Thursday, April 3, 2014

A Typical Day Caring for the Elderly

So here's the day.

I get up, begin research on some sports administration articles I'm writing on contract. These are rather complex, and while I'm buried in "the Google" the phone rings. It's my dad's date for the night. The next twenty minutes are spent arranging their hook up for later (he can't hear on the phone and her phone makes an odd ring/aftertone in the handset I'm using that makes it difficult for me to hear what she is saying).

So that's done. Then I decide to make coffee and I see the microwave. Hmm. Guess it's time to make the rounds with my squeeze bottle of disinfectant and paper towels. Twenty minutes on the microwave (I've never seen him put eggs in there but eggs were on the inside, and more). Ten minutes in other areas of the kitchen. Dishes - done. Bathroom wipe duty - completed. Then a quick trip to the yard to make sure he's not overworking himself (not that I could stop him if I wanted to).

I just got a call from my dad's girl friend. It's his third over the years since my mom passed. Arranged a meeting with the two of them at a restaurant later tonight. Looks like my dad is more popular than me with the ladies.

Looked through the mail. It appears I have been asked to pay a fine for prematurely vacating my last apartment. There should be a low to protect the unemployed from this kind of contractual obligation when it concerns housing. Let's figure this out. If I was making enough money to pay the rent plus utilities plus food plus insurance for my vehicle (so I can go to job interviews) I'd still be there. But as many of the long termed unemployed discover, you can't make a payment on any of those things and you are well and truly SCREWED. So, that explains my reason for leaving my old apartment prior t o the expiration of the lease (and the narrow time slot they allow you to inform them you are vacating). It's not that I had nefarious plans to profit in some way, of course. But now they heap yet another piece of crap on my shoulders, and want $1453 to shut them up. I arranged to make payments out of my pittance I'm currently earning through freelance work. Want a professional writer? Contact me. I must work remotely, for reasons that, if you've read this blog you will understand. Just send me an email if you're interested in hiring the best creative talent you can find.




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