Merc in Ret goes "Steve Jobs" with a "one more thing send off"
...so I stay at my mom's mid-week every week and help her with things around the house when I'm not in the office. Last Wed, I'm rushing to get to work for mtgs and about to go out the door and she says "if I get ready, will you drop me at the grocery store?" I hesitate dropping her off anywhere since her last stroke as I don't think she has the ability to navigate getting back home. Her getting ready take 30-60min, so I say no and that I'll take her after work. There's a class I want to get to at 6:30p, but she is unaware and trying to get her to understand is a waste of time, so I get there at 4:30p. I pick her up and we get to Safeway by 5p. Shopping with my mom brings to mind the Looney Tunes cartoon with the old lady trying to make a deposit with pennies. I do my best to try to help get items on the list, but she is distracted by the cut flowers...the Halloween decorations...fruit. It takes excruciatingly long, but we fill the cart, except for the items from the meat dept when she tells me she urgently needs the rest room. She's gone for quite some time, so I try to finish shopping. I'm stressed because the checkout lines are completely backed up. She finally comes out and I find her and she says that I need to take her home immediately. So I try to find a free clerk to ask them to hold our now full cart of groceries while I take her home. This takes much longer than it should. Then I bring the car around, collect my mom, bring her home, then go back to the store, try to get them to collect the cart they are holding. This takes much longer than it should. The checkout lines are still backed up. Checking out takes much longer than it should. I bag up the groceries and head back to my mom's. She fine, just embarassed and tired. I put the groceries away. As I do, I'm finding that much of what we purchased is already stocked and unneeded. Sigh. The class I wanted to go to in Mtn View has started long ago, so I write that off and pack up my stuff and head back to Marina. I see there's a VM from my daughter. I listen, it's a very brief call me back, but she's obviously upset. I call her back. She's doing a house sit in Oakland. Has been for a few weeks. She's been sick for the past few days and hasn't left the house except to move her car for the weekly street sweeping. She finally felt well enough to go out and noticed her car wasn't where she parked it. It was stolen some time in the last three days. She just spent $2000 on a major service (timing belt), so doesn't have much in the way of funds to replace it.
FU MiR (I thought "mir" was Russian for peace)
--tg
...so I stay at my mom's mid-week every week and help her with things around the house when I'm not in the office. Last Wed, I'm rushing to get to work for mtgs and about to go out the door and she says "if I get ready, will you drop me at the grocery store?" I hesitate dropping her off anywhere since her last stroke as I don't think she has the ability to navigate getting back home. Her getting ready take 30-60min, so I say no and that I'll take her after work. There's a class I want to get to at 6:30p, but she is unaware and trying to get her to understand is a waste of time, so I get there at 4:30p. I pick her up and we get to Safeway by 5p. Shopping with my mom brings to mind the Looney Tunes cartoon with the old lady trying to make a deposit with pennies. I do my best to try to help get items on the list, but she is distracted by the cut flowers...the Halloween decorations...fruit. It takes excruciatingly long, but we fill the cart, except for the items from the meat dept when she tells me she urgently needs the rest room. She's gone for quite some time, so I try to finish shopping. I'm stressed because the checkout lines are completely backed up. She finally comes out and I find her and she says that I need to take her home immediately. So I try to find a free clerk to ask them to hold our now full cart of groceries while I take her home. This takes much longer than it should. Then I bring the car around, collect my mom, bring her home, then go back to the store, try to get them to collect the cart they are holding. This takes much longer than it should. The checkout lines are still backed up. Checking out takes much longer than it should. I bag up the groceries and head back to my mom's. She fine, just embarassed and tired. I put the groceries away. As I do, I'm finding that much of what we purchased is already stocked and unneeded. Sigh. The class I wanted to go to in Mtn View has started long ago, so I write that off and pack up my stuff and head back to Marina. I see there's a VM from my daughter. I listen, it's a very brief call me back, but she's obviously upset. I call her back. She's doing a house sit in Oakland. Has been for a few weeks. She's been sick for the past few days and hasn't left the house except to move her car for the weekly street sweeping. She finally felt well enough to go out and noticed her car wasn't where she parked it. It was stolen some time in the last three days. She just spent $2000 on a major service (timing belt), so doesn't have much in the way of funds to replace it.
FU MiR (I thought "mir" was Russian for peace)
--tg