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This weekend was not so relaxing. Dad tried calling me when I was grocery shopping Saturday morning and at first I ignored the call since I figured I'd call him when I got home but then he started calling repeatedly. I called him back and he was highly agitated about the usual "they're going to kill me" stuff and I had to talk him down. He was also mad that one of the staff members told him he was having delusions. Yeah, that went over SWIMMINGLY. After that I got 7 phone calls through the day, most of them rehashing the conspiracy theories.
Yesterday I got 9 phone calls which what was added in was him being mad because Sis didn't pick him up for church. No, he didn't really want to go but he'd evidently got dressed up and all. Then they were going to come about 2pm (according to him, but then he wasn't sure about that later) and take him out so he can get his baseball stats thing he wanted and they showed up as he was getting lunch at the facility which was a little after noon and tried to tell him that they were just going to get lunch out (not with Dad) and go home and he was again, mad at that. Dude, she's ALWAYS unreliable. Doesn't help that she texted me right before that asking if his dementia was getting worse (YA THINK?). She claims they're testing him but I'm dubious about that and if nothing else, they need to check his B and D vitamin levels.
Sis and BIL really have no justification for being irritated that Dad was EATING since they are notorious about never showing up on time so he couldn't bank on them getting him FED. Later it seems Sis stopped by to give him printouts about the Reds and straightened up his fridge or something and he was all happy and she's all forgiven. I was a little ticked off at that since they did practically nothing and still get accolades, meanwhile I get call after call after CALL to spike my anxiety.
So there's that.
Next weirdness involves my apartment complex. I occasionally hear my neighbors that are one over and on the first floor fighting, which they did on Saturday, but then I heard noise from another direction in the afternoon and peeked out my kitchen door. Another neighbor down the block was having a loud argument that went on a while where one of them got in their car and peeled off - I watched to make sure my car wasn't going to be damaged. I'd never heard fighting from that place so I was starting to feel that there are some weird vibes all around. Overnight Saturday my neighbors on the other side who are loud sometimes but just kind of "frat boy" loud were bickering. THE HELL IS GOING ON? Then on Sunday the regular fighting neighbors were fighting again and there was an incident in my place where JuneBug got startled by JonJon and she got MAD mad and jumped on him and started BITING which I had to break up before anyone got injured. THEN I started to hear the neighbors that are downstairs and one over on the other side...well...honestly I'm not 100% sure if they were fighting since they're East Asian and sometimes it's not fighting but just loud spirited talking but I wasn't taking any chances and actually poured a line of salt outside that door and lit a scented soy wax candle near my picture of Mom. Things seem to have calmed but if there's anything else to get some calming mojo going for my neighborhood going, I'm all ears.
Oh, spring ants are also back. Lovely. I'm glad that I recently cleaned and mopped the kitchen floor but that never stops them. I put some ant gel outside the door (before the salt line lol) but I might need more in spots that kitties can't get to.
It's Monday, I'm tired and now that Dad got a visit from his favorite daughter, hopefully he's less inclined to call with every thought.
Yesterday I got 9 phone calls which what was added in was him being mad because Sis didn't pick him up for church. No, he didn't really want to go but he'd evidently got dressed up and all. Then they were going to come about 2pm (according to him, but then he wasn't sure about that later) and take him out so he can get his baseball stats thing he wanted and they showed up as he was getting lunch at the facility which was a little after noon and tried to tell him that they were just going to get lunch out (not with Dad) and go home and he was again, mad at that. Dude, she's ALWAYS unreliable. Doesn't help that she texted me right before that asking if his dementia was getting worse (YA THINK?). She claims they're testing him but I'm dubious about that and if nothing else, they need to check his B and D vitamin levels.
Sis and BIL really have no justification for being irritated that Dad was EATING since they are notorious about never showing up on time so he couldn't bank on them getting him FED. Later it seems Sis stopped by to give him printouts about the Reds and straightened up his fridge or something and he was all happy and she's all forgiven. I was a little ticked off at that since they did practically nothing and still get accolades, meanwhile I get call after call after CALL to spike my anxiety.
So there's that.
Next weirdness involves my apartment complex. I occasionally hear my neighbors that are one over and on the first floor fighting, which they did on Saturday, but then I heard noise from another direction in the afternoon and peeked out my kitchen door. Another neighbor down the block was having a loud argument that went on a while where one of them got in their car and peeled off - I watched to make sure my car wasn't going to be damaged. I'd never heard fighting from that place so I was starting to feel that there are some weird vibes all around. Overnight Saturday my neighbors on the other side who are loud sometimes but just kind of "frat boy" loud were bickering. THE HELL IS GOING ON? Then on Sunday the regular fighting neighbors were fighting again and there was an incident in my place where JuneBug got startled by JonJon and she got MAD mad and jumped on him and started BITING which I had to break up before anyone got injured. THEN I started to hear the neighbors that are downstairs and one over on the other side...well...honestly I'm not 100% sure if they were fighting since they're East Asian and sometimes it's not fighting but just loud spirited talking but I wasn't taking any chances and actually poured a line of salt outside that door and lit a scented soy wax candle near my picture of Mom. Things seem to have calmed but if there's anything else to get some calming mojo going for my neighborhood going, I'm all ears.
Oh, spring ants are also back. Lovely. I'm glad that I recently cleaned and mopped the kitchen floor but that never stops them. I put some ant gel outside the door (before the salt line lol) but I might need more in spots that kitties can't get to.
It's Monday, I'm tired and now that Dad got a visit from his favorite daughter, hopefully he's less inclined to call with every thought.
