Plan B

I am on the schedule to go back to work on the 26th of Nov for 2 1/2 hrs and on Friday for 3 hrs. I am anxious to get back but as anxious to see if I can do it.  I always have a Plan B in my life, lots of Plan B's through the years.

My thumb joint from the accident at Target 2 years ago now, has been mellow as I haven't been working so I expect it to wake up and howl again but I've already been approved for a cortisone shot. As for the discs in my back, especially the L5 I am hoping a back pain patch and wrapped knee will keep me going for the shift. Wow, I sound so wretched but it's really not so bad when you look at the whole picture of life. You don't have to look far to see someone who has issues far worse and that brings a strong case of humility and "there but through the Grace of God go I" thinking.

So, Plan B.IF and I stress IF, Target will not work out no matter what I have a plan that, if it works out,will make me as much money for a couple of hours a week versus 6-9 hrs at the store. Robert, from my foster home where I stayed from 12 until I married, is in dire (DIRE) need of housework. I haven't been able to enter his home as he has 3 dogs he lets run and jump in every room and I am very allergic. My husband has been there doing plumbing work for him and has let me know how things are and the need for someone to step in. Enter Plan B.

I plan to buy a box of surgical masks and decent gloves and clean his home a couple of hours a week. I know he feels bad that most of his family doesn't come over because of the dogs and "stuff" but doesn't seem to be able to do anything. All of his children are married and one their own except for one who just keeps promising to leave but doesn't.  The other son committed suicide last month and that has thrown him to even greater disarray. (My Plan B has been around since July 2010 when I was waiting to hear from Target if I was hired or not. After applying so many places I realized I drastically needed a Plan B.)  We can help each other. Of course there is much more to the story and I don't want this to sound callous but there is "too much more"  so I hope you understand.

It all depends on how my first day back at work goes next week. Cross your fingers for me, I enjoyed working there though the customers could be challenging.  If it doesn't work, then I call Robert.. in all honesty I may be calling him about it anyway.  He really needs the help.

Pushing Forward

The Election has come and gone. There were so many things I wanted to say but none of it was different from everyone else's rhetoric. They looked empty up there on the page so I never hit the publish button.  You can thank me later.

Just when you can't imagine finances getting much worse they are trying to raise the income taxes and now, in Utah, they are trying to increase the food tax. Politicians consider it just a little here and there; they don't seem to get it. We've already cut here and there so many times we are out of heres and theres to take from. One would never have thought in all the roads and by-ways of life you would end up without enough to comfortably sit back and just wander and enjoy the scenery.

I wish we had made different choices earlier but we had no one to give us advise and direction in our early adulthood; and surviving Vietnam we just wanted to create a basic life and live it the best we could. You never anticipate that circumstances will occur that stop you in your tracks, that take away what you had and diminishes what you can achieve.

The most important thing we have never lost is our optimism; smiling through the tears; pushing forward against all odds.