so much going on . . . .

Work is going along great, and that's good because most else in my life is becoming a twisty, curvy road ;0)

Gr'ma Bobbie's renters will be moving out of her house in the middle of March.  She and Aunt Karin have asked Ellen to think about moving in.  She will be there as a companion and helper.  Do the laundry, housework and maybe some cooking, and make sure gr'ma is taking her meds right.  Ellen is pretty excited about it.  She wouldn't be able to be there until she leaves school the first week of May, so there will need to be a plan in place for gr'ma until then.  The best part is, I had decided that I wasn't going to let Ellen go back to Mother-in-Law's for the summer because of the way MIL treated her when she was there to care for her last year.  I hadn't told anyone this yet, just putting of the inevitable fight with Ellen as long as I could -- now I don't have to worry.  This new solution takes care of the whole problem.  Although, it would be devilishly fun to go ahead an let MIL know that her mean, lying treatment of Ellen made it so that I wasn't going to let her move back in anyway.  From what SIL says, MIL already says "When Ellen moves back in after she comes home from college. . . . . "  um, no.  Just no.  Best part, when I asked Aunt Karin if Gr'ma is ok with supervision she said, that yeah, Gr'ma was actually relieved with Karin took over the bills - well that is certainly the opposite of the attitude MIL gives us when we help, so this should be just fine!  Ellen won't know what to do with a person who is kind a compliant, LOL.

MIL is in the nursing home to recover after her shoulder surgery.  Initially they thought it would be 4 weeks or so.  There have been issues.  She developed a UTI so there was some paranoia and craziness for several days.  She thought that her roommate's oxygen machine was putting out Ether gas into the room.  She was making calls to family in the middle of the night to come get her and save her.  She also refused to sleep in her room, and was spending the night on the couch for several nights.  They did find a room and moved her after the first week.  Funny thing is, she thought she was getting a single room and was all "Gee, I don't want to put anyone out, or cause any trouble, blah blah blah."  Tim let her know, no one was being put out, she still had a roommate, just a DIFFERENT one.  Her face fell at that news.  I've been going over there 6 out of 7 days to visit and check on her, also doing her laundry.  I went ahead and bought her 4 housedresses because all of hers (even the new one we got her for Christmas) are stained up and pretty icky looking.  Also got her some sweat pants (and hemmed them so she won't trip on them, LOL) and then went to San Souci (can't buy everything new, I'm not made of money) and got some button up shirts.  The therapists said that button ups would be easier with her arm in a sling.  At the first case meeting to review how she is doing, the therapist noted that they had concerns about her cognitive abilities.  I tried to say in a nice way that she was never the sharpest knife in the drawer to start with.  They are going to start speech therapy.  She suggested that we could ask for a full Neuro/Psych evaluation, but it isn't required.  That's kind of good, because we don't really want her labeled as incompetent, there's no coming back from that once it's in the file.

On the homefront, I'm stretched thin.  With the visits to MIL and church 2 nights a week, the weeknights are pretty busy.  Trying to get dinner and laundry done, but not finding the time (or making the time) to get quilting done.  I need to get my quilting mojo back and start being more disciplined about it.  Marci is working at the nursing home this weekend, so maybe that will be a good chance to get some quilting done!