Patience

They say patience is a virtue. I can see from the others in this place (that being my apartment building for older people and disabled people and people with brain disorders), or just because I am getting older, and because you have to rely on others more than you did before, one has to curry patience.

For instance, because there are so many things to do on my lists, and because I have to "recover" from the exhaustion of the job, the time on my days off becomes so precious. Yesterday for instance, seemed to float along for a very long day...and I feel I was very good to myself and got 'most' of what I wanted to get done. But those things that cannot be done by oneself...not the smaller everyday things like getting vegetables or paying bills or cooking food or answering emails or doing dishes or getting ready to go out...those things that require 'another person' may as well be from the moon.

I have, for instance, been waiting now for someone to help take in the air conditioner. (someone has promised...so I will have PATIENCE). I have also been hoping for 5 months now that someone will come with an adequate hammer drill and, having the expertise, be able to 'install' the ceiling hooks in the cement ceiling, so that I can hang my lamp. Also my shelf, a very heavy one, needs two people to put it up. I figured I could get the picture hooks in the right place...with a little mathematics...and I think they will be enough to hold it....but I need that extra shoulder to get it up on the wall.

I made an attempt at getting someone to help about 3 weeks ago and spent most of one of my days off concentrating on getting that job done. But to no avail. I did call a concrete person who said they would drop by. Now that it is very cold out perhaps they will have to discontinue the pouring of concrete and perhaps he will be able to bring a more adequte hammer jack and some plugs and I could trade him for some chili...which is what I would like to propose, if he is willing.