MANIC DAY

Let me see, how many more things can I cram into my day than I've already challenged myself to do?!!

Hmmmm.  Maybe I could reheat this cup of coffee one more time.  Oops!  Maybe I could burn myself!

I can already tell it's one of those manic days coming on! Yay?

Does hair spray work very well as a makeup foundation?  I’ll let you know.

George will be glad he slept through this.  He doesn't like loud noises.

Half of those pills are gone and I only remember taking two.

- - - 5 hours later - - -

Just got back from an errand-running marathon capped off with a leisurely lunch at Chili’s.  Yes “leisurely.”  I took my time.  I played with the electronic game on the table.  I’m sure I must have heard someone say, “That poor lonely old woman is wasting her time on a child’s game.” 

But I felt NO GUILT.  Maybe that’s because I brought a half rack of ribs home to George. 

DENTIST’S CHAIR

What do you do in the dentist’s waiting room?  Magazines.  There was this informative article about caregiving but it was a bait-and-switch because it put my emotions into the future and inevitable reality.

When they called me in and started making small talk, I discovered a lump in my throat and attempted to be courteous quietly.  (Henceforth I will be more understanding of people who rudely give short answers.) 

I grabbed the dark plastic glasses without making eye contact and eagerly got into the dentist’s chair so they would maybe stop asking me how I was and how my family was etc etc. 

For the first time in my life I was relieved when they put their tools into my mouth because it distracted me from thinking about caregiving.  But soon I had to laugh because I realized I had flipped back to caregiving to distract me from what was going on in my mouth.  So I flipped back and forth.  I just couldn’t make up my mind what to think about!

Life is full of mysteries.  Just give me a warning next time!

COFFEE

Forty-four years ago I got married and started learning to cook, and I still have a lot to learn.  (About cooking, too!) 

For years I wondered why coffee was better at someone else’s house than mine, even if we both used the same brand.  I concluded that it was psychological. 

Lo and behold, I read this week that coffee loses its flavor over time.  I remember hearing this years ago and thinking, “Mine doesn’t.”  Obviously, my observation that “It's psychological” didn’t overlap the “Loses it's flavor over time” in the same brain function. 

I bought a new can of coffee and this morning my coffee is 100 percent better than the cup I drank yesterday.

I’m going to try to remember all of the other opinions I’ve had over the last 44 years and see if any of them overlap.

MUSICAL CHAIRS

We get home and Cat Mojo is in George’s chair.

George goes and sits in the side chair.

Not comfortable.

He goes to my chair.

I go to the side chair.

George gets up and goes to the sofa.

I move to my chair.

Mojo jumps out of George’s chair.

George moves to the side chair.

Mojo jumps into my lap.

That’s our family!

HUMOR

Do you know the reason God gave us a sense of humor?  He looked at all that was on earth and said, “This is going to be pretty stressful.”