A difficult waking.

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With sleep being a bit off last night, this morning saw me clawing my way out of bed. I almost awoke in time to visit city hall, but not quite. I was technically up well early enough but the motor simply would not gear up to get me there, and I will not leave my home without taking a shower. Still, I should be fine for making my appointment and grabbing a couple of movies to watch at with my friend. I am also going to take the unopened parts and pieces back to Lowe's. As well, I realized when I returned home that I had somehow bought two books on wiring and none on plumbing, so one of the wiring books is being returned though to be replaced by a book on plumbing. How did that happen? I am usually pretty good at those types of things. I suppose on a hot day, with little sleep the night before, while juggling 15 oddly shaped parts, rifling through several versions of each type of guides, I simply lost track. Still, it is embarrassing. At least I have the receipts and these things should go back easily. I will not be able to fax the material, or all of it, as I did not get my printer up and running. I did not even start that job.

With the tickets purchased for my mother to visit, I decided to try and get wheelchair services set up for her. So, this morning, I got online and found the ticket information, located the most probable number to call, and called in. They wanted to know when she would be at the airport, where she would be parking, and... more information than I have. So we agreed to let her set this up. I then called to let her know the ticket(s) is purchased, the flights are non-stop (woot!), and to give her all the information she might need along with a phone number to arrange her wheelchair assistance (they actually come and pick her up!).

She has had one hip and both knees replaced (at least), two or three foot surgeries, two back surgeries, and she is not a spring chicken anymore. Still, for all that, she is still a power house. Even at our respective ages, at any time in life, I have learned when she does what she does it is best to simply get out of the way. A little guidance is sometimes very good, some planning, and maybe ensuring she has what she needs where she needs it, then HIDE! She definitely IS a force of nature. And, she is learning, if she wants real work from me, the best thing is to help me set up the work, make sure I have the tools and the job is reasonable, go over some planning, and then to get out of my way. Neither one of us is necessarily (to each other, though okay with some others it seems) good to be around when doing more difficult work. She can clean and cook like a madwoman. I can do what has to be done, if left alone (though a little pressure of expectation helps, something she is not as dependent upon... and she is a better worker at her jobs than I am at mine, no doubt).

So, a few things off my list and a greater certainty that my Mom will be visiting handled on my end. A little easing of a worry on her end. Plus the information at her fingertips so she does not have to go looking in order to finish that task, and perhaps get a quicker pass through airline security (I suggested she also make some calls so her boarding is easier). As well, in a timely fashion and with flight times that make it really easy for her and a non-stop flight. This job has been one of my few one-shot success stories in a while!

Oh, I had to tease her though. She asked about the date and time, and I initially said that it was up to her. I was sending her a broom! We both, thankfully, got a chuckle out of it. Oh, have no fear little ones, payback comes in bucketloads... and, in all truth, she is better at this game then I ever will be. Nag! :p