And I don’t blame him, even if he is taking it out on me.
Last month we talked to our lawn mowing doods about them weeding the back yard, also. They are going to do it every time the come to mow. We’ve been good customers, have been for 10 years. We’ve given them extra money when he had health problems with no health insurance. We’ve always been generous with our Christmas bonus. So, they gave us a really great price & Papa doesn’t have to try to bend over and weed with a back and knees that do more grinding than anything else.
I’ve noticed that the pool is not as kept up this year as it has been in years past. There are leaves and weeds in the pool now, that typically would have been picked up by now. In the Summer, the sides of the pool were not scrubbed with the pool scrubber that we have. Consequently, I talked to my friend whose husband is in the business and cleans and maintains pools for a living as a pool technician. He’s very good. He’s very honest and I’m convinced that there’s no one better in the business.
Before I told Papa about the Pool Tech, I arranged everything, including the time in which he’d come by for an initial consultation. I told him today. I expected him to be angry, which is why I completely arranged it before I told him. Had I done it the other way around, he would have surely nixed the whole idea.
He’s not angry because I set this up before I talked to him. He’s not angry because this will be another money expense. He’s angry because his body is wearing out and there’s nothing he can do about it.
Earlier this fall, His flight to MI and back was very hard on him, physically. He couldn’t walk down to the gates because of his hips and his knees, so he had to have a cart take him to and fro… I’m sure that was very embarrassing for him. He wanted to go to a museum that was a short walk from the hotel where he and Dad were staying & he couldn’t do it, his back and hips just gave out. Yet another indignity.
I knew that this was going to have to do this eventually, sooner rather than later. After all, he’s going to be 80 here on January 28th. He’s been making comments about slowing down to a lower gear and not being able to do as much as he had, even in the last year. It makes me very sad, though, because he’s a proud man. He’s a good man, he doesn’t deserve his body betraying him in such a way. After all, the abuse that he’s put his body through was a direct result of him being a good man, wanting to take care of his family by any means possible, which included Rail Road work (placing ties) & Construction (laying Asphalt) just to name a few.
So, starting on Saturday we will have a Pool Tech to make sure that our pool is nice and squeaky clean. I know this man will do a good job. He’s one of the few people now a days that actually believes that his worth is represented in the quality of work he does.
Papa has 1 day to get over being angry. I think that he is already. After dinner (Pizza Hut – they owed us for bad pizza last time), he started relaxing and being more of himself. Well, before that he had to fix both cars. One wouldn’t start and one has the Engine light on. He determined that it’s clogged injector and he was thrilled to tell me what an injector was and show me where it was located in the car. He will take the car in on Monday.
He still has a lot of value and is still the only one I want to have in the house. I love him so much. I enjoy learning from him and hearing what he has to say. I love his old stories and try to listen and remember them as he’s told them. I hope he knows that. I tell him I love him every night, and I truly mean it. I try to never get angry with him or leave with angry words… that lesson I learned when Nana passed. I will always want a possible last memory of him to be one of love, not anger.
When he’s gone, I will be completely and utterly lost. But, there are many, many years before that will happen. He’s healthy, happy & wants those years too… that always helps.
Peace to you all. I wish you nothing but joy, happiness & love through out 2010, not just in the beginning or the holidays, but all of the moments of the year…
© ‘Fizz’ 2009