celebrated. The chef made two amazing cakes: a chocolate Pimlico cake and a carrot cake. Continue reading
So, fall became winter, which became spring, which became summer! I can say with some confidence that I’m back.
A lot has happened since I last “really” posted, so I’ll spend the next few posts bringing everyone up-to-date on the three of us.
First, we are all doing well and are enjoying life. Oscar is feasting on treats, perching in his window seat and lounging on my new desk. Mom is knitting up a storm using pretty sparkly yarn and doing jigsaw puzzles. I’m in resting mode after a very busy few months … more on that later.
Second, I decided to update the blog with a different look – I hope you like it. If you notice anything missing, please let me know. I tried to go back through and read everything (and resisted the temptation to edit) but may have missed something. It seemed like a good time to make a change!
Third, thanks to everyone following or reading the blog and to anyone who has sent in comments. I really appreciate hearing from people.
Now, here we go ….
So, despite my best intentions, my little break became a big break. The good news is that I’m going to be posting again starting in a month or so.
There have been lots of changes, including a new job that starts later this month.
I’m looking forward to writing again.
I am working on a new-ish writing project and so will be taking a break from the blog until the fall. Last year, I started writing a children’s story that will feature some drawings from my mother. Then, I got a little off-track when I started the blog. I had planned to try to do both, but the reality is that I can’t do both the story and the blog in addition to everything else.
I will be back in the fall. Fingers crossed that I can make some progress on the children’s story! See you in a couple of months. Have a great summer ….