Saturday I realized I hadn't posted on this blog for six days. As far as I know only one reader missed me and actually seemed concerned about me. That tells you something about my readership numbers.
Almost two full days last week were spent transporting an elderly relative to doctors for pre-operation appointments for cataract surgery. Even though it took a great deal of time away from work, I must say the clinic was quite efficient, and there was minimal waiting in all of the many offices we needed to visit. There were two things I was most grateful for:
1. The clinic has a valet parking service and it saved me at least 15 minutes of time and heaps of trouble in getting my relative out of the car, into a wheel chair, wheeling her into the lobby, going back to the car, finding a parking space, walking back to the clinic lobby and getting her to the appointment on time. The fellows working at the valet area were wonderfully kind.
2. Despite the mild irritation of being asked the same questions (name, birthday, address, phone number, reason we're there) at every single office, knowing full well they had all the answers right in front of them on the computer screen, I appreciate a business where quality control is or appears to be a priority. Every office seemed to have a verification protocol of checking, double-checking, and triple-checking. When you see this in the pre-op stages, you perhaps can feel a bit more confident that the surgery will be performed on the correct body part on the correct person.
The surgery is this week so there will be more absences from work and this blog.
I spent my weekend hauling things out of some unheated attic areas with the intention of installing additional insulation there. This is a 100+ year old home and these little cubby-holes were the only areas still in need of more energy efficiency. Stored in the attics were items left from the previous owner and remainder items from construction renovations over the past 50 years.
Boxes of ceramic tiles of green, pink, gray, and white and excess vinyl floor tile were toted to the basement as was at least 50 feet of wood mouldings and a 36 inch, 8 foot tall solid wood door that must have come from some opening that has since been enclosed. Under some old yellowed newspapers, I found six stained glass windows, still in fairly good condition, that had originally been located in the windows of the main staircase landing. Hopefully I can get them reconditioned and find a place to display them. I like saving original parts of the house and construction left-overs because you never know when you might need to repair something and it is handy to have a perfect match.
I did discover a man had been living in one of the spaces for over 40 years. At five feet tall, he was a chubby fellow despite not having food for all that time. He had a smile on his face which lit up when I stuck his plug in.
Hopefully I'll be back to regular daily postings next week.