My days are much longer now with taking care of my father in law. I am not sure what I expected they would be since June when we were asked to help him with some of life's most basic of things. A failed surgery called for much more in depth care and we were on call for it all.
I will admit I have had my feelings hurt more than once with random comments that have made me feel less than important in his life. But I am there because I chose to be....and because no one else will be.
I have found in these past months a wealth of information that could not have been learned but for the sheer experience of all that was before us. Generally, I believe life's every day is meant to be a learning tool for the "next" thing to come. I have found that people will take advantage of someone up in years if you are not dillegent and pay attention as their advocate. And I have found that there are moments when I want to scream out over the weight of it all, but I cry in the shower instead.
Everyone of us has things in their lives that affects them... I am just a big sharer. :)
With my balancing act of my life...and that of my 81 ( going to be 82 soon ) father in law, I don't sleep well. One thirty...two thirty...four thirty...I am still awake. Thinking. Balancing. Try as I might, I cannot get everything rattling around in there to settle...so I read my email of the day that I have missed...( I know, the worst thing to do when you need sleep ) and I stare out the window waiting for the sand man.
The past few nights have been horrid for sleep. Hot flashes...and a next door neighbor who likes to scream at someone at 1am and 2:15am.... ( I don't know what is going on, haha ) so come 4:30 am I am still looking out through the blowing sheers waiting for sleep.
I was exhausted yesterday but had to push through all that needed to be done and when my hubby asked if I had grocery shopping left in me, I went. Hey, a girl gotta eat right?
I was grateful for the sight of my home...at the end of the day and I put the food away while my hubby brought the car around to the garage. I received a text from my aunt that my uncle was in the ER out of town seriously ill and he will be admitted and have surgery but she had to leave him there because she has nightblindness and cannot drive in the dark. They were in the ER waiting since 11am. I offered to come get her after he was admitted ( he was still in the ER as of 7am this morning) and take her home and we would drive her back to the hospital this morning to visit and retrieve her car but she declined. The hospital is 45 minutes from both of us.
After catching up with everything needing my attention with a food break in between, I found it was 12:30am and I still needed to shower. My husband was already asleep when I crawled into bed a bit after one. First on my list, check to see if I missed anything important in my email. With sleepy eyes I scroll and scroll and came upon a UPS Email Notice that my order had been delivered.
Well that caught my attention, so I clicked on it to read just what order it was. You order things, you forget... Here it is QVC...Harry Slatkin Candles.... CHRISTMAS IN JULY WAX BABIES.
I sat straight up in bed. Now you have my complete attention. Delivery time... 5:57pm.
Wait. I was home then and there was nothing on the porch. My hubby stirred at my movement and asked was there anything wrong. Usually I would say no and go about whatever I needed to do. This time I said, " Yes, my Christmas in July Harry Slatkin Candles were delivered and we forgot to get them." and I got up and made my way to the creaky steps to retrieve them. "Wax Babies I am coming for you!"
I need to remember the security system is active when I am approaching the doors. I did forget once and learned just how loud and strong the noise is (meant to knock you down...and it does) when you open the door without disarming it. Looking out through the glass I didn't see anything, just darkness, so I pushed the door open and heard the night critters fussing and stepped back in to turn on the porch light. It is no fun getting sprayed by a skunk.
I checked everywhere....nothing. No boxes. Drats.
Now what. Overtired and now unhappy I made my way back inside, armed the system and talked to myself as I walked up the steps.
My husband was now awake and of course asked where was the box. No boxes. He said when he left to put the car in the garage the UPS truck rounded the corner here so fast he couldn't pull out onto the road and he saw it stop up in the next block to make its deliveries. ( it was very late to still make a delivery) He reminded me to pull up the history on the front video camera to see if the UPS driver made the delivery here and to see if it was taken off of the porch or if it never was delivered.
So I started looking through the feed of what went on here yesterday.. Boring. Happily boring considering. I get to the time we came home...there we are. 5:32pm. Hubby rounds the corner to the front of our home at 5:36 to put the car away. 5:37pm the UPS truck comes past our house and goes up the street. And Nothing delivered or seen for the rest of the night. Drats again.
Now if it was delivered to the wrong address, they have my invoice info and my wax babies. Maybe they will return them?
I called QVC, yes I thought the customer service gals were there after 2 am...haha, I told you I was exhausted and delirious - and I was told to call back at 7am.
Having loved the Slatkin name of products so long I was heartbroken when Bath and Body Works stopped carrying his name and his quality products. But you make do and hold onto the few gems to remind you of what good was once like.
Now I was sad too. I have been waiting for these since July and I didn't even want to read any reviews from my friends in the wax community who also have been waiting to try these and who will be getting them, because I wanted it to be an uninfluenced opinion on my part.
With all that has been on my mind and yes, much more important things comparatively...I knew that these would be shipped around the time I needed to get my daughter's memorial to the paper....I just didn't recognize that time was now.
So the time passed as I stared out the windows miffed and tired...and I finally fell asleep sometime after 3am.
My first call was to QVC to confirm the information I see was correct and she confirmed it was. I explained what had happened with video proof if needed and she asked me if I wanted a refund or a new shipment of things if they were still available.
I told her a new Shipment please, I have been waiting since July... and we both laughed. She said if I should happen to get them returned to me before a replacement shipment arrives to please contact them as I couldn't get anything before next week. And if they find their way back to me after I received my replacement I need to return them.
Honestly, I wanted to go up in the next block and knock on all of the doors sniffing for the heavenly scent of Christmas wax babies.
Ha, ha not in this neighborhood. You will find my face on a milk carton. ;)
I did call UPS to fill out a not delivered report and they will keep in contact with QVC as to what they find out. So that is that.
It's funny how, as you age your "Late Night" experiences were much different when you were younger. Now I lay waiting for the hotflashes to stop - the things to do in my head to settle down - the sand man to come and the critters to not chase me when I am searching in the darkness for Wax Babies...
Life...
