House Hunting

We have been looking for a house these days.  We were going to find a house around here in Vermont but still it would be far away from my family.  It would take us about 5 hours to get there to Connecticut.  So we decided to check out the houses around Connecticut.  We would only be like an hour away from them which isn't too bad.  I hope we could find a nice descent house in a nice area where there is very low crime rate.

I was letting my mind wander and thinking is he doing all this for me preparing for me to live out my days in the house so that when he dies the house will be mine.  He did mention it that the house would be mine when he dies and if I wanted a roommate afterwards I could.  It saddens me to think about what will happen but I know its the reality of life.

Things are going smoothly

Well it seems that the plans on moving out of Maine state is starting to run smoothly.  I am pretty much excited but very nervous on making this move.  I don't know why I am nervous. I just don't want any fall downs like what if the woman changes her mind on the house (even though Craig said that the woman said the house was on the market for about a year), or how we are going to get the vehicle down to Vermont with the truck, wondering if we are going to get the help on loading and unloading the truck, are we going to have enough money for this transition.  I actually like the house and I would like everything to go as planned and as smoothly.  I just want this transition over and done with so we could live comfortably in our new home.  I am not looking forward to the moving and driving down there for 4 hours with the possibility of a car dolly in the back of the truck.  Its making me nervous to even think about it.  I don't even know if I could do it safely.  I don't want to mess up the vehicle.

Another worry about living in this house is that the only transportation we have is the vehicle and if something happens to this vehicle then we are screwed because we probably wouldn't have the money to repairs.  But I am trying not to think about it.  I consider myself a good driver.  Out of the 13 years I have been driving, only been in one accident and that was a ding.

We finally picked up the transfer voucher so we could be able to get the house on since we are going through this program where we could be able to get a grant through under his Section 8 even I would be under the lease as well.

I was surprised to hear why we are getting this house.  Since we cannot afford going to Ireland due to the cats (we are not going to give them away), he's preparing me to live a comfortable life for if he passes on I would have a place to live.  Tears came streaming down my face as I laid in bed thinking about it.  It was the nicest thing to hear about what someone is going to do for me.

Starting new

We finally moved into our 2 bedroom disabled duplex house.  It is such a relief to move out of the basement apartment.  Not only the cats could be able to move around but it has been easier for us as well to get around.  No more climbing stairs.

He decided to leave his doctor  Finally!  Something I wanted him to do for a while.  He doesn't need to hear the guilt trips all the time from her.  We are both disappointed with her unprofessionalism.  The things that she said to him was uncalled her.  Some of the things were
- I want you to feel the pain so you could be reminded to exercise (something to that association)
- You only went to the hospital so you could get pain pills.

So yes I am so glad that he left the clinic.  Since he left the clinic he is more relieved and has been sleeping better.

We had been having problems with the so-called caregiver who was Somali.  She wasn't allow to touch a main so he couldn't bathe him or dress him. So that left her with the cleaning around the house, which helped but I could had done the cleaning, and I felt like a loose thumb with not cleaning in the mornings.  The caregiver suppose to come in at 9am until 1pm, and it has gotten bad that she has been coming in later as late as 10.30am without any phone call, and when she is here she is only here for about an hour.  We had to let her go because she couldn't do the duties that a caregiver should really be doing, and after talking with her boss who happens to be one of the transportation guys who picks Craig up for his appointments Abdul (that's his name) couldn't guarantee that a man would be comfortable on doing bathing and dressing and such.   So Craig decided to change services since he wasn't happy with the services he was receiving.

I haven't been working out for the past week and a half due to no internet access and phone access because I document my workouts online.  I had also noticed that Craig hasn't been working out to gain his strength back, so I am going to try to work with him on his workouts as well.  I would love to see him do some cardio or HIIT program but that's not going to happen anytime soon due to his leg problems.