Happy Monday! I hope everyone had a great weekend! Mine was busy which is nothing unusual. I've been working on making one of my bedrooms into an office/craft room and I am almost finished AND I've been dealing with Gma issues.
Saturday I got up and ran errands, picked out paint, and headed home to start on the office. I was pretty impressed with myself considering it only took 4 hours from start to finish to do the trim and paint. I walk around checking out my work when I get a call from the nursing home that I need to come down and help with "an issue." Thankfully, I only live around the corner!
I arrive at the nursing home thinking the worst and I'm greeted by Cristy one of the sweetest nurses. Cristy is smiling from ear to ear and informs me that Gma and her roommate have been "going at it" again. She really didn't have to tell me because when I walked in I could hear them screaming and cussing. There are no words to describe how embarrassed I was to hear such obscentity coming from Gma's mouth! All I can do is shake my head at Cristy as I walk down to Gma's room. As soon as I walk in the door, Gma and Ms. B get quiet. I act like I don't know what's going on and ask the questions I do everyday when I visit...how was your day, are you feeling good, how was the food, and finally you both sure look pretty today blah, blah, blah, when Ms. B informs me that Gma told her that her great grandson is not allowed to come back. Oh no...here we go again. Gma screams at Ms. B that she is a bald, hairy faced liar (I still don't understand that...how can you be bald and hairy faced at the same time?!?!) Ms. B yells back something I can't repeat since this is a G-rated blog. I'm thinking at this point I need to intervene but I'm kinda scared. I finally tell them that they need to be nice and I'd see them tomorrow. Lame, I know, but I was at a loss for what else to do.
I say my goodbyes and go down to the nurses station to talk to Cristy. Cristy and I have a little laugh about how old people fuss and that they would probably be ok and then we hear them again!! Cristy gives them a few minutes and they keep getting louder and louder. Some of the other residents peek out their doors trying to find out what's going on. Cristy excuses herself and goes down to talk to them. Cristy stays gone for several minutes and I'm getting worried because I don't hear anything, and I'm wondering what they've done to her. Thankfully, Cristy comes out of the room unharmed and tells me that she told them to go to be quiet and go to bed that they could settle their differences in the morning. I guess it worked...no more screaming!
Sunday morning I get to the nursing home bright and early with Gma's Sunday morning treat (McDonald's iced hazelnut coffee). The first thing she said was "we got in trouble last night, do you think they'll kick me out?" It was all I could do not to laugh while I asked her what happened. She tells me the entire story about her and Ms. B fussing because she told her that her great grandson didn't need to come back unless he could behave because, this wasn't a place for a small child to run around and scream, and go through "people's stuff." I agreed. She then told me that she and Ms. B were scared they were gonna get kicked out for cussing, and that they weren't mad at each other any longer. I assured her that everything was going to be fine and for her not to worry. Gma then tells me she's not but if she cusses me again I'm gonna beat her a**!
I have a strange feeling Gma's going to be in trouble AGAIN!