Another week, another blog post
I'm pretty sure three in a row doesn't qualify as success, but I'm trying to stick with my plan of one blog post per week. Here's a link to Tuesday's post. I link to them on my Home Solutions facebook page too, but the plan to build readership is to set up an email blast to people who opt in to receive it. I don't do any kind of online marketing to former, current, or potential clients, vendors, business associates, etc. Growing and marketing the business is WORK, I'm tellin' ya, but hopefully it'll pay off over time.
My employee is working out quite well so far. She's working on a regular basis with two long-term clients and they love her. She's helping one woman every week - opening and processing mail, sorting meds, weeding out expired food from the pantry, running errands - that sort of thing.
Hubby and I are officially on staycation for the next week. Much needed, especially for him, but I'm hoping to get caught up around the house - especially at my desk. We've got a couple of concerts on the calendar that we're really looking forward to: Jason Isbell with felixwas and Mrs. felixas in a new club downtown called The Waiting Room. Jason Isbell is as good a storyteller as you'd ever hope to hear.
The next night, it's a triple header: Lowest of the Low, Flogging Molly, & Tragically Hip. The venue for that one isn't good and we wish they hadn't added the Hip to the gig, but their recent show here got rained out partway through and they graciously agreed to come back. In addition to all the tickets sold when it was just the first two bands, they'll honor all the tickets for the Hip show, so it'll be thousands in basically a big field with no chairs allowed. Blech. But still, we're good friends with LOTL, and we love the Hip, so it's a must-go event.
My 92-year-old dad had a small stroke about a month ago. The good news is, he bounced right back and is fine. Three days in the hospital, and no residual effects, no need for therapy of any kind.
Three days before it happened, my folks had a problem with his primary care dr. not sending info to the cardiologist, and the cardiologist's PA giving my mom a hard time for not communicating some medical info accurately. Mom called me and was crying...it was a hot mess. I called the cardiologist's office and said they cannot expect my 81 yr. old mom and 92 yr. old dad to be the ones to communicate medical information between doctor offices. Then I called the primary doc's PA and said the same thing. I was polite but firm in explaining that the two offices MUST share information and keep one another up to speed, given my dad's heart health history. She assured me that they DID share info with the cardiologist and that the cardiologist's office was in the wrong. Next thing I know, I get a call from my folks; the primary dr's office had called them to say that I had called and was angry, blah blah blah. My dad was livid. He said I should never had done that and that he was ashamed and that I should call and apologize. He was crying, my mom was crying... it was like a gut punch. I explained that I hadn't said anything inappropriate, that the two offices needed to get on board, that mom had called crying...but that I would apologize if that's what he wanted. I called, I apologized. It was awful, but given his age, I couldn't leave that hanging in the air between us.
The next day, my parents called and apologized to me. My mom told my dad she actually applauded my actions; that I had done what she should have done years ago on his behalf, that the primary dr. had a history of not communicating in a timely manner with the cardiologist; that they had waited 45 minutes while the cardiologist's office tried to get test results from the primary on the very day I had called. Both the doctors are excellent and highly respected in their field, but I think the primary wanted my dad to switch to a cardiologist in their practice, I don't know. The bottom line is, everyone is falling all over themselves being attentive, sharing info, and taking extra measures to communicate.
The bunnies were kickin' my ass in the garden - a 60-stalk clump of liatris is now a clump of 56 sheared off nubs and 4 stalks in bloom. Two clematis got severed at the ankles. I live-trapped two in one day, finally, and they went for a looooong ride to the country.
Just to be safe, I reset the traps and caught a skunk. Had to call the exterminator to take that one away. Yesterday I caught another bunny. We took another car ride. This week I hope to do some work on sealing up spots in the fence as well as spraying rabbit repellent all around. I know, I know, but they're so darned destructive.
I need a new car. Surly youth #2 needs a new car, too. That'll be part of our vacation, car shopping. Fun? Wow.
My employee is working out quite well so far. She's working on a regular basis with two long-term clients and they love her. She's helping one woman every week - opening and processing mail, sorting meds, weeding out expired food from the pantry, running errands - that sort of thing.
Hubby and I are officially on staycation for the next week. Much needed, especially for him, but I'm hoping to get caught up around the house - especially at my desk. We've got a couple of concerts on the calendar that we're really looking forward to: Jason Isbell with felixwas and Mrs. felixas in a new club downtown called The Waiting Room. Jason Isbell is as good a storyteller as you'd ever hope to hear.
Click to viewThe next night, it's a triple header: Lowest of the Low, Flogging Molly, & Tragically Hip. The venue for that one isn't good and we wish they hadn't added the Hip to the gig, but their recent show here got rained out partway through and they graciously agreed to come back. In addition to all the tickets sold when it was just the first two bands, they'll honor all the tickets for the Hip show, so it'll be thousands in basically a big field with no chairs allowed. Blech. But still, we're good friends with LOTL, and we love the Hip, so it's a must-go event.
My 92-year-old dad had a small stroke about a month ago. The good news is, he bounced right back and is fine. Three days in the hospital, and no residual effects, no need for therapy of any kind.
Three days before it happened, my folks had a problem with his primary care dr. not sending info to the cardiologist, and the cardiologist's PA giving my mom a hard time for not communicating some medical info accurately. Mom called me and was crying...it was a hot mess. I called the cardiologist's office and said they cannot expect my 81 yr. old mom and 92 yr. old dad to be the ones to communicate medical information between doctor offices. Then I called the primary doc's PA and said the same thing. I was polite but firm in explaining that the two offices MUST share information and keep one another up to speed, given my dad's heart health history. She assured me that they DID share info with the cardiologist and that the cardiologist's office was in the wrong. Next thing I know, I get a call from my folks; the primary dr's office had called them to say that I had called and was angry, blah blah blah. My dad was livid. He said I should never had done that and that he was ashamed and that I should call and apologize. He was crying, my mom was crying... it was like a gut punch. I explained that I hadn't said anything inappropriate, that the two offices needed to get on board, that mom had called crying...but that I would apologize if that's what he wanted. I called, I apologized. It was awful, but given his age, I couldn't leave that hanging in the air between us.
The next day, my parents called and apologized to me. My mom told my dad she actually applauded my actions; that I had done what she should have done years ago on his behalf, that the primary dr. had a history of not communicating in a timely manner with the cardiologist; that they had waited 45 minutes while the cardiologist's office tried to get test results from the primary on the very day I had called. Both the doctors are excellent and highly respected in their field, but I think the primary wanted my dad to switch to a cardiologist in their practice, I don't know. The bottom line is, everyone is falling all over themselves being attentive, sharing info, and taking extra measures to communicate.
The bunnies were kickin' my ass in the garden - a 60-stalk clump of liatris is now a clump of 56 sheared off nubs and 4 stalks in bloom. Two clematis got severed at the ankles. I live-trapped two in one day, finally, and they went for a looooong ride to the country.
Just to be safe, I reset the traps and caught a skunk. Had to call the exterminator to take that one away. Yesterday I caught another bunny. We took another car ride. This week I hope to do some work on sealing up spots in the fence as well as spraying rabbit repellent all around. I know, I know, but they're so darned destructive.
I need a new car. Surly youth #2 needs a new car, too. That'll be part of our vacation, car shopping. Fun? Wow.