Wednesday, Thursday. Wednesday I crafted 2 emails to the director of the group home. The first was to get a letter my daughter needs to do another extension to her leave of absence from work. The group homes are still in lockdown, however we can visit if we wear face masks and socially distance outside.The 2nd letter was a list of things that have started to pile up with the team lead doing nothing about them. I am not afraid to go straight to the top. They hadn’t had bottled water on the 2nd floor for over a week and the 1st floor refused to share. The last time groceries were purchased the 2nd floor got none. So apparently we are back to playing games with the client’s food stamps.The 2nd letter was about maintenance/safety issues. The Director moved on them quickly, getting the letter to me and sending maintenance over to but some bandaids on the dilapidated porch.
PT was brutal again. Thursday we saw our older couple friends and got a tour of their new home. They moved from a house to a condo. We sat outside, baking in the sun catching up. We hadn’t seen them since early March.
My daughter called me 10X more than usual because of the top secret plans for my birthday Friday. One of the calls she let me know they got 2 cases of water for the exclusive use of 2nd floor housemates. The 2nd floor also got groceries! The team lead has been transferred, or... Thursday night there was a team lead in training working at the group home.
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