Dontcha just hate it when I have stuff to post two days in a row? I know I do. Sometimes I wish I could quit one or another of my jobs... caregiver, chauffer, CFO, etc. Today... I don't want to be "Supreme goddess in charge of keeping the house going." Was in the downstairs bathroom and heard an all to familiar "drip drip drip...." Sigh... the upstairs toilet had overflowed... .again. Dripping water all over the floor.... again. At least this time it didn't drip for days before I found it! In a perfect world, things would be in better shape because when I thought they needed fixing Glen wouldn't have fought me about it. I know now that's because he was already getting sick, but that unfortunately doesn't fix my plumbing. In a perfect world, I would just call in a contractor, say y'know what.. fix both bathrooms, make them presentable and while you're at it.. let's make the downstairs bed/bath into a 2nd master-type suite. And someday I will be able to do that.. but this isn't that day. So... told the kids to turn off the water in the leaky bathroom and use the toilet in the master suite, which is pretty much unused these days anyway. I don't want to be creative in my solutions. I want my house to work. But my world just ain't perfect these days.

Sorry for the whine... maybe someone would be kind enough to send over some cheese.

Oh.. I did tell our case manager about my incident with the PT yesterday. She asked me who it was she rolled her eyes and started dialing her cell phone. She left a message for someone saying that we needed a different PT on our case, and that while she was sure this person is a well qualified PT, she doesn't seem to "get it" about hospice and just doesn't seem to be working out. Wow.