A strange patch of cloth with an odd "spot". Not sure how it happened or if it was always this way since being made into cloth? Like finding an ancient moon in the scrap basket.
The house lights are on. Some dampness overnight outside. Not rain, which would be welcome, but something. Whatever happened out there overnight disturbed the sticks holding up the heavy peach branches. A collapse of some sort. G nods. Yes.
I finished book four of the Twist in Time series. It felt good to read an entire book in one day. Well, two days and two books. Now back to regular programming. Groceries need to be re-stocked (we had grilled cheese sandwiches for supper last night with canned baked beans) meaning we are at the bottom of our resources and pretty damned happy there was bread.
Yesterday I did quite a bit of work on the tomato plants. Lots of yellow and brown spotted leaves which happens when you have overnight damp. So I removed them. And then saw more. Removed them.... and then more. Finally, I just stopped as the mosquitos had discovered my ankles.
So a big day for me. Getting out of the house. Library to return books. Grocery shopping. When I get home--- vacuuming the floors and carpets and then mopping or getting down and cleaning by hand -all the drool spots on the hardwood floors. No floor is unmarked.
In the next few days I also need to refill all Riley's medications. I wasn't able to fill all seven days in his pill organizer yesterday. Riley gets pills three times a day and he comes to stand and stare at me when it's pill time. I'm not sure what they are doing for him but he is much less disorganized mentally than he was before all the pills. And he's eating more regularly. Out of the bowl. We were feeding him with handfuls of food on his bed. So--whatever is happening is good. He still will not get in the car. So, the thing he loved the MOST- "ride in the car" is not happening anymore. And is limiting what we can do together. As a family.
Such a small thing--but ripples thru the days and changes the whole of life around here. No rides in the car together to Goodwill, Grocery or Dairy Queen. No going out for dinner and leaving him here to sleep while we are gone. But right now--he is sprawled out on his bed next to me--sound asleep. Knowing that when I move away from the computer-no matter how slowly and gently I move--the chair will make enough noise to wake him up. His alarm system- in place for 12 years now.
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