Wednesday, February 24, 2016

Work and Stuff

I haven't posted much about work lately. It hasn't been terribly exciting, except when G got mad and asked me, "Do you want to die?"

By that time I was a bit fed up with her too. I stood in front of her wheel- chair, looked at her, knowing she couldn't look back, and said, Bring it on, G---. Bring it on." 

"No," she said, "I think I changed my mind."

The next day we had a tussle over a cup of juice at lunch. She was going to throw it on me, but I wouldn't let it go. "What are you trying to do?" I asked her.

"I'm going to kill you!" she yelled. (Oh, my! And all this because I wasn't ready to leave the dining room yet...) She got the attention of everyone in the dining room, which is probably just what she wanted.

Thankfully, I'm not the only object of her ire. The sweetest CNA was getting her ready for the day one morning and decided to put some lotion on our friend. "I'm going to make you smell nice," she told her.

"As long as I don't smell like you," G retorted. "You smell like a whore."

We laugh at these things. They break up otherwise long and often sad days. I don't have many stories these days. Since G broke her arm we've spent a lot more time in her room rather than the common area. The wheelchair she now occupies makes my transporting her possible. It also puts me in the position of being bossed about. She's always in a hurry to get out of the dining room and fusses if I dare have a conversation with anyone else.

A part of me wants to stay at this job and "give of myself unselfishly" and another part says I need to put my time to better use. After eight months I've decided on the latter. I'm going to concentrate on cleaning and organizing my house for a while, and when the weather warms up maybe I'll begin a new adventure.

My photos don't match the post, unless you figure that folks in the MCU often revert to childish ways. That's me a few short years ago.

8 comments:

  1. after reading this, I'm glad that I work in the dirt

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    1. I think I'm going to try working in the dirt too.
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  2. When are you planning on making your exit? Truly, life is just too short to spend your days doing something you don't enjoy. Someone said to me once " this isn't a dress rehearsal. You only go around once." That's when I decided to retire early and I have never regretted it for 1 second. I had a high pressure, stressful job and just love being retired. Go for it girl :-)

    Marilyn from Canada

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    1. I am planning my exit by spring. At least that is what I told my boss. I'm willing to taper off, but in the end I don't want to sit out another summer.
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  3. PS......I love your photos :-) :-)

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  4. I wonder what sort of person this woman has been during her life. Was she always is mean and nasty? Is she bitter about something?

    I hope I'm never like that.

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    1. Sometimes it's rather easy to guess who might have been an only child.

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