Well today was an interesting day. So I have to leave to have a meeting with the PGT and that meeting was at 1:30. I get on the bus at the right time to make it on time to my meeting. We are going down the Barnet Hwy and 3kms down the road the bus just dies. And not on the inside lane but the middle lane. The bus driver make sure it is safe for us to get off the bus and off to the bus stop we go. And for a half hour wait. I don't know, maybe something was trying to piss me off or make me upset because I was going to be late. Come on, this is not going to get me upset. This is just a little thing. I have been through far worse things than this and it did not upset me. I have become a very patient man. I take things as they come. And I know things happen in my life, weird, wonderful, strange, bizare, exciting etc... etc... That is just the way my life goes. It is all good. I can't make this stuff up. I am very creative, but I can't make these things up, the things that happen to me.
So I am late getting to see mom. Just 15 minutes, And mom's favorite care aid is finally back, she was feeding mom and I just let her. Then mom was off to the bathroom and what is next, but her nightly beauty treatment.
But before this beauty treatment. Mom wanted to walk again. So up we go. Mom steadied herself and she started to walk. Slowly of course. We started in her room out into the hall way. Mom then started to walk and I asked her how far she wanted to go. And pointed to the end of the hall. That is where she wanted to go, and that is where we started to go. I just simply let her decide how far she could go. Mom got over half way there and her legs got weak. But she did it on her own. All I did was steady her with one hand and held her other hand. Fantastic. It was all mom and GOD. I told her it had nothing to do with me. It was all her. And tomorrow, I know mom will make it all the way to the end of the hall.
I did her beauty treatment, and sang some songs to her. She just relaxed and went to sleep. She did not even want to walk me to the door. That is great.
My mother is going to walk out of Ocean Side. And my mother is going to be able to speak clearer. All in good time and GOD's time.
So my traveling is getting to me. I have to start to make lists. And I hate lists. This is the only way it seems I am going to be able to get anything done in the morning. I am not getting the things done that I need to. Trying to get a phone, a car. And trying to figure out if I should even move to White Rock or not. Well I can tell you this. My roommates are pigs. Neither of them clean, at all. They just leave crap everywhere. I am done cleaning up after them and the place is just getting disgusting. We are running out of dishes and cutlery, and pots and pans. They are sitting in the sink, and have been for, well, some have been in there for a month. So I took a plate, a fork, knife, spoon and bowl and am keeping it in my room. Now the one. Is having a friend whom he parties with, move in.They say for a few days. But we all know what that means.
I have to do what I need to do to take care of me.
I need a car. And need it badly. I have to just continue to pray for things to happen and the money for the car and a move. Oh yea, every bit of furniture and other things for a home. As I have absolutly nothing, And when I say nothing I mean nothing. No bed, cutlery, furniture etc.... etc.... Nothing. I have been riped off so many times it is not funny. Which has left me with nothing. I don't even have any clothing left. One pair of shoes, that are now falling apart. After 6 months.
I really don't know what to do. I need a car, I need furniture, I need clothing. Especially clothing, and a jacket and shoes and pants and shirts. Oh yea socks. I have none of those. I have none. My feet have thick caluses on them and just shred my socks. I have not worn socks in 8 months.
I have to go I don't even know if this is going to get published as it is not saving right now. More BS problems with the people up stairs and the internet.
GOD Bless and good night.
Kris Schmuland
So that was last nights blog. I could not publish it as the people upstairs screwed with the internet again. It is getting upsetting. Internet is included in my rent and it is down half the time.
So nothing has changed. I am awaiting an answer to see if I should move to White Rock or not. I need a certain thing to happen for me to move their. And if this happens I am on my way. Right away. But again I need this to happen. I need to many things just to move their.
I will not move to White Rock, if I have to live in a shard accomidation again. I am in one now. And I know the people. If I am to move to White Rock it is to live by myself and in a two bedroom. So I can have mom over for nights or weekends. And I need absoulutly everything. Right down to a plunger and scrub brushes.So from furniture to hand towels.
And cannot live with anyone else again. Only having my mother to live with. Yes I am older and I want to live with my mother. Mom needs me.
And I can tell you this. I am the only one that mom trusts absoulutly. Not a single other person in the world. Only me. And this makes me feel very good inside. I don't do any of this for anything. I do it because I want to and I should. Mom and Dad raised me and my turn to help out.
So I think I am done for today, As I hurt my neck and it is killing me. I cannot turn to the right.
So GOD Bless again and good night
So the first part of this is from yesterday and the last little bit is from today. I need clothing and food. Not eating is not doing me any good. On top of my balance completly gone. My inside are fried.
Kris Schmuland
