be running up that building
Oct. 10th, 2022 12:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_siobhanCan I call this progress? I will call it progress.
I have now been trained on a Hoyer Lift. I made a date to be onsite with the Old Man last week with the Occupational Therapist and now we can lift him into his chair and take him out of his room. We hit the patio and smuggled out a bottle of wine and he was SO HAPPY. Totally worth it.
The staff at the residence make unhappy noises about how much he drinks but fuck 'em. He's 86 and he has fuck all else going on, let him indulge.
Getting his PSWs trained on the lift has been something of a gauntlet, I phoned the agency every day for a week and sent emails and Could. Not. Get. A. Response. The OT called, and she had no luck either and she works for the same agency. Finally on Friday I got a response and a promise to organize something so it should happen this week. I'll be back on Thursday or Friday to make sure and to raise hell if it didn't.
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On the renovations side, there have been days on and off when the dudes are here, and we have been getting vague updates that things are happening in the background, and finally this week we got the full story. Apparently even after the committee approved our plans the city came back to the engineer and said hold up, we have no record of the extension our neighbour put in, so we have no idea how solid her foundations are. We knew that once the excavation started we might have to add a bunch of reinforcement if extension had not been underpinned properly, but the city is saying to do it regardless. Which... I can't really blame them.
This adds a chunk of change to the price tag. In fact the final price tag has gone up quite a bit since the original quote for a bunch of reasons. I think the contractor was betting on being able to get more machinery back there than will be actually possible, but Metrolinx has started work back there on... something and that means it's pretty much chained off. So doing it all by hand and hauling shit out of the front door it is.
So on Wednesday last week I wrote an extremely large cheque[1] and work is starting again For Realz, Honest Guv, Pinky Swear This Time first thing tomorrow morning. We shall see.
So money is going to be tight for a while. We should be ok, but I'm taking a magnifying glass to the grocery bill and I won't be buying any more books for the foreseeable future.
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Then on Saturday I helped a friend move. She offered to let me skive off if I was too busy and I said hell no, a problem I can throw muscle at is EXACTLY what I need right now. So I hauled boxes and they stayed where I put them and we put bed frames together and they stayed together and it felt like an actual concrete accomplishment.
[1]A cheque. For real. It's like the 20th-century around here.
I have now been trained on a Hoyer Lift. I made a date to be onsite with the Old Man last week with the Occupational Therapist and now we can lift him into his chair and take him out of his room. We hit the patio and smuggled out a bottle of wine and he was SO HAPPY. Totally worth it.
The staff at the residence make unhappy noises about how much he drinks but fuck 'em. He's 86 and he has fuck all else going on, let him indulge.
Getting his PSWs trained on the lift has been something of a gauntlet, I phoned the agency every day for a week and sent emails and Could. Not. Get. A. Response. The OT called, and she had no luck either and she works for the same agency. Finally on Friday I got a response and a promise to organize something so it should happen this week. I'll be back on Thursday or Friday to make sure and to raise hell if it didn't.
***
On the renovations side, there have been days on and off when the dudes are here, and we have been getting vague updates that things are happening in the background, and finally this week we got the full story. Apparently even after the committee approved our plans the city came back to the engineer and said hold up, we have no record of the extension our neighbour put in, so we have no idea how solid her foundations are. We knew that once the excavation started we might have to add a bunch of reinforcement if extension had not been underpinned properly, but the city is saying to do it regardless. Which... I can't really blame them.
This adds a chunk of change to the price tag. In fact the final price tag has gone up quite a bit since the original quote for a bunch of reasons. I think the contractor was betting on being able to get more machinery back there than will be actually possible, but Metrolinx has started work back there on... something and that means it's pretty much chained off. So doing it all by hand and hauling shit out of the front door it is.
So on Wednesday last week I wrote an extremely large cheque[1] and work is starting again For Realz, Honest Guv, Pinky Swear This Time first thing tomorrow morning. We shall see.
So money is going to be tight for a while. We should be ok, but I'm taking a magnifying glass to the grocery bill and I won't be buying any more books for the foreseeable future.
***
Then on Saturday I helped a friend move. She offered to let me skive off if I was too busy and I said hell no, a problem I can throw muscle at is EXACTLY what I need right now. So I hauled boxes and they stayed where I put them and we put bed frames together and they stayed together and it felt like an actual concrete accomplishment.
[1]A cheque. For real. It's like the 20th-century around here.
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Date: 2022-10-13 10:11 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2022-10-14 04:11 pm (UTC)I really should make a wishlist, even if it's just to keep track for next time I have disposable income.
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Date: 2022-10-14 06:17 pm (UTC)Also, then others could decide to send you books with a better understanding of what you like. :)
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Date: 2022-10-15 10:07 am (UTC)