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And now to pensions.
Aug. 20th, 2017 10:13 amThe party went very well. There was excellent help to get it ready; the catering (Every Little Thing) was excellent; the room layout perfect. My Mom enjoyed herself soooooo much. Sooooooooooo much. :)
However, since many people came from considerable distance away, people were in town for Friday night and Saturday night - so there was a family picnic on Friday night and a family picnic on Saturday night. So my Aunt and Mom cooked roasts and turkeys, cut veggies and packed ice coolers. And then on Sunday night there were still some people left, so they had burgers with all the left overs at Mom & Dad's for Sunday night. And Monday there were still some people left, so Auntie had people over for a roast and corn (there was some of the cheese left over for appetizers, but that was the last of the leftovers). And finally, the Rotary Exchange student who stayed with my parents in 1986 in Trail, and who came all the way from Belgium with his son for the party, took the remaining people (8 of us) out for supper at the Barley Station on Tuesday night.
So. Whenever a person is undergoing chemo, they have a blood test the day before to be sure they are sufficiently recovered from the last chemo before continuing. Mom's bloodwork on Tuesday morning not surprisingly showed that her platelets were low and so her final chemo treatment was put off for a week.
And my Mom has mostly been quiet and getting her sleep topped back up - except some friends in the area gave Mom and Dad Back Stage Passes for the Roots and Blues Festival - and they have been out to several (many) events in that this past Friday, Saturday, and today. Fortunately, the Back Stage Passes allow them to go in the gate closest to where they live, and also take advantage of the performers' lounge if they get tired or overheated. The gate access is actually the best feature because it means that if they are tired between two events, they are likely to go home in between.
So. We will see if Mom has rested enough to finish her chemo this coming week.
My next anxiety will be getting my pensions started and covering any monetary shortfalls while that happens. Aha. I have done most of the preliminary steps, and two of them are approved and should start in October - which actually means the end of October. My extended paycheques will end in early September, so we shall see. Fortunately, we have already paid for the move, and the various costs of the party, so we shouldn't have much debt to sort out before the tightening of the money flow to a trickle.
Alberta is very weird. For such a professedly redneck place, they have some pretty stern nanny policies about pensions. You cannot choose to leave out your spouse when deciding on your pension options. You must share with your current spouse. Depending on your previous attachments, you may need to share with more than one spouse. Because of that, I need to go to a notary and sign an affidavit that, yes, indeedy, this spouse here, this one, is my current only spouse with whom I need to share. Is pain in tush. No, a marriage certificate is not sufficient. No, it doesn't matter that the pension in question is a tiny morsel of money.
However, since many people came from considerable distance away, people were in town for Friday night and Saturday night - so there was a family picnic on Friday night and a family picnic on Saturday night. So my Aunt and Mom cooked roasts and turkeys, cut veggies and packed ice coolers. And then on Sunday night there were still some people left, so they had burgers with all the left overs at Mom & Dad's for Sunday night. And Monday there were still some people left, so Auntie had people over for a roast and corn (there was some of the cheese left over for appetizers, but that was the last of the leftovers). And finally, the Rotary Exchange student who stayed with my parents in 1986 in Trail, and who came all the way from Belgium with his son for the party, took the remaining people (8 of us) out for supper at the Barley Station on Tuesday night.
So. Whenever a person is undergoing chemo, they have a blood test the day before to be sure they are sufficiently recovered from the last chemo before continuing. Mom's bloodwork on Tuesday morning not surprisingly showed that her platelets were low and so her final chemo treatment was put off for a week.
And my Mom has mostly been quiet and getting her sleep topped back up - except some friends in the area gave Mom and Dad Back Stage Passes for the Roots and Blues Festival - and they have been out to several (many) events in that this past Friday, Saturday, and today. Fortunately, the Back Stage Passes allow them to go in the gate closest to where they live, and also take advantage of the performers' lounge if they get tired or overheated. The gate access is actually the best feature because it means that if they are tired between two events, they are likely to go home in between.
So. We will see if Mom has rested enough to finish her chemo this coming week.
My next anxiety will be getting my pensions started and covering any monetary shortfalls while that happens. Aha. I have done most of the preliminary steps, and two of them are approved and should start in October - which actually means the end of October. My extended paycheques will end in early September, so we shall see. Fortunately, we have already paid for the move, and the various costs of the party, so we shouldn't have much debt to sort out before the tightening of the money flow to a trickle.
Alberta is very weird. For such a professedly redneck place, they have some pretty stern nanny policies about pensions. You cannot choose to leave out your spouse when deciding on your pension options. You must share with your current spouse. Depending on your previous attachments, you may need to share with more than one spouse. Because of that, I need to go to a notary and sign an affidavit that, yes, indeedy, this spouse here, this one, is my current only spouse with whom I need to share. Is pain in tush. No, a marriage certificate is not sufficient. No, it doesn't matter that the pension in question is a tiny morsel of money.
