It Has Been A Long Week

Wow. What a week. More like weekend. Dad got his back surgery on Thursday and is in so much pain. We're trying to get him to see the good side of a rehab facility, but he's afraid it's too much like a convalescent home. I can only pray that tomorrow will be better. It is so much strain on my family, but I can only see where we are strong and solid, not even a hint of breaking anywhere. Except maybe my father's neck at times since he can be so ornery. But even that is only a figure of speech.

I am so proud of my mom. She spent all of yesterday cleaning out her corner of her room. She threw away so many things she did not need and got some things together to donate as well. We even managed to condense her jewelry collection into her two armoires and get rid of some of the jewelry boxes. I see a Salvo run in the future. I really can't say how proud of her I am. It took a lot of energy and a lot of work to get rid of the things she did (my family gets so attached to things, not like hoarder-keep-garbage attach, but keep-clothes-I-haven't-worn-for-twenty-years attached).

I bought myself a 15 pair shoe bin thing when I bought one for mom and just put it together today. I need another one. Comfortably, two. Cause some shoes have too big of a heel to fit in the little square together. But I did manage to get rid of two cardboard boxes holding shoes, so it looks nicer.

And I moved a watchmaker's desk today. Dawn bought it probably a month ago, and it just slid right into our dining room. Which isn't the place to store it, but it's a lot better than the middle of the living room. And kind of look like it belongs.

I also painted an alphabet block box for my cousin who had a baby on mother's day. It's yellow and purple and darling. Tomorrow night I will seal it with varnish. Then work on the baby quilt to put inside. Then wrap it before my grandmother sees it and asks why it's not Tuscany themed (erm...cause it's for the baby's room and not the mother). I need to ask Dawn if she's found any baby books to put in it yet. I already have the little set of alphabet blocks for it.

We will see how much gets done this week. No one has said a word of when Dad is coming home. Which gives us that much more time to clear things out. I really want him to see a difference when he comes home. To make him see that we don't just lay around doing nothing all day. I mean, he knows we don't, but sometimes I get that he feels that way. Knowledge and feelings are two very different things.

And Mom is right. I am glad we did not start the project to paint the dining room. Cause then we'd probably just sit there and cry and not get anything done. Cause it's taking all our energy to go see Dad. Visiting him may not seem like that big of an energy, but it is emotionally draining to see him in pain all the time and not be able to do anything about it.

Did I mention how proud I am of my mother for all her cleaning and purging? Next weekend we are going through her closet to get rid of more clothes. Which I will do as well. But I need to get my closet fixed first since the chain fell off (it looks like the entire chain). At least it broke when I shut the light off instead of turning it on.

Mamaw and Papaw came down the day of Dad's surgery. I've spent some time with Mamaw, but hardly saw Papaw. Thought I might get to talk with him tonight, but he took the bird and went to bed. I felt like I was bothering him. Mom says they are trying not to intrude on us, but I want them to. I don't see them near enough to have them bother me.

I don't know if I am going to work out tomorrow. I have not worked my schedule out with the other girls to see when they are exercising as well. I really don't want to waste my energy on that, though, when I hardly have any of it left to do normal every day stuff.

Okay. I'm going to bed while I think I can sleep.