Our living room, small kitchen, baths, and my husband's bedroom are in order. On the other hand, my bedroom is still, and will probably continue to be, in utter chaos. It is wall-to-wall furniture. I donated my king-size bed and bought a twin bed to keep my sewing cabinet, thread chest, cutting table, computer table, hutch, and printer cabinet. All this includes a high-priced office chair for the computer area and a chair for the sewing cabinet so that I can sit at the embroidery machine in comfort.
Now the question is, where is my machine, thread, hoops, fabric, etc. (smile). Of course, it is in my small walk-in closet. This is packed wall to wall with bins of fabric, stabilizer, books, sprays, quilt batting, backings, rulers, and cutting mats. Where do I hang my clothes, do you ask?
I cannot find the top of my sewing cabinet as it holds the wall hangings that I don't know where to hang. I like them and don't want to give anymore to Good Will and Salvation Army. We've already given away my entire bedroom set, jewelry armoire, all vases, and oil paintings; our entire den of very nice furniture and wall hangings; Brother and Janome sewing machines, and brand new carrying cases for them and embroidery arm, boxes of threads and bobbins. My friends also walked away with plenty of loot and all my beading material, counted cross stitch, scrapbooking, oil and acrylic painting items, including 2 easels. Attempted selling the furniture and the local establishments stated our furniture was too old and colors were outdated.
Most of my kitchen supplies were also done away with. They would not fit into the cabinets where we moved. Also, 3 meals a day are being served. The food has a lot to be desired. Muffins, cookies, and ice cream are good things. Ordering from the menu that is available daily is the best bet most of the time. The salad bar is my favorite, along with breakfast for the oatmeal and fresh fruit.
Activities are planned daily for the residents, so no one can say they have nothing to do. Transportation is available for those needing rides to doctor's appointments, etc. Certain days are set aside for shopping. A bus takes residents to 3 different stores in a day so they can shop.
My sister moved into one also in Jacksonville, FL. Her's has a buy-in and monthly fee and is much nicer than ours. She has a dishwasher, microwave, garbage disposal, nice refrigerator with ice maker, range with flat cooking top. I have none of those. I feel that I am back in the '50s and '60s, but I don't have to cook!!!! (smile) The cleaning lady comes by once a week to do linens and clean baths and kitchen and do floors and dust. That's mostly a laugh. She does bedding and makes up the bed. I don't let her touch mine. I mentioned towels. She tells me if they're not too many. She wipes up kitchen and bathroom floors and cleans toilets. When it comes to the tub in my bathroom, I feel the tub's bottom the 1st week, full of dust and grit. I couldn't use it as the shower plunger didn't work. I can tell that mirrors are smudged. If she thinks I keep sinks and counters clean, she doesn't touch them. Vacuuming, she makes a feeble effort. Will not pick up a throw rug but vacuums around it. Dusting--they are not allowed to touch personal belongings. Well, they don't even dust around the belongings, and right in front of you. Yikes! I had a cleaning lady in the other house every 2 weeks because of a bad back, surgeries on both shoulders, arthritis in both hands, etc., now I have to do it all; but I don't have to cook.
My husband sold his car, so we have one car now. I didn't drive much, but now I really won't drive without an appointment because my hubby goes out most days to a fitness center as the machines here have a lot to be desired. Did I say he hates it here and takes it out on me every day?
I am now 78, and he will be 87 in May. Ain't the golden years grand—Bah humbug.
My sister lost her husband on Jan. 8th of this year. He had Parkinson's. Bless his soul. He is out of pain. She is not well herself and ran herself into the grounds caring for him. Most of their savings are gone now, spent for his care. She sold her home to be closer to him and having to pay for two residences anyway. She also wanted to be closer to her son in case something did happen to her hubby. The house sold just in time. Glad she has a nice place, be it small. She also had to give up most of her things and lost many of them in the move as she let someone else pack for her.
Signing off and hoping for a nap.
The Bobbyn Robbyn
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