Post by shellie on Apr 25, 2015 21:06:18 GMT
Good Morning Lovely Ladies
I didn't write any comments yesterday, I really didn't want to seem whiny and ungrateful on ANZAC Day. We are very lucky in this country, I know that, and as a family we have so so much to be grateful for. But
VENT AHEAD....this whole storm/power things has really got on my last nerve. Yes we got our power back after 4 days and yes I managed to save my freezer food, but there was still a big mess both inside and outside to clean up, lost food in both fridges, fridges to be cleaned out, washing to be caught up on, plus shopping to replace some food, and a bunch of kids home 24/7 since school/Uni were both closed and DS22 had no power and TNB is either a fixture here or DD22 is at his house, the yard is a sea of shredded leaves which are constantly being walking into the house as no-one understands the concept of wiping your feet and then there is the usual running of the house.
But DMum didn't get hers back until 9am yesterday. She had finally decided to stay here Friday night, spent one night and then power back on so must go home. I have been to DMum's 4 days in a row, I have taken her ice to try to save the freezer/fridge (failed) the got in trouble for not taking boiled water (which I then organized from a neighbour), I got complaints when the ice melted and made the garage floor wet, I went 2nd day to collect her and bring her here (and all her stuff, shower chair, esky's off food, etc) and she insisted on going home after her hot shower and meal, went back day 3 cleaned out both fridge and freezers, bagged up food and all her stuff again and bought her back here again and she agreed to stay 1 night, yesterday we heard power was back so packed up again, fed her a hot lunch (prepped the night before - she won't eat meals at same schedule as us and has main in middle of the day and I got complaints about the size of the meal before she even saw it), took her home, turned fridge on and went shopping for new supplies, got back to complaints about so much waste and "I" shouldn't buy so much food (I only EVER follow the list she gives me or add some cold meat or a treat if she has forgotten it), restocked fridge, about to leave and she tells me she has washing on and needs me to take it home to hang (no problem but it held me up and I had dinner to cook and washing getting damp on my own line, could have more easily just washed it here myself), get home and cook dinner. BIg storm hits Sydney - hail, lightening and rain (no big winds this time), storm moves along the coast and hits us. Mum calls with her usual 9pm call to inform me that the big electrical/rain storm has taken out the damn power again. sigh..... (apparantly a tree went down near the school and took the main line out into the suburb, 100's of homes out that only just got their power back). But she had to rush home. So today I will be heading over there again day 5 in a row, not sure if it will be with bags of ice or ready to collect Mum, her stuff and now more food. Feeling like this nightmare will never end. Oh and she chatted to a friend who told her how easy it was to just ring and claim the food spoilage from NRMA, so of course she doesn't want to do that herself and wants me to do it, and will complain FOREVER if it effects her No Claim Bonus(which will somehow be my fault as I was the one who did it). And what does Brother and his family do 'in a crisis', Brother heads off to hospital as his CPAP machine requires power, gets to lay in bed all day, watch TV and get 3 hot meals a day. AND NO ONE from his household even phones to check if Mum is ok, they live 1/4 of the distance from Mum as I do and pass her house every Sunday on the way to church but NEVER call in. I think if I'd been given just 1 day of help from then in the last week (and been able to deal with my stuff) I would be coping better with it all, my nerves are frayed and I know I am not being very tolerant or nice. Plus I need more sleep, my hips wake me several times a night paining and the Voltarin just isn't helping as I'd hoped it would but I will persevere with it.
VENT OVER (Sorry about all that, not really my thing to be such a whiner but today I just needed to)
Today I will try to get some washing done and get the back half of house vacced. Deal with whatever is required for DMum, the least being a boiled water and ice run. And cook dinner here. I am desperate to do some Dukan Baking as I lost my stockpile during the storm.
Wishing you a Super Sunday. And I hope we ALL have a Wonderful Week to come xoxo
I didn't write any comments yesterday, I really didn't want to seem whiny and ungrateful on ANZAC Day. We are very lucky in this country, I know that, and as a family we have so so much to be grateful for. But
VENT AHEAD....this whole storm/power things has really got on my last nerve. Yes we got our power back after 4 days and yes I managed to save my freezer food, but there was still a big mess both inside and outside to clean up, lost food in both fridges, fridges to be cleaned out, washing to be caught up on, plus shopping to replace some food, and a bunch of kids home 24/7 since school/Uni were both closed and DS22 had no power and TNB is either a fixture here or DD22 is at his house, the yard is a sea of shredded leaves which are constantly being walking into the house as no-one understands the concept of wiping your feet and then there is the usual running of the house.
But DMum didn't get hers back until 9am yesterday. She had finally decided to stay here Friday night, spent one night and then power back on so must go home. I have been to DMum's 4 days in a row, I have taken her ice to try to save the freezer/fridge (failed) the got in trouble for not taking boiled water (which I then organized from a neighbour), I got complaints when the ice melted and made the garage floor wet, I went 2nd day to collect her and bring her here (and all her stuff, shower chair, esky's off food, etc) and she insisted on going home after her hot shower and meal, went back day 3 cleaned out both fridge and freezers, bagged up food and all her stuff again and bought her back here again and she agreed to stay 1 night, yesterday we heard power was back so packed up again, fed her a hot lunch (prepped the night before - she won't eat meals at same schedule as us and has main in middle of the day and I got complaints about the size of the meal before she even saw it), took her home, turned fridge on and went shopping for new supplies, got back to complaints about so much waste and "I" shouldn't buy so much food (I only EVER follow the list she gives me or add some cold meat or a treat if she has forgotten it), restocked fridge, about to leave and she tells me she has washing on and needs me to take it home to hang (no problem but it held me up and I had dinner to cook and washing getting damp on my own line, could have more easily just washed it here myself), get home and cook dinner. BIg storm hits Sydney - hail, lightening and rain (no big winds this time), storm moves along the coast and hits us. Mum calls with her usual 9pm call to inform me that the big electrical/rain storm has taken out the damn power again. sigh..... (apparantly a tree went down near the school and took the main line out into the suburb, 100's of homes out that only just got their power back). But she had to rush home. So today I will be heading over there again day 5 in a row, not sure if it will be with bags of ice or ready to collect Mum, her stuff and now more food. Feeling like this nightmare will never end. Oh and she chatted to a friend who told her how easy it was to just ring and claim the food spoilage from NRMA, so of course she doesn't want to do that herself and wants me to do it, and will complain FOREVER if it effects her No Claim Bonus(which will somehow be my fault as I was the one who did it). And what does Brother and his family do 'in a crisis', Brother heads off to hospital as his CPAP machine requires power, gets to lay in bed all day, watch TV and get 3 hot meals a day. AND NO ONE from his household even phones to check if Mum is ok, they live 1/4 of the distance from Mum as I do and pass her house every Sunday on the way to church but NEVER call in. I think if I'd been given just 1 day of help from then in the last week (and been able to deal with my stuff) I would be coping better with it all, my nerves are frayed and I know I am not being very tolerant or nice. Plus I need more sleep, my hips wake me several times a night paining and the Voltarin just isn't helping as I'd hoped it would but I will persevere with it.
VENT OVER (Sorry about all that, not really my thing to be such a whiner but today I just needed to)
Today I will try to get some washing done and get the back half of house vacced. Deal with whatever is required for DMum, the least being a boiled water and ice run. And cook dinner here. I am desperate to do some Dukan Baking as I lost my stockpile during the storm.
Wishing you a Super Sunday. And I hope we ALL have a Wonderful Week to come xoxo
Ive been to church with DGD and then dropped her off home and had a cuppa with DD30.
DH goes after work and puts in a few hours everyday. I feel really bad that i just dont want to go. I haven’t really made up my mind yet. I have yet to finish the folding and put it away and now I already have another load to put on. The floor need vacuuming again with molting dog and wood fire. Wood box also has to be filled. The last couple of Sundays I’ve planned and prepared some of the meals. Does this all sound good enough reasons to not go and paint. Im sure DH won’t think so 
