What does one do when one has no internet, watch tv and write letters to pen pals that is what. I have been without internet since Thursday night, Tim signed us up for the NBN for those who have no idea what that is it’s the National Broadband Network, it is suppose to be faster and better internet but so far no internet it was suppose to be working by Friday morning. However, Friday saw many hundreds of thousands of Telstra customers without the internet and it still isn’t working well as I write this it isn’t working and I am writing this on Sunday evening while I am waiting for the news to start and mum to ring me.
Tim rang Telstra again today he was on hold for 2hrs before someone answered then the guy checked this and that and ended up saying it should be working tomorrow (Monday) so we will see.
My walls are looking pretty bare at the moment because I have taken down all the photos, as Natasha wants to clean the walls and rearrange the photos, she said wants to arrange them in a better order. Leo took one look at the walls when they got here for lunch and said he didn’t like the look of them and had to reassured that the photos would go back up while Nanna & Papa are away.
Just talking to Kathy-Lee about stuff and she mentioned that Summer has a habit of opening her mothers eyes of a morning saying wakey wakey time to wake up, this took me back to when I was a girl and my baby sister Sandy would come into my bed she usually came in and got into bed with me during the night or first thing of a morning, anyway she would open my eyes and say Jo are you in there, and of course I would wake up although at times I would pretend to still be asleep and she would do it again and kiss me on my nose.
Anyway back to my walls, they are looking pretty bare and I am a little worried as Natasha thinks I have too many photos and she said she that she would be only be putting up the important ones back up. I told Kathy-Lee that if I am not happy with what she does I will be adding more photos as it is my house and I like to have photos on the wall, even Tim said that the hallway looks bare and not right without the photos on the walls.
Ok it is now after 4pm on Monday afternoon and Tim has rang Telstra again twice, the first time after being on the phone to them for 45 minutes they hung up on him and didn’t bother to ring him back so we are on the phone to then again and yet again they are checking things that is all they seem to do check things and say it will be up and running the following day. Tim is so bloody pissed off with them and have to say so am I, I spend most of the day every day online doing this and that and no internet for 4 days has been frustrating. Although Kathy-Lee has been without internet for 10 days now.
So it is now Tuesday morning and when I got up this morning we had the internet back, I did a happy dance and spent the morning catching up on things but it will be tomorrow before I get around to reading any blogs as I had a few other things to do today that is taking me away from the computer.
Let’s talk about my hobbies, I don’t have a lot but I do love to read, in fact I like to listen to audio books in the car while I am driving and when I am waiting for the boys to get out of school I will read another book and while we wait at airports or train stations I have a book with me to read.
When I was a child I spent a lot of time in my room reading, I would stay with my grandparents while mum was in hospital she spent a bit of time in hospital when I was a child with having babies and kidney problems and then having a stroke when she was 38.
Anyway back to me and my hobbies when I was with nan & pop I would come home from school go to my room and read, back in those days there would only be one tv in the house generally although my grandparents had an old back and white set in the dining room which at times I would watch but usually I preferred to read. Nan once said to mum that they were worried about me as I spent so much time alone reading but I was happy.
Also I get interested in blogging way back when I started my first blog way back in 2005, I love blogging I love to visit different peoples blogs and read about their lives, for me there are many blog friends. When I explain having blog friends I say they are like pen pals but it is all done on line.
Speaking of pen pals that is another hobby I have a lot of pen pals, I have been writing to pen pals on and off since I was 13-14 some pals I have been writing to for over 25 years one Tracey I have been writing to for more like 30 years she was one of the first pals I got when I took it up again when Kathy was a baby.
My mum understands pen pals as she had pen pals when she was a child/teenager but then she got married and had children and found she often didn’t have time to write and just stopped writing. Also pen paling is a two way thing you need to get letters to reply to and I get a lot, often of a week wend I will have between 6 and 12 letters to answer. I have pals from around Australia and around the world usually in Germany, the UK and Canada. It is a bit expensive to have pen pals here in Australia the cost of stand postage stamp went up to $1 in January and to send and overseas letter it is $2.75 although I usually send Aerogrammes which cost $2.30 so saves me a bit of money.
Welcome to the first ever six happy things Monday, this is going to be an ongoing thing for Monday’s as I think it will be an easy to do post on Monday’s. So here are six things that I am happy for and about today.
A nice clean house
The love of my family
Warm Autumn days
Seeing my grandchildren
Having help with the ironing
Being able to lay the seat back in the car and have a nap while waiting for Blain to get out of school
Do you know the difference between a saucepan and a frypan, I asked because yesterday I asked my daughter to get the large saucepan out of the cupboard and was asked what does a saucepan look like I had a frypan in my hand and said it doesn’t look like this.
Yesterday morning I went and took the jeans Natasha bought me for Mother’s Day back and I was unable to get jeans that fit me so instead I got a nice pair of black pants with a nice light-weight long sleeve top. I am pleased with what I managed to get.
I was hoping when I got home Natasha would have had lunch cooking but no, I ended up having to cook lunch.
After lunch I went out to Jessica’s place to clean her house for her, I was there over 3 hours and still didn’t get it all done, I did most of what she wanted including sorting out al the clothes on her bedroom floor a mixture of clean and dirty clothes she said all the clean stuff was in the clothes baskets but that wasn’t the case I found both clean and dirty clothes on the bedroom floor.
I was exhausted by the time I got home, so I didn’t bother pegging out the load of washing in my machine that Tim had put on to wash, I hung it out this morning I also had to put the dishwasher on to wash when I got home yesterday afternoon.
Tasha is annoyed with her dad as she has been asking him to replace the fly screen on her window since Leo pulled it off three weeks ago and he still hasn’t done it, and yesterday he decided he want to replace the zippers in his saddle bags on his motor bike so he did that and still hasn’t done the window.
Natasha and I just had a tiff because I put Blain’s blue towel in with Natasha’s sheets which are white, she said if we put the white sheets in with the blue towel in the dryer her sheets will go black which is a load of rubbish. So she is in a right mood at the moment throwing things around and slamming doors and such but I don’t care I am right and that is that she things so often that her stuff is more important then mine and that she is always right and her way is the only way.
Isn’t it funny how the same temperature can feel different at different times of the year, like yesterday it was 26°c and it was quiet warm, in the summer months that would be a hot temperature and today it is suppose to be 26°c as well but today is much cooler then yesterday. So not just different seasons but different days can have the same temperature and feel different.
In other news, Leo had a up and down week last week at school, one day he came home and said he had a great day then on Thursday he lost it with another student who he felt was picking on him and he crapped a pair of school scissors you know the type they are rounded and only good enough to cut paper and even then at times they still suck and he jabbed at the kid with them and that got him sent home from school and we where worried he would be suspended again but no he came home on Friday afternoon saying he had a great day at school.
You know what annoys me seeing Facebook posts about how bad nursing homes are and how a old person would be better off in prison or cruising the oceans what a load of shit.
As you all know I visit my Aunty Pat who is in a nursing home once every month or so and my grandmother who is in a nursing home every week and years ago before she passed away I would visit my great-aunt who was in yet a different nursing home each week.
So I can tell you that both the nursing homes Aunty Pat and Nanna are in are nice, both have their own bathroom and their own tv, Aunty Pat shares a room with two other ladies because sharing a room is cheaper but she likes her room and isn’t interested in changing. She gets alone with one of the women in the room, the other one is more like Nanna unable to communicate.
Nanna shares her room with another lady who is usually out in the wards community room the room they often have breakfast in that room and it is the room used for games and there is a large tv in that room as well.
Nanna has her own bathroom and her own tv as well, although as most would know Nanna is bedridden and unable to feed herself or move at all really. She becomes distressed if she is hungry or has soiled herself otherwise she spends most of the day sleeping.
When she is distressed there is one man who works there that is very good with her, he sings to her as Nanna loves singing and he finds if he sings to her while he is changing her and cleaning her up she becomes less distressed. Also at times she will become distressed and want Ron, my pop who passed away in 2010, so this same man will hold her hand and say I’m here Flo and this will calm her down.
We find the staff on a whole nice, caring people and the nursing homes to be clean and don’t smell and the food for the general residents is quiet nice according to my Uncle who usual has Christmas lunch over there with Nanna.
Now the nursing home my great-aunt Joyce was in did smell sometimes the smell was overpowering and this meant that mum and I would only stay a short time, Aunt shared a room with three other women and didn’t have her own bathroom that I can remember but she liked the food and said the staff were nice and friendly and Aunt always looked well cared for.
So yes I know some nursing homes may not be that great but if your loved one is in a nursing home you don’t like move them you can do that if you want my Nan first went into a nursing home 45 minutes away that place mum and I only visited once and mum cried the whole time as they had cut Nan’s hair into a bowl cut that looked awful and it was grey and up until then Nan had never had grey hair. The woman we visited wasn’t Nanna she was someone else in Nanna’s body in face when we first arrive at the nursing home we couldn’t find her she looked so different. Well we thought she looked different her hair wasn’t blonde and it wasn’t styled and she had only been there a week.