I have many threads. Sorry.
Background. I support an elderly person "the oldie". They are a Relative not parent. Always been chaotic and disorganised. Hoarder so house is full and poorly maintained as you can't get tradesmen in due to lack of access. Last decorated in 1978. Only repairs since then were emergencies and there were some crackingly bad decisions made e.g major water leak necessitating pipe replacement. Pipe found to be lead but they left the lead piping inside the house in situ as it would be "too disruptive". The oldie is now dementing we await cognitive assessment (2 year waiting list which we have only just gone on as the GP is problematic and doesn't listen to my concerns - annoying as I'm also a doctor and has mansplained me several times on my professional area of expertise). Finances a mess too due to lifelong lack of organisational ability. There is no one else left except me and my siblings.
I live 400 miles away.
I visit every 6 weeks.
I firefight the house. I've organised the most pressing repairs - next is window replacement as the existing ones are badly corroded, draughty and insecure so even if a nursing home beckons they need done so the house will be secure when unloved in while we get it ready for sale.
I've taken so much stuff to the charity shop/ tip. Usually an estate car load after every weekend visit.
I am slowly working through the bank accounts - registering PoA, moving correspondence to my house, consolidating stuff so we don't have 27 institutions involved. Opening ISAs and other tax free accounts.
I've fended off a carer who was taking advantage financially. I've put measures in place so similar issues will hopefully be apparent in the future.
I've got a reliable cleaner in to do basics, support groceries and laundry. There are other carers that do food prep.
The kicker today is that no matter how much I do more arises and the bloody elderly person seems to sabotage me at every turn.
Every time they go out they seem to buy another bag of stuff at the charity shop. They open new bank accounts despite not really having capacity to do so They agree to do simple things like get the cleaner to photograph and email me financial letters that have arrived there by accident but then they forget. So post them. But because they are confused post them to the address I lived at over 9 years ago.
I'm totally and utterly worn out. I get so cross with the elderly person for making my life harder. And I'm really angry with them that they are in this state in the first place - if they had actually made some decisions/ taken action this would all be much easier. In contrast my Father and Grandfather prepped their houses for old age. Redecorated in their 60s. Chose finishes that would wear well and be practical eg. hard wood flooring. My parents even did swedish death cleansing before it had a name and reduced the amount of stuff they kept to make it easier for us when the time came to clear the house.
In contrast the oldie just keeps adding more and more stuff to the house and asking for more and more house maintenance to be done - the latest was that they quite fancy getting the front gate painted.
I'm afraid I gave that short shrift. They could have painted it any time in the last 46 years. just because I'm organising stuff doesn't mean I need another fucking job.
I don't want to be cross with them. But I'm just fed up and feel so unappreciated.
My siblings help but the financial stuff in particular falls to me.