View From My Window

Thursday, January 20, 2022 — A beautiful day today. I started sewing on the second quilt for “Quilts For Kids”. It’s a super-simple layout, with just strips of color bordering a cute animal print.

Quilts For Kids — Quilt #2

I finished the 1,000 piece jigsaw puzzle yesterday. I was pleased to see that there were actually no pieces missing.

I’ll be taking this one back to the thrift store tomorrow and paying for another puzzle (or two). I really enjoy working these puzzles. It takes my mind off everything else, at least for a little while.

It’s been almost a year now that we’ve been waiting for the home in Mountain Aire Estates to become available. It’s given me time to have doubts as to whether I’m pushing for something that Robert doesn’t really want. So today I asked him if he felt that I was pushing him into a situation he really didn’t want. I told him we could stay right here, and he answered me by saying that he was truly afraid of the stairs anymore and really wanted to downsize to a smaller place. He said he felt that living in Mountain Aire was the right thing to do at this time in our life. So, we continue to wait. I don’t know what the house will look like inside, but it has the basis for a good home for us, and if necessary, we can change it any way we want once it’s ours.

Robert had some confusion again tonight. He’s very methodical in laying out clean clothing for after his shower. He puts his underwear and new socks at the foot of the bed before heading into the bathroom to shower. Several times now, he’s got confused and has lost track of his socks or his underwear by either putting them in the dirty clothes hamper, or taking them into the bathroom and coming out to the bedroom after his shower, only to find they’re not where he expected them to be. He comes out tonight and tries to explain what went on with his shower. Once again, he was missing some of his underwear–this time it was his socks. He thought he’d laid them on the foot of the bed with his shorts, but when he came out of the shower, they weren’t there. He looked in the bathroom, but they weren’t on the counter, so he (still dripping wet, mind you), went back to the dresser and retrieved a new pair of socks. As he was telling me the story, I commented, “You went back to the dresser and got a new pair, yes/no?” And he said, “Yes, I did. I’m sorry.” I hugged him and said he needn’t apologize and it was o.k. I understood. But, after a bit of reflection, I think about how he is always saying he’s sorry — and now I can look at the words in a different way and realize he’s not apologizing so much as acknowledging that he’s got no control over his actions at times. He’ll do things and then not remember what he’s just done. That’s got to be scary.

One positive thing that I did today was to join another non-profit group here in Tehachapi. It’s called “The Tehachapi Humanitarian Relief Group.” They distribute food, clothing and support to citizens here in Tehachapi. I put a box of food together and put it out for pick-up and have provided this organization with information on the other food donation group that I had volunteered with last year (The United Farmworker’s Union was handing out COVID PPE materials and food boxes in Mojave. I drove down and sat working with the group for the day.)

That’s about it for now. Please take care of yourself–stay safe, and be sure to tell those you love that you love them.

About tehachap

Happily married and retired, my hobbies are quilting, reading and anything to do with trains (watching, photographing and running them in our G scale garden railroad). My husband and I have truly enjoyed our retirement, and have fulfilled one of our primary goals in life and that is to own a home overlooking train tracks so we can watch trains 24/7. We are sincerely blessed in this life.
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7 Responses to View From My Window

  1. cacjjc says:

    I remember John’s confusion with laying out and picking out clothing for after his shower. The bed would be covered with multiple shirts, jeans etc. I started laying out his clothing ahead of time for him. It worked. I did it without telling him I was going to do it. I never knew if he thought he had done it himself…. Anyway, this eventuality led to needing help adjusting the water temperature, and at some point he needed help getting dressed, as he couldn’t put together the steps needed to do so.

    Hang in there Carol! It’s always a challenge to adjust to each decline as it presents itself.


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    • tehachap says:

      Well, you just covered his other complaint about the shower last night — he had trouble getting the water adjusted. God… I told him it was the shower head and he said we needed to get a new one. How did you get him to allow you to set the shower water temperature?? Unreal… at first he complained about the hot water heater not being right because he couldn’t get the hot water to come on (we have a circulating pump so there’s always hot water right away). I don’t know… it’s one thing after the other, isn’t it??


      • cacjjc says:

        Part of my routine in the morning while he was shaving was to go and layout his clothes. Then I’d go and turn on the shower for him, saying I was “warming it up” for him. He was never the wiser. I tried very hard to make it all look like I was “spoiling” him. I made a point of never saying I was doing something because he was no longer able to. It’s tricky; and clearly you’ll know the best approach with Robert based on his personality.

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  2. 67andgood says:

    I remember my husband always saying “I’m sorry”. I kept telling him it wasn’t his fault he had cancer and things were hard for him. It’s so sad but there is not much we can do.

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  3. dkzody says:

    The “I’m sorry” reply got me to thinking. Today when I was at Whole Foods, I had to ask a stock person for help with the containers at the olive bar. I couldn’t get them separated. She was very kind and explained that these were ones that stuck together. I said I was sorry to bother her but she said it was okay, that was what she was there for. I guess I should have just been gracious with my thanks and not said I’m sorry to bother her.

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