The converting has been done and we have a new lamb to our flock.
My baby sister, known in code as Hank, is the brains of the family. She is the terminal student and politic-loving geek.
I take full credit in her quest for education, as I led the ferocious pack of flesh-eating wolf-sisters that constantly made fun of her naivity and innocence. Now she knows everything there is to know about a skilled nursing facility's policies and procedures and loves old people as much as I do. So don't ever question what she says in that area.
I worked as a Supervisor on the weekends at the swankiest nursing home in the area. It has a year-long waiting list and is nicer than most of our homes. And it housed the funniest old people on earth.
I would call Erin, oops, I mean Hank, and beg her to get her administrator's licence. She blew me off for 2 years. I knew that with her freakish OCD tendencies, she could run a facility like clockwork and make $90,000 starting out.
She tried social work, CPS, to be exact and that didn't work. Then she transferred to APS, which was dealing with the elderly and she thrived. For 2 years.
Then almost overnight, she became a damn genius and decided to persue the Admin. avenue. And I alone pat myself on the back for making her dreams come true.
You will love her as we do, all 105 lbs. of blonde cynicism.
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