Mom has flooded the bathroom. Squish, squish! I was busy getting lunch and washing dishes in the kitchen. and Mom went to the bathroom, turned on the water to get a drink and forgot to turn it off. By the time I realized that water was running in another room besides the kitchen, it was too late. I think it will dry out within a few days. At least I can save on electricity, because I won't have to run the humidifier for Mom. Mom has done nothing but sleep today, and hasn't eaten very much either. At least I keep trying to get her to eat, which sometimes takes up to two or more hours per meal, and a nursing home wouldn't have the time to do. In a nursing home, there are six to fourteen patients assigned to every Nursing Aide.
Someone in one of our nearby cities has conducted a door-to-door poll, and has come to the same conclusion that I have. The government is lying to us. Last week the unofficial unemployment rate was twenty-five percent, when the
Department of Labor cited their statistics of seventeen percent unemployment here. The nearby independent city poll showed twenty-eight and seven-tenths percent total unemployment and twenty and eighty-five hundreths percent working part-time. That's forty-nine and one-half percent of the population unemployed or underemployed. One of the residents is quoted as saying, "I love this town, but I can't live on love".
The average person,. according to new government statistics, is watching TV seven hours and two minutes a day. Children can't be watching nearly that much television, since they're in school all day. It can't be the person who has a job, since they're at work all day. But yet each person in the United States is watching over seven hours of TV a day. That's thirty-five hours and fifteen minutes a week. The unemployed and underemployed are watching it, that's who.
Here's more government statistics that I think are somewhat significant. Seventy thousand more millionaires now exist than when Reagon too office, and fifteen percent of the population is below the poverty line, the highest level since the depression in 1932. I think the latter is erroneous, I think it's more.
Love is talking better, but misses his mouth with food, can't handle kitchen utensils with one hand, has trouble buttoning his buttons and trying his shoes still. He also can't feel his thumb and some of his fingers.
I am finally delving into Mom's personal financial affairs and have ordered some additional insurance, just to clear up her estate. I'm still not sure what coverage she has, and have letters to post tomorrow to try to find out. I can't afford to put my home in jeopardy, while I'm trying to clear her house. Robbing Peter to pay Paul just doesn't get it, and eventually the Piper has to be paid. Hopefully, I'll find everything out within a month or two. I may not need the additional insurance, but until I find out, I would be foolish not to spend the money to protect everything.
