there's no place like home.
Unfortunately, you always have to come back after a trip. There's the unpacking, going through the mail that came while you were gone, the stack of newspapers, and the same ol' same ol'.
Tuesday is my day to clean the kitchen: wipe down all the counters, the cabinet facings, and I even got up on the step stool to especially clean the ledge that goes halfway around the room [the kitchen and eating area are one room which is why it only goes around half]. It was really irksome to look out the kitchen window and see my paper at the end of the walk. It means the worker is too lazy [or inconsiderate] to pause a moment to snag it and bring it in. She was nearly 40 minutes late, too. I've asked her to call me when that happens. Oh — she forgot.
Mama was supposed to go at 1pm today for a study to see if she has dementia. Duh. I know she does, but I suppose it would be good to be an official diagnosis, and see if there is anything to treat it beyond what we are — which really is nothing. It was foggy and drizzling this morning, so I called to cancel it. Of course, it's now sunshiney and nice, though a bit windy. I think we are going to try and make it tomorrow, even if it starts out like it did today. I can use the time to do a few errands since she'll be there 'til 5ish. Maybe I'll call a friend and have lunch. Yeah, that sounds like a plan.
Unfortunately, you always have to come back after a trip. There's the unpacking, going through the mail that came while you were gone, the stack of newspapers, and the same ol' same ol'.
Tuesday is my day to clean the kitchen: wipe down all the counters, the cabinet facings, and I even got up on the step stool to especially clean the ledge that goes halfway around the room [the kitchen and eating area are one room which is why it only goes around half]. It was really irksome to look out the kitchen window and see my paper at the end of the walk. It means the worker is too lazy [or inconsiderate] to pause a moment to snag it and bring it in. She was nearly 40 minutes late, too. I've asked her to call me when that happens. Oh — she forgot.
Mama was supposed to go at 1pm today for a study to see if she has dementia. Duh. I know she does, but I suppose it would be good to be an official diagnosis, and see if there is anything to treat it beyond what we are — which really is nothing. It was foggy and drizzling this morning, so I called to cancel it. Of course, it's now sunshiney and nice, though a bit windy. I think we are going to try and make it tomorrow, even if it starts out like it did today. I can use the time to do a few errands since she'll be there 'til 5ish. Maybe I'll call a friend and have lunch. Yeah, that sounds like a plan.
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