Tuesday tellings

 It seems the little vacation are a little volunteer group at assist, ink is finished for the year. With the Advent of the new year, that's fiscal New Year people who have been waiting to apply for services for home repair and such are coming out of the woodwork - - excuse the pun- - and from what our Handler at the agency said that we will be meeting probably weekly from here on out and that's okay I like being busy this way. The only problem is that I'm having such a struggle anymore getting dressed and things. I totally enjoyed blaming it on my chair as I have been this entire year but I think I'm beginning to realize that it's not the chair and if it's not the chair then it's got to be me. It took me all morning to get dressed to the point that I thought that I was somewhat presentable to the public. I had a couple spots in the back of my chair that I couldn't pull my shirt down as far as I like that showed a little skin but I was pretty cautious keep pulling my shirt down as much as I could but I definitely had a hard time pulling my pants up high enough to count as them being on. Fortunately, people don't really say anything out in public. I get the weird looks off and on but it's a rule I like to elude myself and to believing that I look okay in that everything's covered. Usually that's the case but right now I'm going through a period where I'm just not being able to pull the pants up over my hips. Unless I said fortunately I have shirts that are long enough that I can pull over the offending skin that likes to expose itself. Fortunately again I am sitting down and I have things piled on top of me like my bag that I have my wallet in and my cell phone and stuff like that plus my stick, my hook and anything else I might be carrying. Usually I can pretty much get away with looking okay. For some reason this morning my shoes wouldn't stay on and that was part of my stress. Again I finally got him on enough and they're sitting in the bottom of my foot box that I sort of look like I was wearing shoes. Again it's not like people are out there telling me how bad I look. I shouldn't be surprised this breakdown of Independent Living skills is coming to pass. Realistically this has to happen as I age and everybody else ages day by day. I guess I'm just not ready. The better pill I think I would have to ingest might be paying someone to come over the days when my care person's not here to help me dress. That shouldn't freak me out so much but pondering it kind of does. I have the funding, at least at the current time being, I don't know what's going to happen with this current Administration. I don't know how long things like Medicare and Medicaid are going to last. And if the cuts come through like they talk about it's going to be a sad day for many people with physical disabilities…