When I was a full time 24/7/52 carer, life's minor problems did not impact much on me. I would just shrug, ignore them, put them in my pending box or chuck them in the back bedroom out of sight. I had neither the time nor energy to deal with these things. Now that I have my "Freedom" i.e. OH is in the local care home and I have done all the paperwork, financial stuff, labelling clothes, making a photo album with him, I am struggling to adjust to 'the rest of my life'. Every day there seems to be another minor thing to deal with.
Yesterday I received a bill for 2 months charges for OH's Mobile Care alarm system. This had always been supplied free of charge. Once OH moved to the CH, initially for assessment, then permanently (when I notified the Alarm Service but it took a month for them to come and remove the system) it became chargeable. Hence a bill for 2 months.
Yesterday was also the day when my Facebook and e.mail was cloned - by a bogus company offering to give a grant towards self publishing costs, inotherwords, a scam. Yesterday, although it was pouring rain all day, the builders started work on next doors extension. As they have already removed the trees on their side of the boundary fence, when I walked into my kitchen, semi-clad, there were half a dozen workmen smiling at me through the big kitchen window. The noise continued all day.
One of the things I have been looking forward to is rejoining some of the groups that I have been unable to attend for the past 5 years. I have had a warm welcome from the few who remember me as a founder member and very active in these groups, but they have changed in emphasis from groups who DID things, undertook community projects, into mere talking shops with guest speakers who spout about things that I already know either from way back or by keeping up to date via the Internet. Even the convivial Ladies swimming session I used to attend has changed to a more serious, structured exercise class with no one there that I recognise.
Perhaps if the weather were better and I could spend time getting the garden into better order after neglect, or find the inspiration to tackle the backlog of 'things' stowed away in the back bedroom. However, all I want to do is hibernate, sleep a lot, snack on pastries. I need a kick up the ******
Yesterday I received a bill for 2 months charges for OH's Mobile Care alarm system. This had always been supplied free of charge. Once OH moved to the CH, initially for assessment, then permanently (when I notified the Alarm Service but it took a month for them to come and remove the system) it became chargeable. Hence a bill for 2 months.
Yesterday was also the day when my Facebook and e.mail was cloned - by a bogus company offering to give a grant towards self publishing costs, inotherwords, a scam. Yesterday, although it was pouring rain all day, the builders started work on next doors extension. As they have already removed the trees on their side of the boundary fence, when I walked into my kitchen, semi-clad, there were half a dozen workmen smiling at me through the big kitchen window. The noise continued all day.
One of the things I have been looking forward to is rejoining some of the groups that I have been unable to attend for the past 5 years. I have had a warm welcome from the few who remember me as a founder member and very active in these groups, but they have changed in emphasis from groups who DID things, undertook community projects, into mere talking shops with guest speakers who spout about things that I already know either from way back or by keeping up to date via the Internet. Even the convivial Ladies swimming session I used to attend has changed to a more serious, structured exercise class with no one there that I recognise.
Perhaps if the weather were better and I could spend time getting the garden into better order after neglect, or find the inspiration to tackle the backlog of 'things' stowed away in the back bedroom. However, all I want to do is hibernate, sleep a lot, snack on pastries. I need a kick up the ******