Shameless Self Promotion

You already know that I love direct sales if you have been following this blog at all.  But do you know what companies I represent?  I’d like to give you those now and ask that if you are considering purchasing any products that any of these could fill, well I’m asking you for your business!

AVON

Yes, I sell for Avon, my first love.  When is the last time you browsed through an Avon brochure?  You can do so on my site and purchase right there from me!  I’d love to be YOUR AVON LADY!

http://www.marvelouswithmarti.com

doTERRA

I’m a big fan of natural remedies for most needs, and believe wholeheartedly in aroma therapy for many others.  If you purchase essential oils, please consider buying from me!!

http://mydoterra.com/marvimarti

Jewelry In Candles

I LOVE candles and wax tarts.  I sell those too.  Our candles and tarts are competitively priced AND come with jewelry inside.  You can be surprised, or pick necklace, earrings, or a ring (and pick the ring size).  Most jewelry pieces are $10 in value but there are some hidden in the candles and tarts that are worth hundreds and even thousands of dollars!  The variety of scents is great and I can tell you that they fill the house with the smells!

http://www.candlejewelrydiva.com

ADVOCARE

I’ve personally used the 24 Day Challenge and can tell you that it works.  I lost 16 pounds on the challenge.  I love SPARK for my energy drink and swear by it.  Interested in the products? Shop my store!

www.AdvoCare.com/140649161

If you’ve ever considered selling any of these products, I’d also love to have you on my team! And you can join right on my various websites and be a team member!

Wine & Cheese ~ 97th Serving

wineandcheese2Welcome to Wine & Cheese, my weekly, Wednesday whine session.

Most Wednesdays I devote a blog to whining. Despite being a really happy, positive person, I do have things that annoy me at times. I never let anything grate on my nerves for long but thought it would be fun to vent them periodically in my blogs. I also feel that good things, the cheese in life, should be acknowledged as well. I’m even going to throw in a bit of dessert, a piece of virtual chocolate, something that made me laugh or smile just a bit more than normal. If you’d like to read the past editions of Wine & Cheese just click HERE for all of the past postings. Sit back and join me now for the 97th serving of some whine and cheese!

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 WINE WHINE

:(  I am a reformed pack rat, so why, oh why, was my closet such a freaking mess?  It took me 4 hours to clean it out and my bedroom, then dust and vacuum yesterday.  OH the things I threw away that had not been touched in at least 2 years, despite my following the 6 month rule.  If you haven’t used/worn it in 6 months, and it isn’t seasonal, toss it.

:(  Grandsnuggler #5 is still not here.  It is the official due date but my baby girl is home on leave now and I hate seeing her time eaten up without that little baby boy in her arms.  Come on baby, we want to meet you!

:(  I can’t afford me!!!  My love of ‘stuff’ like stickers and washi tape for my planner, Chipotle for lunch, a new desk for my room….sigh.

CHEESE

:)  Yes, the room was in need of a deep cleaning and the closet.  But the task is FINISHED and I’m much happier.  I think, honestly, that my mental state was reflected in those areas, I just wasn’t settled into things completely yet as far as money, job, finances.  That is all solid now and BOOM, went on a cleaning spree.  That or my daughter’s nesting phase rubbed off on me?

:)  I missed the deadline to register for Dave Ramsey’s Financial Peace University at church, mostly because I didn’t have the funds, but then I discovered the book, Financial Peace Revisited, and the companion book, Financial Peace Planner, and I’m on the road to getting my finances well under control and my debts paid off!  I’m ecstatic.

:)  My laundry is all done too, which is an awesome accomplishment.  Nothing like an empty hamper, clothes all clean and hung up in the closet of folded in drawers to make me feel like I have my life together.

:)  Library = HAPPINESS!  And even more so when you can check out books via Kindle.  I love love love READING!!

:)  Well rested, crochet projects to work on, books to read, and feeling balanced again in my life.  15 pounds lighter than I was 2 months ago thanks to my very physical job…WOOHOOOOOOOOO!!!

DESSERT

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Tuesday Coffee Brain Scramble

Welcome to my brain this fine, Tuesday morning.  You might want a cup of coffee, it helps at times with the random flow of thought floating about it here.

I’m a tad tired today, as I always seem to be after a long work day.  But I’ll snap out of it shortly.  The day was busy and I managed to keep up most of the time, or made up for it later when things did slow down a bit in the afternoon.  Nothing like bringing in a petting zoo to get our residents outside in the fresh air with the activities folks to give us aides a chance to catch up on the inside work.  I restocked towels, wash clothes, wipes, butt cream (pressure ulcers on boney areas are a real hazard for the elderly so we put that on when we change them), empty trash I may have not gotten too, take linens to the laundry shoot etc.  It is a never ending job.  All. Day. Long.  And I LOVE it.  Yesterday I was thrust into angel mode again, but that is a post for my CNA/STNA blog, you can catch that later today.

I’m still struggling with finding the balance between my direct sales, my full time job, and well everything else in life.  Things like cleaning out my walk in closet that has become a ‘dump’ for anything I didn’t have time to decide if it was keep or pitch.  I think I’ve come up with a way around that though, in using a box.  NOT a large one, just a folding cube style, fabric one.  I will put things in there when straightening up, or when I get home and don’t want to address whatever came in the mail etc.  Then when said small container is full, it is time to S.T.O.P. and deal with the contents.  That or on Sunday go through it and get it emptied.  Yes, this will require discipline.  I’ve got this. (My inner diva just rolled off her lounge chair laughing)

Those books I’m writing, the novel and the one about me?  I’m still writing!  Big shocker but this has been a challenge to turn over my life and do something new like a major career change.  But never fear, I have a publisher who wants the real me story of sinner to saint (my halo has serious tarnish so don’t think I don’t know this), off the path and back on again.  I gave a verbal outline one day on the phone and they were all over it.  It’s coming I just need to schedule time.

Speaking of schedule, my planner is actually working for me now.  I find that when I write things down, they tend to get finished.  And if I schedule a time, even more so.  The fun decorations are just icing on the cake and make me happy.

I have a new summer favorite show, “The Astronaut Wives Club“.  I’m reading the book too.  It is rather entertaining if nothing else.  I realized there is artistic liberty with it, but beats old reruns of shows that only mildly kept my interest over the past year.

Baby watch is on high alert.  My daughter is due tomorrow, advancing in signs that grand snuggler #5 will be here soon, and so every time I get a call or text from her I get a little excited bubble in me hoping…and then it pops because it isn’t time. Yet.  I cannot wait though.

Sporting our 3D glasses, waiting for the movie to start. We're sexy and we know it!

Sporting our 3D glasses, waiting for the movie to start. We’re sexy and we know it!

I went and saw the Pixar movie, Inside Out the other evening with my sister and niece, and it is too cute!  If you want a cute family flick this is it. Really neat how it explains concepts like core memories etc and uses them.  That is one I’d see again.  We went to see it in 3D, well worth the money.  Counting down the days to the new Minion movie, which is a must see in 3D after this one, the effect is just too good and has come so far now that I cannot imagine seeing a movie without it.

I know, my life is not real exciting of late.  Lazy summer days off, busting my tail at work, and trying to figure out what to plant in Farmville 2 while I unwind and sip a glass of wine at night.  I don’t mind, I am in reload mode.  Kind of like when your phone does a system update.  My life is in update mode while all of the bugs and glitches get patches applied.  I have a whole list of topics to cover in posts, just haven’t felt much like writing lately and not sure why.  Reevaluating my life I suppose?

Okay, as you were, I feel the need for a shower and to attack my closet with some serious gusto so I can scratch it off my to do list.

Why Being Single Rocks!

Don’t get me wrong, I am not at all opposed to relationships, marriage etc.  IF I ever find the right man I just might remarry one day.  But in the mean time, I am single and there are a lot of reasons why this is fantastic.  Oh I know there are those that fail to accept that my life is pretty darned amazing and I have plenty of things to be happy about and I really DO enjoy living this life I’ve been given, but they have no idea.  I’d invite them to shadow me for a few days and see for themselves.

So, I decided to list a bunch of reasons why being single rocks.

  1. NO need for make-up.  I never wear it to work because I get to sweating when lifting, moving, transferring, pushing and pulling residents throughout the day.  They are old so they are always cold, which means we work in temperatures comparable to the desert in some of their rooms.  I’ve gotten so used to not wearing it that when I do put it on I feel like I’m starring in an OLD movie or the circus.  With no man in my life, I tend to go without it most days and really don’t care, it is rather freeing!
  2. The entire bed is MINE.  No cover hog rolling over and leaving me to freeze in the breeze of my fan at night, no one to sleep in the center of the bed or so close to me that I cannot breathe and need to shove them away or get out and get back in on the other side.  Dead center, left or right, the entire bed belongs to me.  Okay me and at least 2 of the cats on any given night but they aren’t so bad.
  3. Yes I DID wear this shirt yesterday.  I didn’t do anything, it was my day off so I am wearing it again today and I don’t care.  No one to question me if I do like this shirt and maybe even put it on a 3rd day because if I go anywhere it’s the first time anyone has seen it at that location.
  4. The toilet seat is always down.  No man to use the bathroom and fail to put the seat and lid down, that is where it is always located.  I like that, no sitting down in the dark in the middle of the night and landing in the cold water with my bare tush.
  5. Yep I have been sitting in the same spot reading for 5 straight hours and no, I’m not lazy. The book is excellent and I am not putting it down until it is finished or I get tired of reading.  No one to tell me I have things I could be doing.  I don’t, I have a book. The only thing missing is the cabana boy to refill the glass with wine or my cup with coffee.  But I will do that myself, thankyouverymuch, while still in my jammies if I so please.
  6. There is no schedule to worry about other than mine.  I work, full time, then I’m off.  3 days, 12.5 hours, and that means 4 days off each week.  If I want to pick up over time, there is no reason not too, I don’t have to worry about if that is going to create a problem for ‘him’.
  7. All spending is at my own discretion.  Those stickers and washi tape I buy for my planner? No negative comments coming my way.  A few Farm Bucks on payday to enjoy my Farmville 2 habit, and NO comments about that being a waste of time or cash.  Found yet another book for my Kindle and BAM, downloaded and it didn’t require asking permission to do so.
  8. If my body is too tired to get up after pulling 3 or 4 straight days of 12.5 hour shifts, I sleep in on my off day.  Sometimes I sleep past noon, and NO one has an issue with that.  Well okay the cats might if no one else fed them because OHMYGOSHWEAREGOINGTOSTARVETODEATH if you don’t get up, but no man, who is totally clueless about the amount of physical exertion is required to do my job, is there to complain that I didn’t get up.
  9. The radio station in the car is always where I want it, either on KLOVE or AIR1.  It never changes, the volume is how I like it, the A/C is on if I want it on and I don’t give a flying frogs butt if it eats more gas….it’s MY car, my way.
  10. I can drink a bit too much wine and drunk text or dial an old flame any time I feel like it and even end up on the phone for hours talking to a former male coworker, laughing til 3am, and there is no problem!
  11. When I do put on my face, dress up a bit and go out for a while, I don’t need a man to tell me I look pretty great!  I have a mirror and plenty of self confidence.  I meet with MY approval and love it!
  12. Oops, forgot to put something away in the kitchen.  No one to slam drawers shut and mutter about the mess I made.  I’ll get to it myself, when I come back in and realize my error.  And it’s okay, because I’m a big girl and don’t need someone else to tell me what to do.
  13. Yes, we did commit to go to your brother’s uncle’s by marriage, cat’s groomers birthday bash, but you know what? I don’t feel like it…oh wait I’m single so I couldn’t care less and I’m not going!
  14. Yes I am skipping the gym today, and no I don’t care that I pay $20 a month to belong and shouldn’t miss because it is a waste of money…I don’t FEEL like it.
  15. Yep, I sure did post a rant on Facebook about the current situation with the local whatever it is, and oh look, no one to tell me that isn’t wise etc.  I did it cause I felt like it.  Haters be damned.
  16. Yep, I sure did buy new curtains and bedding, I didn’t like the other set anymore. Oh wait, no one to tell me not too.

Okay all in good fun.  But the reality is, that yes I do love being single.  I come and go, work when I want, etc. with no worries about impacting anyone’s schedule but my own.  I enjoy  being me, I enjoy doing things when I feel like it and I’m not sorry that I am not with anyone.  Every chapter in life has pros and cons, and right now, I’m all over the pro side of that list.  When I feel like male companionship, I have plenty of guy pals to call on, and I do.  No mess, no fuss, just go out and have fun then quick kiss on the cheek, thanks for a fun time, talk to you soon!

To my married/attached friends, I’m wonderfully happy for you! Enjoy it.

To my single/unattached friends, find the silver linings, this isn’t a bad thing!

Monday Coffee Musings

Close up of cup of coffee with pink roseI actually pulled myself out of bed at 8:30am today.  Oh I wanted to go on sleeping but I needed to get up and move.  I just worked 2, 12.5 hour shifts and was tired but I know if I stayed in bed nothing would be accomplished.

First thing on Mondays I land my butt on the scale, and today I am at 179.9, which is a 15 pound weight loss since I started this job 7 weeks ago.  There is no immediate sign of that letting up since I walk several miles over the course of my day and add all the lifting, pushing, pulling, and packing a lunch so I don’t over eat.  Heck I am not even hungry really come lunch time, I just eat because I know I need too or I might face plant on the floor.  I love this side benefit!

Still on baby watch, my daughter is big, and ready but the baby isn’t here yet.  She isn’t really due until 7/1, but could go any time now and I wish it would hurry along!  I am so excited to meet this sweet little guy, my 5th, and hopefully not last, grandchild.  I’m praying this happens on my off days so I can be at the hospital to welcome this little man in his first hours.

I just started reading a book by Dave Ramsey, The Financial Peace Planner.  I need to get my money in order and that is going to help I’m told.  I don’t make a lot of money, but I LOVE what I do so I need to be careful with my money.

I am using my planner more and more now, and hopefully that will help me get balanced with my job and my direct sales businesses. There are blogs and social media posts I need to do and without a plan I just don’t get it done.  That must improve.

For those wondering what it is like, or what it is we do, I have started my other blog about being a CNA/STNA, http://www.thecnalife.com, feel free to pop in and check out those posts.  I guess I need a link on my blog page for it.  And BAM that is done, see the side bar!  :)

Yes, Wine & Cheese will be returning, and I’ll be linking up on Friday Confessional again.  I am structuring my days so that I can get everything done, which is a lot.

Speaking of the daughter, she is headed her to visit so off I go to enjoy spending some time with her.

My Cat Is Getting Married Next Week

1a79c829e5af7f3d6217f0a493e77d8fWell okay she isn’t really getting married, but I was at an extreme lack of creativity when it came to a blog title today so that is what I came up with, don’t judge.

Creatively I’m just blank, flat lined, nada.  Not sure what is up other than I think I’m still just exhausted from work.  Pulling 6 days in one week, 12.5 hour shifts, and a week later I’m almost recovered.  Mind you I’ve since worked 3 more such shifts but at least it was only what I was assigned, my normal hours. No OT this week, just wasn’t up to it.

Baby watch has started officially, as my daughter is crampy, lost her plug and is about 3cm dilated.  Doc says any time is good and could happen.  Well doc you are wrong, the next 2 days this Nana works and so grand baby #5 must wait until Wednesday, and at that point has 3 days he can arrive, before Nana works the weekend.  Hopefully the baby got the memo.

My Henrietta is not running today.  I fear a fuel pump issue and hope that is covered under warranty.  Not sure and thankfully have enough cars in this house to still have a way to get to work and back.  But I hate not having my baby, and had to have my son pick me up for church.  Thankfully we all go to the same place!

The message this morning was a great one on marriage, the covenant that it is, and something the pastor said really impacted me.  He talked about how two becoming one flesh is not just at the physical level, but it is deeply spiritual as well.  This is why, he said, many still feel a pull toward their ex.  I get that.  It is why it is so devastating and why I think I’ve never quite gotten over it.  My soul is still and forever linked to my ex-husband and in God’s eyes we are still one despite the courts ‘ending’ it.  In God’s realm it isn’t over.  I also think this is why I don’t ever feel ‘right’ in any relationship at a deep level, my faith gets in the way of that.  My faith was very much a part of me even when the hubster and I had fallen far from the path, and deep down those vows were to God more than my ex.  Now, when I try to love another man and be his, it doesn’t work well for me because on a spiritual level it isn’t right in my mind.  I think it is likely I will never marry again because I had come into a relationship with Christ after my first marriage and know in the core of my soul that divorce is wrong wrong wrong in God’s eyes.  It cannot now ever be changed as the ex remarried.  And me?  Well I just don’t know that I can ever honestly make that covenant again with another man, it simply wouldn’t be right.  I’m rather thankful that one isn’t on my head as God takes the breaking of covenants very seriously.  I recommend this message once Crossroads.net puts it up, for anyone married, thinking of marriage, or contemplating divorce.  It was rather freeing though for me, to realize that may be the very reason I simply cannot find it in me to be joined to someone else.  I try, and my heart wants what it wants, but the heart is deceptive and it just never quite fits.  I’ve been the one to end 4 serious relationships since getting divorced, which tells me a lot.  I’ve not given up that God may bring one to me, but I’m not going looking anymore.  He has given me a lot to do for now, and a relationship wouldn’t bode well with all of that.

My job is one area I know that He has planted me for a purpose.  I never would have guessed that changing dirty diapers and feeding older adults could be such, but it is a ministry and I love it.  Some days I do wonder if God realizes that I am 52 years old and this is really a difficult job physically for an old chick like myself, but it is getting a bit easier.  I’ve lost 11 pounds over the past 6 weeks so I can see where it is physically a good thing for me.  It is also emotional.  I have one of my own residents on hospice now, which is hard for me.  I love this resident, and it breaks my heart to see said soul giving up.  It is also hard to look at my 9 people and realize that some are in their 90s and this time next year 3 or 4 of them may not be here anymore.  It is possible to do the job and not get attached but not sure how those aides do it.  I am very attached to them and cannot imagine them not there to care for each week.

As my body and mind are adjusting I’m getting closer to a balance of life in the nursing home and outside.  My Avon business needs a serious shot in the butt, however I just didn’t have the energy.  It has had to be one or the other, and since one is bringing in a bit more money and has medical benefits, that got priority.  I hate it.  This week is mapped out to get Avon back on track.

That goes for writing my blog posts too, which is why it has been over 2 weeks since the Marvelous one posted.  Not that I haven’t started any number of them, but just couldn’t finish before I decided to go to sleep.  I’m working on that as well, as writing is therapy for me.  I don’t need to tell you that my novels are on hold and will be for a bit.  I do have a new twist to add though so stay tuned they will be out eventually.

Farmville 2 has kept me sane, though I admit to thinking “crap forgot to harvest the green beans” when headed to a resident room after morning report.  Sad I know, but it is mindless and helps me unwind after a long day.  I also have my blog about my job, The CNA Life, but haven’t written much there yet.  :)   I will!

Okay off to grab a glass of wine and relax, maybe work on my planner decorating a bit, then it will be time to board the Dreamland Express and get some sleep.  Praying for this week to smooth out and all things I’ve left in God’s hands to be handled…well that I won’t try to pull them back and just let Him answer those prayers.

Friday Confessional

Time to head over to Aubrey’s blog and link up to let it all hang out, so to speak.

I confess…

I am EXHAUSTED.  Some days I think I’m too old for this job.  No doubt the weight that is coming off steadily will help. And getting to the gym won’t hurt either.  The demands of this job physically are extensive and that is wearing me out.  The 12.5 hour shifts just make it harder, but I do love what I am doing and don’t see myself willing to quit anytime soon.

I confess…

I slept for 10 straight hours last night, and I could do it again.  I thought about taking a nap but I hate sleeping the day away and I fear I would not sleep later.  In reality I’d probably sleep straight through to 4:20am when the alarm went off.

I confess…

It is kinda scary that I got all excited about a package in the mail that contained new scrubs.  Cute ones, I admit, but still they are work uniforms.

I confess…

I’m struggling to find the balance with my job and my Avon business.  Somewhere here in this chaos I know it is possible to do both, but I haven’t figured that out just yet.  But I will.

I confess…

I’m finding that if I use my planner and schedule my day, things get done.  Like this post which I had put on my list of things to do today.  Some things did not make the cut but that was a money issue not a failure to make time.

Tailgating With Teeth In My Pocket

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The long term care facility where I work periodically does tailgating.  Each wing/floor brings in food to share and then everyone participating grabs a tray and goes around filling their plates with goodies.

During my first tailgate, which also happened to be during my orientation as an aide, the nurses on my floor told me to come along with them and learn how this was done.  Trouble was I was in the middle of trying to get my resident’s dentures to stay put in her mouth.  There was no denture adhesive in her room, and I had her out by the nurses station.  The nursing supervisor went off the floor to get some for me, and the nurses waiting for me said “just stick her teeth in your pocket”.  So, I pulled off my glove with the teeth inside and stuck it safely into my…

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Tuesday Morning Coffee Contemplations

Coffee cup with steamI need to start a blog thread about life as a STNA (State Tested Nurse Aide), because believe me the stories I could share (without breaking HIPAA of course) would just make your day.  Here are a few future posts:

Grannies Gone Wild – Throw Down In The Activity Center

Tailgating With Teeth In My Pocket

Poop Happens..and happens and happens….

Depend-able Explosions

Splish Splash I Was Giving A Bath

I’m telling you now, it is NEVER a boring day in long term care.

Yesterday was a long one.  It was 4:30pm, 10 hours into my 12.5 hour shift, when they came around asking if I would stay over until 10pm.  There were 2 call offs leaving the unit way too short to get all these sweet folks to bed.  I think I momentarily took leave of my senses because I smiled and said “Sure thing, I can stay”.  Seriously, what is 16.5 hours of working on your feet that are screaming in pain at this point already?  So I went from counting down the minutes to counting down the hours.  When I walked in the door at 10:15 last night I had one thought that was still able to be processed:  WINE.  And I had several glasses before curling up in bed with the Sand Man patiently waiting to take me to Dreamland.

Right now, as I sip my coffee, I’m telling myself that I will not pick up any more hours this week.  But I know me, when they are short and ask, I not only see dollar signs, but I know what it is like to work short, and the brain-to-mouth filter will malfunction and say “yep, I’ll cover it”.

Hmmm….in fact now that I think about it, I’m starting a new blog just for the STNA stuff.  I’ll post more information in my next post.

Now that I have somewhat of a routine I can focus on my Avon business too.  Nothing like trying to do 2, full time jobs.  I’m rather grateful that the season finales have all wrapped up for the summer on my favorite shows, I can now work like crazy and get things where I need them without the temptation to sit down and watch TV.

Well the time has come to shower and get moving with this day.  I am feeling a bit lazy, but hey, I earned this, and the next cup of coffee!

Tuesday Afternoon Coffee Musings

Close up of cup of coffee with pink roseI’m so thankful I did not work today.  These 12.5 hour shifts are rough!  I have 2, back to back tomorrow and Thursday, and my small group on Wednesday evening.  I should be dragging by the time I walk in the door Thursday evening.  BUT it is all so worth it.

This job is not for the faint of heart, or those looking to get wealthy.  It doesn’t pay well in terms of cash, but it’s value to others is priceless.  When I put it all in perspective, the money matters very little.

My family was faced with the need to put my dad in long-term care a year ago this past September when he fell and broke a hip.  He cannot feel his legs from the knees down and his ability to walk was rapidly depleting.  While he had taken many serious falls over the years, we could not convince him that this was where he needed to be.  He lived alone in a large, 5 bedroom house, and couldn’t get off the 1st floor anymore.  The family room was where he slept, and he sat at the kitchen table most of the time.  A walker helped him to the bathroom and back, or the front porch, but that was the extent of his existence unless someone could take him out.  I don’t need to tell you how difficult that was loading him up and the walker to go somewhere and his steps are shuffled and slow at best.  Winter meant he wasn’t going anywhere as we could not risk a fall on ice.

Once he broke the hip the surgeon made it clear that dad could no longer live alone at home, he needed a long-term care facility where he would have help as needed.  While he was recovering in the hospital from hip replacement and in a rehab center, we had to force his hand and get him in a facility.  This meant cleaning out that house and selling it.  I know and understand his bitterness at losing what little independence he had left.  I’ll not forget the elder lady that yelled at an aide in frustration.  The aide was obviously less then thrilled to be changing this lady’s diaper and the old lady, in tears, yelled at her that she didn’t like it any better and didn’t wish to be here, but she wasn’t given that choice.  No one plans their life out and desires to be living in a nursing home, wearing diapers or having someone help them to the bathroom and get their pants off in order to use it.  It’s embarrassing, even humiliating for the person.

Dad has adapted pretty well, though he has his days like anyone.  The outings to the zoo, baseball games, museums etc, give him more social life than me and my siblings combined each month.  Lots of activities take place too, inside the facility.  While there are many really bad places I wouldn’t board my dog in (if she were here), there are lots of really nice places.  The one I work in, the same one dad now resides in, is awesome. They strive to make it great from the decor to the food.

In keeping that perspective, that this is home unwillingly for most residents, it makes what I do more of a joy than anything.  I already love caring for these sweet souls, and love seeing their smiles when I can get them what they need or make them comfortable. It’s very physical work, I had walked several miles at a good clip by the end of my shift, turned, changed, fed and bathed a lot of folks, pushed, pulled and lifted much weight, and did it all with a servant’s heart.  I know in my heart from my Brave Journey, that this is right where God wants me to be, caring for these sweet souls before they finally leave this world, and making their last years, months or days as wonderful as possible.

Nope, doesn’t pay well, but what an amazing job! And wearing scrubs all day is kinda like working in your jammies! :)