Before sitting down for breakfast, my mother took her socks off folded them together and placed them next to her on the corner of the kitchen table. I looked at the socks in disgust, looked at her and said, "I would never do that. I would never put my socks from off of my feet on the kitchen table.." So she says the feet part aren't on the table." I said "It doesn't matter! A decent person wouldn't do that!" So she rolls her eyes and makes her angry face and sticks the socks under her shirt! Morning everyone!
When you make a choice to live with someone, you have to overlook certain annoyances lest you become a burned out nervous wreck.
I apologize, for some reason seeing the title of this thread brought to mind President and Mrs Clinton's cat.
I so badly need a joke here, and the discussions joke column just isn't doing it for me.
Really, we have to file these under "things aren't YET too bad!".
The marvelous thing is that the "new thinking " is that from infancy we do not get enough germs. Especially true now that infants aren't even born out a birth canal often enough, but by sterile C-sections. They say best thing we can do for our infants is get a dog! Don't say to let it sit on the kitchen table, however.
I mean it could have been a lot worse, as she could have instead brought you a piece of her poop from the toilet. Now that you could get upset over.
But until then, take a chill pill and learn to pick your battles. Not every molehill has to be made into a mountain.
Good thing hubs and I don’t wear socks often.
Well said as always.
By the way if you forgot, this is a SUPPORT group,
They know not to get on the table when I put on a new table cloth, but when I start loading the table up with water, grocery bags and the sorts, curiosity wins out all the time.
Sorry, I don't have any advice on socks on the kitchen table.
Patience is a virtue, and it's something that is wearing thin quickly with me at times.
Now I try to see the humor if the behavior isn’t dangerous or horrifying. I say TRY because I don’t always succeed. It’s way too easy to be shocked, then sad and defeated especially when you’re exhausted.
I appreciate your post and others like it because I see that bizarre behaviors aren’t at all uncommon and I’m not alone in my reactions, especially in the early days when living with dementia feels like living in a parallel universe.
It seems like the most experienced and best carers on this forum are usually able to keep calm and see the funny side yet give themselves grace when they don’t . I am learning to survive by their example.
I hope it’s not offensive to share outrageous or amusing experiences here; a little light on a dark day really helps.