AAAAUUUGGGHHH!

Mar 09, 2010

My company is pretty good about sending people off for training. We're located in the middle of nowhere and there just aren't many training opportunites closeby.

For the past three years I have had to pass on almost every off site training opportunity I've been offered because of my mother's health. (Okay, there may have been one or two times where I just didn't want to squeeze my SMO butt into an airline seat.)

ANYWAY, I have an opportunity to go to Chicago in April for training. I have been trying to go to Chicago on a business trip for the past 18 years. I'm jazzed about this. I might throw in an extra weekend back there just so I can hit all my old haunts (I went to college there.)

My husband, however, is freaking out about it. He is scared that he will have to clean up some urine/feces mess that my mom while I'm not here.

I initially looked at having my brother come to take her to an appointment on Thursday of that week and stay around until I get back. I sent an e-mail to him yesterday asking if he can take her to the appointment and hang around for the weekend following. The only thing I've gotten from him since is some flaming e-mail about something the government is doing that he's not happy about. I know he's going to give me a big fat ration of whine, whine, whine.

When I first discussed the trip with my hubbie, he suggested having my underemployed sister come down and stay at our house for the four days before my brother gets here. I called her and asked. If she wasn't in the city, I would have been able to hear crickets over the phone line. She doesn't want to come, obviously. She's working a temp job and coming down here would probably mean loss of income.

So after telling him that I don't think underemployed San Fran sister wants to come, hubbie says he thinks my Mom should go live with one of my sisters in the Bay Area. The one who lives in a San Fran third floor walkup is probably out. The oxygen bottles would be a challenge going up the stairs. That leaves my other sister who I know doesn't want to have Mom come live with her. We've had this fight/discussion before.

He's going away for training next week. I don't have an issue with that in the least, altho I'll be caring for Mom and my 4-year-old solo.

I'm thinking it might be time for marriage counseling. In January, he was talking about getting my 20-year-old dog put down just because he can't make it out the door in time to poop outside. I talked him into restricting the dog to the utility room (where the dog door is). That's working out fine.

Now it looks like it's time to get my 76-year-old mother put down, because I can't restrict her to her bathroom.

I'm trying to get a referral for some local person to come in and help with Mom, but I live seriously rural. Like middle of nowhere, dirt road don't have a sign, more coyotes per square mile than people rural.

AAAAAAUUUUUUGGGGGGGGHHHHHH! 

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