This is just going to be the bloody death of me. I'm very 'lucky' that we have enough money for 24 hour care at home for my mum.
But aside from the constant phone calls about mum, it's the constant bloody phone calls about the house.
Just been trying to unblock a toilet because god only knows what's being put down them. Mum doesn't even use the toilet because she's in pads. But about once a month one or other toilet is blocked.
And if it's not that, it's the toilet seat being broken, or a bulb needs changing or 'the fridge is making a funny noise' or the dishwasher isn't working or the radiators need bleeding. What in God's name do people do?! I hardly ever have these issues in my house, which is way smaller and with more people in it so everything is used way more.
But on and fucking on it goes. Backwards and bloody forwards, me, my husband, tradesmen (but of course getting one on a wkend is bloody difficult and painfully expensive). Aaaaaargh. Just so bloody sick of it. Especially when mum has allegedly been about to die for about a year so I'm backwards and forwards trying to manage that too. But really, trying to scoop shit out of a toilet does make me wonder how long I can cope with keeping mum at home.