Just another stress-filled week here at the Bruce residence. We held the first pool employee meeting for the season on Sunday. It’s always “fun” attempting to coordinate schedules at the end of the school year. Unemployed and activities, it’s darn near impossible. The school helped again this year during their community cleanup and cleared the debris out of the pools. It doesn’t seem like much, but that is a big task, and I am so thankful for the help.
George had surgery last Tuesday. A few months ago, blood tests revealed that his calcium was unusually high, and after further tests, they found he had an overactive parathyroid gland. All went well, and he is doing fine. However, I must have been more stressed about it than I thought because I felt completely wiped out once all was said and done.
But as they say, “no rest for the wicked.” It was our weekend with our Omaha boys. Since Jackson is graduating this year, May is full of different activities for them, so their mom brought them down on Saturday, and we returned them on Sunday. It was a short visit, but something is better than nothing. I am grateful that she volunteered to bring them, as I’m not sure George would have been up for the ride.
Saturday was our first workday at the pool. We had to power wash the pools so they are clean for whatever
repairs and painting are needed. I hadn’t been down to look at the pool this spring, so I pray we don’t have too much to do before we can fill it.
This week won’t be any more restful either. I had doctors’ appointments on Monday morning and a work assignment in the afternoon. On Wednesday, George went back to Omaha to see his surgeon to ensure he is healing properly. Then today (Thursday) and Friday, I will be going with my Mom to visit her doctors. She was hospitalized again a couple of weeks ago,
and I am bound and determined to get to the bottom of the issue.
Then there is the normal day-to-day to be done, the yard needs to be mowed, laundry needs washing, and it’s the first of the month, so the bills need paid. Honestly, it’s not different than any other week, but for some reason, it seems like “more” than usual. I used to be good at this crazy busy stuff, or so I thought. Maybe I just need to “slow my roll,” as the kids say. Perhaps I should slow down, but I worry that if I do, I may come to an abrupt stop, and that is not an option.
I have another work assignment to get to. Take care, God bless, and pray for rain so we don’ blow away. X’s & O’s.
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