So it's Thursday already and this surprises me. The days really seem to march on and this surprises me.
Firstly, I don't consider myself unemployed any longer. I am now Mandy's carer and it's only by losing my job, that I have seen the necessity to assume that role. This is a full time job although not in the 9-5 sense we all think of as a job. It starts of in the morning by helping Mandy get up, get breakfast ready and then clear it all up afterwards.
It's then bathing time, we usually share the water because of the joys of having a water meter! We don't share the bath of course, it's never practical for most couples in normal baths so with one of us with knackered knees, it just aint gonna happen! I then help Mandy get dressed and then get myself ready if we are heading into town. It's usually 9.30 by now and I get the wheelchair out and start the 20 minute push into town. We get what we need done which these days includes groceries. Long gone are the weekly shops and as part of our living frugally campaign, we just get what we need as we want it as well as cashing in on offers. With the wheelchair loaded up, I then push it back home and get Mandy back in before unpacking the shopping.
It's a small break and then time to get a bit to eat for lunch. The afternoon is usually a little quieter unless I have some baking to do. I often make cakes and other things as our cheap treats. Our cupcake maker has proved invaluable lately and the next few weeks I have some other ideas for wholesome but cheap cooking. Towards the end of the afternoon I have to get our evening meal on the go before we settle down in front of the TV with either a DVD or some time on the PS3. Finally, I have to get Mandy into bed at the end of the day and assuming no problems in the night, rest up until the next day.
I appreciate this doesn't sound like the 8 hour stint like I was doing in the sawmills, but I am on the go for a good 16 hours of the day on and off. This description of my day doesn't include washing up, dealing with laundry, making cups of tea and other drinks, fetching this and that and many other task that may seem trivial to some but are impossible for Mandy to do. In fact, assuming these task has been tricky because Mandy has managed to do them for so long, she finds it hard to remember that I am there to do them. She tries to be as active as possible but often the pain in her joints makes it difficult.
Looking back at all this, I wonder how I ever did manage to go to work. It's not all gloom and doom, in fact I quite enjoy doing this although I do want to do some part-time work when we have everything sorted out. I have applied to a charity shop for some voluntary work as well as another organisation that provides books for free for the moment just to try to keep my hand in the working market.
So I can see now why the days do fly by!
Just a small thing to finish with, Mandy was writing a comment on a blog this morning and when she got to the "prove you're not a robot" bit found this one a little close to certain vulgar word! Just remove that r....