GETTING THINGS IN ORDER

This week is all about getting the house back to it's new normal.  I have a lot of cleaning to do. For a house cleaner Tracy was SO not clean.  I think she was a surface cleaner.  She was not a deep cleaner.  I was duped into believing the house was clean since she was getting up at 4 am to clean each morning.  I have been moving furniture and cleaning under it and behind it.  Mopping the floors.
I am setting up appointments to get things fixed.  I called the cable company to get the cable box in the downstairs fixed.  It took three phone calls and then a visit by the cable man.  He finally got it fixed and now I can watch On-demand shows again.

When he was leaving I locked the door and went outside the garage to close it and locked myself out of the house.  When I changed the locks, I put in self-locking locks and proceeded to lock myself out.  The very nice cable guy helped me try to break in and stayed with me until the locksmith showed up.  It was a very expensive lesson.  I won't do that again!  It is the second time I locked my keys out in a month.  The last time I was horribly sleep deprived when I locked my keys in the trunk of my car while rushing to get from a client's to a doctor's appointment two towns over.  I had to call a locksmith then too because AAA could not help me.  The locksmith got me my keys and I missed the doctors appointment.

I went to the dentist and got my teeth cleaned.  I was months late in getting that fun chore completed.  I went later because it was something Tracy and I did together and I was stalling because I didn't want to take Tracy.  Not that I didn't want her teeth cleaned but I didn't want to deal with making an appointment with her and then getting her to go to the appointment.  It was always a chore.

I went to finally get my ankle looked at.  My ankle has been in pain for months.  I know I injured it but I also knew I could not do anything about it until I dealt with my living situation.  What was I going to do?  Let Tracy take care of me while I was incapacitated?  I would have been crazy to allow Tracy full control over me while she was acting in an abusive manner.  Who knows what she would have done?  Not to mention I would not have been able to get out of the house if she had gotten violent if I was in bed with a cast on my leg or on crutches.  So, I finally went to the doctor and I will be having surgery as soon as I get my life in order.

I hired Sally the assistant to come and work again, this time on the backyard.  She and I cleared out the backyard.  It had gotten overgrown over the last nine months.  I was calling it The Jungle.  The dogs didn't even want to go out back.  Sally and I spent the whole day clearing it out.  It looked great.  Sally did all the heavy lifting.  She came back on Sunday and finished up the last little bit.  It looks so great.

Then I got a haircut.  A much needed haircut.

I just had to take care of some much needed things to get the house in order and get me in order.  Baby steps.

more to come...