“70 for 70”: Weekly Report Eight
“70 for 70”: Weekly Report Eight
As some of you know, I embarked on my “70 for 70” activities on the ramp-up to my 70th birthday on June 13, so this is my eighth Weekly Report on those activities. Please read the previous and upcoming posts for details on each week’s activities.
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August 2
Shared the playlist I made on Spotify for grieving the loss of my mom with my youngest sister (the only one I am currently speaking to among the 3 of them). She was grateful.
August 3
Cleaned the shared bathroom, stovetop/range, sinks, microwave, refrigerator door/handle. Emptied toaster crumb tray. Took trash, compost and recycling to bins. Filled, ran, and emptied dishwasher. Made shopping list. All is prepared for their return tomorrow.
August 4
Heading down to see my son, DIL and granddaughter because one of my nephews is visiting from LA. Before going, since my housemate let me use her car while she was gone, I did almost all the grocery shopping for them (and me) since I know she doesn’t like to do it and I do like to do it.
While at one of the stores, I helped someone pick out a better bargain for toasted sesame oil at the Asian Market.
August 5
The girls I live with and their mom were all jet-lagged/exhausted and on different schedules than usual this morning. I get up early, anyway, so I made the girls’ breakfast and spent time with them to let their mom sleep in a bit (the girls came in from Europe Saturday and aren’t on Pacific time, yet).
August 6
The dental clinic student who is seeing me this week texted that she has to change our appointment due to her mis-handling her schedule. She knows that this has happened to me with this clinic’s other students several times in the last few weeks and apologized, but she didn’t have a choice, she said. I was not happy, but I agreed to change my appointment (even though I asked her to change someone else’s instead). It’s HUGELY inconvenient for me and I don’t know when we can reschedule, I told her, but it didn’t matter. Bummer.
I didn’t tell her how mad I was. That was my good deed.
August 7
Helped my housemate and her two daughters get ready for and off to their next airplane trip/vacation to a family reunion in California. Cleaned the kitchen last night and this morning, helped the girls choose travel clothes and did their laundry to help them pack yesterday, and today and yesterday, made one of them breakfast.
August 8
Listening to podcasts on Spotify (free account) related to healing from/surviving trauma, getting trauma out of one’s body, using one’s abilities and gifts to help heal oneself and others. Great Episodes. Left some appreciative comments, which I know podcasters treasure.