Lead a Horse to Water

I’m trying to get Mary to drink more water. Instead, she used it to water the rose plant sitting next to her chair!

I’d like to see a list of all the things a person is supposed to do every day. I bet it would take up a whole page!

I put all her old photos (and some newspaper clippings) in a photo album. I’m in the process of writing notes in the memo areas. She looked at it for around two hours yesterday and she’s looking at it again today. This makes me so happy. I remember when I drug those photos out about four or five years ago. She said then that she didn’t like looking at photos. I wonder why she said that. Most of them are of her and Bill, her first husband. Luckily, I made notes then on the backs of many of them.

I have her listening to a CD from her church with headphones. I know I’m wicked, but this keeps her out of my hair ( I mean, it makes me feel less guilty about puttering around the house and not giving her any attention.

I thought it was around 2:30 PM but it’s almost 5 PM. The Cubans next store had a party last night. I slept on the couch till around 2 AM, and then moved to my bed because it was quiet. However, at 4:30 AM they started it up again. Plus, people were leaving and every time they started their car, loud music came pouring out. I tried not to be upset and to take a positive outlook. I thought maybe I could go ahead and get up. But that droning beat drives me bananas! It’s so depressing! I finally went over and asked them to turn it down. They did so immediately, thank goodness. I’m always filled with trepidation when I go over there. At any rate, I feel like I have a hangover this morning. It took a long time to get back to sleep and then I slept in. Mary, oddly enough, slept better last night than she has for ages! Didn’t get up once!

I’m starting to believe that I only feel good about two weeks out of the month. No wonder I so often feel like I don’t get anything done! Speaking of which, I’d better get my nose back to the grindstone.