Wednesday 1: Here we are, Happy New Year, with 20-20 hindsight, and I’m working a 12-hour shift.
Cancel the stuff about not being able to use my San Serif font back in September. It must have been a one-off, because it’s working now!
Thursday 2: It’s raining here. This is the path on the opposite side on the building from us. Again, we’re so lucky to be in the apartment that we are in. Click on the little diamond in the bottom right for the full effect. Click it again to come back here.
Wednesday 6: A sample of the awesome view from a client’s home, looking out over the valley of the Snohomish River. It’s even more spectacular when the snow on the mountains is visible.
Thursday 7: Oh, yay! Someone just picked up on the surgery date being while the surgeon is on holidays and the date has been pushed back by 2 weeks, to February 4. At least it will give me more time to arrange appointments.
Sunday 10: Every now and then, the Fire Dept conduct a test to show that the hoses they are carrying on the truck can reach all the way from the bottom of the car park (which is either where the hydrant is, or as close as they can get without getting jammed up) all the way out to the back fence. They did, just like they always do.
Thursday 14: Julie has been slowly working through the convoluted Federal Government process of establishing the civilian equivalent of a security clearance, so that she can work in a Census job as a fingerprint operator. Wait, what? The Census was in 2020 wasn’t it? We were out doing a bit of shopping and grabbing some lunch today, when Julie received a phone call from the Regional Recruitment Coordinator for the West Coast, including Hawaii and Alaska, to say that she wants Julie in Vancouver (Washington), in a week, for a week. It produced a whole series of reactions:
- Yikes, you really have got the job!
- Crap, how are you going to get there?
- Oh…. I’ll have to drive you, what shifts am I working?
- You’ll be staying and working at (classified) – let’s look that up.
- Bugger, it’s got stairs. Ask if you can have a ground floor suite.
- Email her back. “Yes, of course you can!”
- Not really classified, but I don’t want it to be redacted. Hee hee.
So now here we are, juggling dates and times on multiple calendars to make sure nothing overlaps.
Meanwhile, I got called in for two emergency shifts to care for a young man with MS. Now I know why Doris was so dedicated when she was working for the MS Society in Canberra. Seeing him stuck in either a wheelchair or his bed, and incoherent for most of the time, is pretty brutal.
Saturday 16: Given that I’m going to be house bound for several weeks next month, I have started a process to change the way I remake the removal packs at the Funeral Home, so that I can do the job at home. I started with bringing home a roll of shrouds and a box of other bits (ZipLock bags, gloves, ankle tags) and testing whether I could use the bed to fold the shrouds. Unrolling each one turned out to be relatively easy, as well as being a great upper body exercise, because the static between the plastic and the blanket causes them to stick together. The roll doesn’t escape because it is placed so that it unrolls on the bottom and rolls towards the pillows. Because I’m sitting, the rest of the folding process is easier than when I’m standing at a bench at the Funeral Home.
All the bits that I need, gathered together.
For now, I take the box of completed packs in each week and update the containers there. Hopefully when I’m house-bound, one of the staff can come to me to do that.
Sunday 17: We bought some fairly potent catnip so that the feline team could chill out a bit. After I sprayed some onto the recently acquired scratching post, the result was dramatic! This is the first time they have been this close without hissing.
Friday 22: From the client’s home, just over 2 weeks later, the sun came out over the mountains AND there was no fog in the valley.