Where's Waldo?

Let's play Where's Waldo but play it with specks on the floor.  Can you find them?

One of Mom's obsessions is little bits of nothing on the floor.  When she finds one she bends down without her cane, licks her finger to make it sticky, then picks up the dust mote and puts it in her other hand while she totters around the floor picking up other dust motes.  When her hand is full of bits of

nothing then she wants to put them in the trash can but can't get there without her cane which she has left on the other side of the floor.

Dust motes will distract her on the way to the bathroom, bedroom for naps or to sleep the night, and to meals.  I especially need patience when she does it on the way to dinner because then she has to wash her hands, and she will probably be distracted again before she makes it to the table.

Being able to see these tiny flecks of nothing is a new thing Mom has taught me.  I now see them everywhere.  For everyone I pick up I see two more. Kinda like the hairs on my chin. 

If I don't pick up the petite particles then Mom will be stressed about them.  I have tried hard to be a good daughter but after a couple of weeks of picking them up to make Mom happy, I have started kicking them under the furniture.  What Mom can't see won't bother her.

Did you know you should wash your dryer's lint trap?

 

The washer and dryer in Mom's house are in the hallway leading to the small bathroom.  Yesterday Mom felt the need to check the washer and the dryer.  I had left some clothes in the washing machine.  Mom said I should never do that.  Actually Mom had already taught me that and I was just being lazy.   Before Mom put the clothes in the dryer for me she checked the dryer's lint trap.  It still had lint in it from my last load of laundry.  I always hand remove the lint before I start the dryer with the next load of laundry.  Yesterday I learned that just scrapping the lint off the filter was not enough.  The lint filter needs to be washed in the kitchen sink to make it really lint free.

Who knew?

Today we washed an old table that I have.  Actually it was dirty when I bought it at a yard sale years ago and I have done nothing to it so it really needed to be washed.  When I moved in with Mom I decided it was time to at least paint it so Mom and I first washed some of the dirt off.

I thought washing the table would be good for Mom.  She sleeps a lot which is natural when you are 92 but I thought part of it might just be boredom too.  Mom likes to clean and the table needed to be cleaned.  That seemed to be a natural partnering.